He must let Lin Wan'er survive and not die.

The more Xia Jiumin thought about it, the happier he became, as if he had seen the picture of himself pressing Long Jiu and the three of them to the ground and rubbing them, laughing, like crazy.

Long Jiu and Qinghu looked at him expressionlessly, as if they cared for mentally handicapped children.

"You're done, you're dead, my dad came to save me."

Xia Jiumin laughed, limped to the side of the bed, looked out the window, and instantly trembled with excitement.

Downstairs, a group of people stood densely, like a flood of beasts, surrounding the clubhouse.

They are majestic and murderous.

Behind them, there are also a lot of off-road combat vehicles, tank fighting vehicles.

The reason why the clubhouse shook just now was because these tanks and combat vehicles smashed the walls of the clubhouse.

It was dark.

Although he couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, who didn't know those people who were wearing the costumes of the Temple of the Heavenly Gods?

Moreover, the iron-blooded aura that permeated those people's bodies, even if they were far away, still had a huge oppressive force, making it difficult for people to breathe.

At the same time, armed fighters hovered in mid-air, and the sound was deafening.

On the helicopter, the symbol of the Temple of the Celestial God is extremely bright and conspicuous.

"Heavens, warriors of the Temple of Heaven?"

At this moment, Xia Jiuming's eyes widened, and he almost fainted from excitement.

Who in this world has enjoyed such a big battle as the Heavenly God Temple?

Only him!

The young master of the Xia family, Xia Jiumin!

"Hahaha, the warriors of the Heavenly God Temple are here, you two mongrels are dead this time,!"

Xia Jiuming was so excited that he almost went crazy, turned his head, and stared at Long Jiu and the others coldly: "I'll give you another chance, kneel in front of me now and kowtow to apologize, otherwise, I will let you die without being buried!" ”

Long Jiu sneered: "Idiot! ”

Xia Jiumin suddenly became even more angry: "I don't know whether I live or die, I dare to show my face, wait a while, when the warriors of the Heavenly God Temple arrive, Young Master Ben will make you cry and you can't cry, and I will repay you a hundred times and a thousand times the injuries on my body!" ”

"By the way, I still want to let Lin Wan'er's slut be my plaything, and let her serve me every day."

"Didn't you let me touch her? From now on, I would caress her skin every day, cut her skin inch by inch, sprinkle salt, and not let go of every inch. ”

Xia Jiumin smiled proudly, his eyes hideous.

"The Heavenly God Temple warriors came to save Young Master Xia?"

Ding Mou kept lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and when he heard Xia Jiuming's words, he was also relieved in his heart, someone finally came to save them.

Just now he was beaten miserably by Long Jiu and the green fox, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Such a scene, he really doesn't want to encounter it a second time in his life.

At this moment, the ground trembled with the sound of neat footsteps, and the sound of tapping and tapping footsteps rang out.

Just by listening to the sounds, you know that there are definitely no less than 100 people walking in the corridors.

Dada~~~

The powerful sound is getting closer and closer, making everyone's hearts beat at any time.

Along with the voice, there was an irrepressible monstrous murderous aura, as if a demon god who destroyed the world was approaching.

The majestic murderous aura suppressed everyone breathlessly.

Long Jiu and Qinghu glanced at each other, their faces turned white.

They knew that the Lord of the Temple was coming!

"Hahaha, you're dead, the one who saved me is here!"

"It's worthy of being a warrior of the Heavenly God Temple, before the person arrives, this momentum is already terrifying, it's great."

Xia Jiumin laughed, endured the severe pain, and walked towards the door tremblingly.

Qinghu and Long Jiu didn't pay attention to the clown, but wrapped Lin Wan'er, who was already unconscious, with their coats, and then got up and walked towards the door.

Under the gaze of all of them, Qin Wu, who was wearing the No. 0 Golden Dragon Mask, appeared at the door, his eyes were scarlet as blood, cold as a knife, and his body was filled with a monstrous murderous aura.