The man in the iron mask snapped his fingers, and Gu Dao bowed his head.

Two more drops of greasy sweat fell from his thick and shiny face, the flesh on his body trembled, and the huge blade of the knife swung to the side, like a car turning around. Strong winds are also generated in this knife movement.

The knife moved sideways and then slammed to the ground, like a mirror standing on the rooftop, reflecting the light that filled the room. The strong wind generated by his knife slapped Liu Qianwen's body into the house.

"Qianwen!" Han Xu's body moved, and he hurriedly held her in his arms.

"The cold continues. Liu Qianwen hugged Han Xu and cried bitterly in his arms, tears soaking his short sleeves.

The crying made Han Xu feel as if his heart was melting, but he couldn't say a word of comfort, because the source of the crisis that made her aggrieved and made her fall into the crisis at this moment was all because of himself, everything was because of himself, because of his own incompetence, because of his reckless actions again and again, which led to the current situation.

"I'm sorry ......"

Han Xu hugged her tightly in his arms, kissed her on the top of her head with a faint fragrance.

There were some tear-jerking pictures, but the iron-masked man was still expressionless, and as he bowed his head slightly, Ren Li, who was half-human and half-ghost, also walked into the house.

His grim gaze scanned the room filled with tears and cries, and he opened his mouth, and the turquoise dagger with a stream of sticky, crimson blood in his stomach shot out of his mouth.

The slime turned into a long line, and the small turquoise sword turned into a lightning bolt and slammed into the bedroom wall.

The sword, the size of a fish's intestine, contained great power, and under the impact of the sword, cracks opened in the wall in an instant, and the turquoise light on the sword suddenly burst into force, and the wall collapsed like a crash, and bricks were scattered on the ground, revealing the five crying children in the room.

The whole house was crumbling, and sand and dust were sliding down the ceiling.

The sudden horror was a terrifying image to the extreme, and the painful sound of the children suddenly pulling up and pulling up was enough to shake the floor.

And the turquoise short sword was like a yo-yo flying back, bouncing back into Ren Li's mouth, and he swallowed the sword into his stomach again.

"Xiaoyu!

"Brother Han Xu!"

Without waiting for Ren Li to strike again, several children rushed out of the bedroom one after another, running towards Hanxu, who had always cared for them like a harbor.

Aunt Liu in the kitchen also held a kitchen knife and rushed out shouting, she had survived all her life, but at this time, she was a hero who completely broke the fragility in Han Xu's heart.

"Don't hurt my children!"

"Aunt Liu!"

The iron-masked man didn't change his color, and he didn't even glance at the production of all these pictures, but always looked at the three cards on the table that had no substantial impact on him or at this time, and drank the last sip of water.

As the water turned into a line, this tragic picture also froze abruptly.

The three-star card had already ejected into the air again, spinning in the air, like an electric fan equipped in a low-class house in summer and summer.

But instead of coolness, it freezes people like winter.

The person in his arms seemed to stiffen, and Han continued to bow his head, only to see Liu Qianwen, who was pale, still maintaining the posture of hugging him, but he couldn't move, and the tears in his eyes were still flowing.

The five children stood behind him, still crying, but they did not hug him as they wished.

Aunt Liu was still shouting, but the kitchen knife with blood in her hand stiffened in the air.

And himself, his body stiffened suddenly, and the strong pressure pressed on all parts of his body, making him as if he had been filled with lead, unable to move.

"It's up to you whether you can take them away or not. The man in the iron mask put the cup on the table, slowly got up, glanced at the people who were still alive, grabbed the rotating "ghost press", and walked out of the rooftop room.

Then stand on the rooftop and look into the distance.

The location is quite high, and most of the slum buildings are subservient to the feet, making it an excellent viewing platform.

He looked at the dilapidated buildings that looked like thin candles, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little blank.

In the past, Han Xu often stood here in a daze, looking at the sky, looking at the earth, watching the night dome lick the devastated human world, and then, he made up his mind to be an exterminator who wanted to swallow the sky.

The Man in the Iron Mask didn't think of these, but a lot of more realistic things.

He knew that Han Xu was a person with a lot of dreams, no matter how absurd and deviant this dream seemed to him or others, it couldn't change the fact that he was a person who lived by dreams.

Unlike the World Destroyer, the Man in the Iron Mask feels that he has always been a realist, and although he also has deviant dreams, he has always been cautious and down-to-earth.

The World Destroyer is the same as himself, he is an extreme disciple, but he also spares his life, but he is to let the Heavenly Fire Society be as disciplined as possible, not to provoke enemies that he can't provoke at all, and what the World Destroyer thinks about is how to provoke these enemies that he can't provoke at all, and at the same time let himself live.

The latter is of course more chic and can achieve their goals faster, but the latter is also the easiest option to put yourself in.

"That's probably the difference between us. He turned his head to look at the wax figure, but still looking at his cold continuation, "There are more realistic areas under my feet, but you are more ambitious." Dreams, after all, lose to reality. ”

He raised his head to look at the sky and said slowly: "People, there will be death." ”

With that, he turned and went downstairs.

Gu Dao and Ren Li glanced at Han Xu and sneered, they couldn't quite understand, how did such a poor guy kill Xiao Feng and force Jintian into hell?

"Boy, I'm waiting for you to kill me. Gu Dao smiled suspiciously, grabbed a duck leg from the table, did not chew it, swallowed it with the bone, and then dragged the butcher knife and turned away. Ren Li followed.

Ten thousand meters above, a huge light boundary appeared, but from the ground, only a small point of light could be seen, and this point of light was also obscured by the sun and was not easy to find.

Then, clusters of red flames like falling stars appeared from the realm of light, dragging a ten-meter-long tail of fire and falling from the sky.

Under the gaze of the person who leaned out curiously when he heard the movement of the rooftop room on the street, the man in the iron mask got into the car, looked at the four-star Xuanka in his hand, and smiled coldly.

The crowded subdivision of this ghetto was particularly noisy because of his presence, and he felt that after playing with the Lord of the World, he was more like a god who crisscrossed the slum.

"Sect Master, why don't you just kill him?" Ren Li sat on the co-pilot and asked respectfully.

"Kill him directly, it's too cheap for him. The man in the iron mask looked ahead, "There are many things that are much more painful than just dying, and you should understand this truth." ”

Ren Li, who didn't think much about it, remembered what he would do when he was cruel and nodded.

The car began to start, and the man in the iron mask looked up at the sharply falling points of light in the sky, and smiled: "What he gave me, I will return it to him, he wants this four-star card, then I, I will use this four-star card to end his everything."

I have lost too much in his hands, including face, and today, I will get it back. ”