In the room, Gu Xinglang stood in a pile of flesh and blood covered in blood, and the world in his eyes was once again covered with a layer of blood mist, Gu Sanshao stood there with his head hanging his head and stiffening, motionless.

The black-clothed man standing directly opposite Gu Xinglang had a pale face, obviously Gu Xinglang looked down at the ground, but this person didn't dare to move.

Young Master Feng Lin stood at the window, holding his breath, except for a few shouts, he was trying to minimize his sense of existence in this room.

Wuhuan is still unconscious, unaware of what is happening around her.

The confrontation was actually very short, but it was long enough for the few people who were conscious inside and outside the room.

Gu Xinglang seemed to have seen enough of the flesh and blood under his feet, and slowly looked up at the person directly opposite him.

The man in black suddenly did not advance but retreated, his body swept back, and with a palm of his hand, he pierced the thick wall, and the night wind poured into the house through the hole, blowing a dozen pieces of stationery placed in the room into the air.

The higher the martial arts, the more clear he is about his own weight and the weight of his opponent, and after the man in black watched Gu Xinglang kill four people in a row, he understood that he was not the opponent of this monster, and he also understood why Mo Wen had to get this monster. At this time, he didn't care about cursing and asking, the first thing the man in black had to do was to save his life.

When the man in black reached the hole in the wall, Gu Xinglang also stood in front of him again, and the wind blew Gu Xinglang's robe up, like a banner for conjuring spirits.

The figure of the man in black was stunned, and it was too late to retreat further, the knife in Gu Xinglang's hand was oblique, and he picked it up from the bottom to the top.

Young Master Fenglin closed his eyes.

The blade stopped in the throat of the man in black, and soon a pool of blood was covered under the feet of the two, and the throat of the man in black made a "ho-ho" sound, Gu Xinglang raised his finger and dipped it on the handle of the knife, and the blood was warm with the body temperature of the man in black.

The arm of the man in black hung down at his side and was unable to lift it, so he swung out a palm with all his strength, but the palm wind hit Gu Xinglang's knife, Gu Xinglang was unharmed, but his hands and arms were completely broken.

The blood between his fingers accumulated more and more, Gu Xinglang soaked his hand in blood, and suddenly the bowl of his hand turned, and the knife was withdrawn from the throat of the man in black.

The strong smell of blood made Young Master Fenglin raise his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

Gu Xinglang looked at Young Master Fenglin.

Jing Mo ordered Xiao Wei outside the door at this time: "Push the door open." ”

Xiao Wei hesitated, there was no sound in the room again, Xiao Wei didn't dare to think about what he would see after pushing the door open.

Jing Mo saw Xiaowei hesitate, and stretched out his hand to push the door.

Gu Xinglang saw the "squeak" of the door opening, and turned his head to look at the door.

Jing Mo and Xiao Wei breathed in unison, and small blood vessels crisscrossed Gu Xinglang's face, forming a formidable totem, bright red but also cold.

Seeing two more figures appear in front of him, the corners of Gu Xinglang's mouth were raised, revealing a smile, if it weren't for the blood vessels forming a totem on his face at this moment, Gu Xinglang's smile even had a naïve taste.

Xiao Wei was so shocked that he took several steps back, how could such a good person become like this?!

Gu Xinglang walked towards Jing Mo and Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei didn't have time to think about it, and vigorously pushed Jing Mo out of the door.

Young Master Fenglin opened his mouth and shouted at this time: "Gu Xinglang! ”

Gu Xinglang stopped and looked at Young Master Fenglin.

Young Master Fenglin said: "I know you can understand what I said, everyone who should be killed has been killed, who else do you want to kill at this time?" ”

Young Master Fenglin's voice made Gu Xinglang feel a little headache and irritability, but what Young Master Fenglin said, Gu Xinglang could hear clearly and understand. Who else do you want to kill? Gu Xinglang looked at the red human body in front of him, why do you want to kill someone?

"Pure Heart Mantra," Young Master Fenglin said loudly at Gu Xinglang.

"Xinglang!" Louder shouts came from across the hallway.

Jing Mo and Xiao Wei turned their heads to look over together, and saw Gu Xingyan in military uniforms running quickly.

Gu Xinglang whispered: "It's noisy." ”

Gu Xingyan rushed to the door of the room, and when he saw Gu Xinglang standing in a pool of blood, he was directly stunned. Gu Ershao knew the inside story, and he had also seen how Gu Xinglang killed Ruan Tian's nurse, but Gu Xinglang really had a seizure and lost his mind, and it was the first time Gu Ershao had seen it.

Gu Xinglang turned his gaze from Young Master Fenglin to the door, and when he saw that there was another person, Gu Xinglang thought, there is another dead person.

"Don't speak," Jing Mo raised his arm to stop Gu Xingyan and whispered.

Gu Xingyan shook his head, unable to accept that the thing in front of him that was covered in blood and shaped like a demon would be his younger brother.

Gu Xinglang walked to the door, Xiao Wei and Jing Mo felt that the blood totem on Gu Xinglang's face seemed to be even more red than Fang Cai, like a flame, and like a cluster of flowers composed of countless flowers.

Young Master Fenglin saw Gu Xinglang move his fingers, and suddenly shouted: "Gu Xinglang!" ”

The shouts of Young Master Fenglin made the big boss and others standing downstairs tremble.

A torrential rain fell from the sky.

"What, what to do?" The second master asked in a transpositional voice.

The big boss turned his head and looked out of the courtyard gate, why didn't the princess come back?!

"No, it's gone!" One of Jing Mo's guards shouted.

Everyone looked up together, and the room that was still lit by candlelight was now dark.

Thunder roared, rattling the wooden windows.

Gu Xinglang looked out the window, the rain poured into the house from the holes in the roof and walls, and a human head seemed to be blown by the wind, rolling on the wooden floor in the house, hitting Gu Xinglang's feet before stopping.

Gu Xinglang lowered his head, his eyes were wide open, and what was frozen on his face was the frightened look of this person at the last moment before he died. Gu Xinglang's fingers were bent, the human head flew up and fell into his hand, Gu Xinglang slowly raised the human head in front of his eyes, looked at the human head for a moment, and suddenly raised the human head high, and as soon as he used his hand, the human head broke in Gu Xinglang's hand, and Gu Xinglang raised his head and opened his mouth.

When Gu Xingyan saw this scene, he shook off Jing Mo's hand and rushed to Gu Xinglang's face, crashing into it desperately.

Gu Xinglang stood still, but he looked down at Gu Xingyan, and the human blood, brains, meat scraps, and broken bones that were spilled did not enter Gu Xinglang's mouth.

"Let's go!" Young Master Fenglin shouted.

Gu Xingyan looked at Gu Xinglang, and wanted to speak, but Gu Xinglang choked his throat.

"Pony!" Xiaowei is going to rush forward.

Jing Mo was desperate this time, and hugged Xiaowei tightly.

Gu Xingyan heard Gu Xinglang whisper: "Damn." ”

Gu Xingnuo ran up the wooden stairs and rushed to the door, all he saw was Gu Xinglang choking Gu Xingyan's throat and lifting Gu Xingyan to the ground.

"Xing, Xinglang?!" Gu Xingnuo shouted in a trembling voice.

Hearing Gu Xingnuo's voice, the strength in Gu Xinglang's hand was a little less.

"I died at the hands of the Eternal Life Temple," Gu Xingyan took the opportunity to speak hoarsely to several people inside and outside the room, it was the Eternal Life Temple who killed him, and his younger brother was not the murderer.

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