"Good, good, you succeeded, me off."

Vladimir has not only had a distorted face, but his voice had begun to distort, distorted, with irrepressible anger and shame.

"Hahahahaha......" he couldn't help but let out a nervous laugh.

Completely, completely, he tore off the skin of the nobility that had been draped over his body, as if he had casually torn open his own gorgeous robe, which was already riddled with holes.

He had been, once again, a beast.

"Do you know one thing?" He tugged at his collar, which was no longer neat, and tilted his head to pull out a pale and weird smile, "When I was young, there was a little girl from the baron's family, who looked very cute, and I liked her very much, and one day, I said to her, come home with me, I will take you to have fun, but she actually rejected me." I'm angry, very angry, you know, what did I do to her? Hahahahaha......ha

He laughed even more nervously, and at the end of the laugh he seemed to be unable to take it anymore, so he simply buried his whole face in the palm of his hand and laughed lowly.

Laughing like a night owl.

And Lucian, he just stood quietly and listened to him laugh.

The night breeze swept past him.

It's a cold night.

He no longer had any strength, and he was able to stand here purely by the last of his willpower.

Can't fall down.

Vague consciousness, in the mind, kept repeating.

The blood had dried up on his skin, and the sticky blood stained his hair in his eyes, making it impossible for him to see the road ahead.

All he could hear was a strange smile echoing in his ears, like a ...... in this dark hellish night. The wail of the devil.

Be...... Are you going to die?

It's cold.

"I'll ...... her" And at this time, Vladimir finally finished laughing. He slowly lifted his face from the palm of his hand and said with a smile, "I cut off her limbs. ”

He smiled very softly, and there was a feeling of nausea in such a bloody night.

But he smiled even more heartily, as if he was remembering some top-notch food. He even closed his eyes, licked the corners of his mouth, and continued: "In a jar." ”

He spoke very slowly, and every sentence was extremely serious and clear, as if he was introducing the method of making something.

"I cut out her tongue."

"And then ......"

"I'll put it in my cellar."

He paused and then said, "I feed her a little bit every day, really, I don't want her to starve to death." When he said this. He seemed incredibly merciful, as if he had really done something incredibly merciful.

Almost every word he uttered, he took a step forward.

By the time he had finished speaking, he was close to Lucian.

There was only one body left to see Lucian's eyes.

"Do you know why?" Vladimir looked into Lucian's eyes and asked calmly.

Then without waiting for Lucian to answer. And he said to himself:

"I want him to know that he dares to resist me. What kind of ...... annoyed me?"

"Consequences."

He said the word consequence very lightly, as light as a puff of smoke.

However, it is absolutely deadly smoke.

For his hand had come to the top of Lucian's head.

As long as he patted it gently, Lucian would die from the collapse of blood all over his body.

Already, hear the breath of death?

Lucian was really tired. I was tired and wanted to sleep like this.

But is that really the end of it?

Xena, I miss you so much.

"Plop-" Lucian finally fell.

Before the palm of Vladimir's hand fell.

Vladimir was stunned for a moment. Then a blood-red light flashed in his eyes, and a strong murderous aura and killing intent surged on his body again.

He's real, I'm going to kill him.

"Brush--" His hand suddenly quickened, and an afterimage fell towards Lucian's head.

"Wait." But at this moment.

Suddenly, as if talking to himself, he said to himself, "Wait." ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"We're not here to kill him, we're here to take him back."

"I'm going to kill him."

"Can't be killed."

"Kill."

"Can't be killed."

If someone passes by at this time, they will definitely be scared to death, because Vlakirmi is talking to himself alone, as if there are two people living in his body.

"Kill."

"Can't ......"

"Kill !!" Vlakirmmy let out a loud roar, and his hand rose again, a thick stream of blood rising from his palm.

He's going to kill !!

"Can't be killed." At the last moment, his other hand struck out in an instant, grabbing his nidal hand.

"Old ghost, don't force me to !!" Vladimir snapped.

"Don't be impulsive." He said again in a low and hoarse voice.

"Poor ...... Mixed-race hybrids. At that moment, a third person suddenly spoke.

Abruptly, it's a bit like throwing a pebble into a calm lake.

"Who?!" Vlakielmi looked up suddenly, this time his voice was fierce and calm, with a suffocation that almost made people vomit blood.

"Me, don't you remember?" The man continued, spitting out the latter word with a hint of banter, "Old friend." ”

Friends.

Vlakirmi's eyelids jumped suddenly, and the whole person fell into a state of imminent battle.

He was nervous.

Very excited.

It's like meeting a lifelong enemy.

And that person, but not even a shadow has appeared.

"Who could it be?" Hammerstone was also looking for the owner of the voice, but he couldn't find it, and he couldn't figure out who it was.

But, it should, also have something to do with Dismarson.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here tonight to find you." The voice continued, continued, erratic.

"Everyone came tonight, and what they were for, they all knew what they were doing." At this time, the two voices in Vladimir's body also gave up the dispute and jointly resisted the foreign enemy, "Why do you have to behave? ”

"I said, don't be nervous, don't be afraid, I'...... Not to make a move on a half-breed mongrel. The man said this very gently, mildly full of contempt, "At least, first clean up the impurities in your own body, at that time, perhaps...... I'm still a little interested. ”

"You ......" Vlakilmi yelled angrily, just as he wanted to make a move.

Suddenly, a darkness thick enough to swallow a single qiē light pierced out from a corner and flashed around Lucian.

The next moment, Lucian was no longer there.

In the distance, a voice laughed: "Old friends, I'll go first." ”

In the darkness, the others were left deep in thought.

Vaguely, someone seemed to whisper: "Ashram, are you back?" (To be continued......)

PS: Today's update.

Sorry for the heavy chores, allow me to rest early.

It's really tiring.

In addition, thank you for the big vote.

Thanks to the local tyrant cabbage.

Thank you, Dean,

Thanks id.

Thank you all.

Again.

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