"You snorted garlic, grandson, you snorted garlic, you open your eyes and look at grandpa, grandpa is here!"

"Who's your grandfather,, ho!"

The saliva did not spit on Ma Manguo's body, because Ma Baonan threw it up with his head up, so the saliva swirled in the air and returned to Ma Baonan's face.

Ma Baonan felt that his face was sticky, and he wanted to raise his hand to see what was stained, but he found that his hands no longer obeyed his command.

There was no trace of blood left on those hands.

Ma Baonan also noticed his abnormality at this time, regardless of the saliva on the corner of his mouth, he struggled to sit up, but the harder he worked, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't get up!

Ma Fengguo doesn't know what his little grandson wants to do, now Ma Fengguo has lost his mind, the three generations of the Ma family have been passed down, just this thousand hectares, a single seedling!

How could it be like this? How could it be the way it is?

Could it be that those guys from the [Creation] Organization don't know that this person is his little grandson? Or did they know this, but they still sent Ma Baonan to the battlefield?

"Mom, I'm uncomfortable!" Ma Baonan finally regained consciousness, although Ma Manguo didn't know what was going on with the giant host, but he knew that those giant hosts were all underage girls, and it seemed that the younger the better. Moreover, those young people came from all over the world, and there was no law to speak of.

"I'm your grandfather!" Ma Manguo shouted hoarsely, but Ma Baonan was looking for his mother, and the helpless Ma Manguo had no choice but to hold his little grandson in his arms.

The last time I held him, it was when he was two or three years old, and now in a blink of an eye, Ma Manguo can no longer hold him, even if his vital signs are now frantically lost, his body is already as thin as a skinny bone.

But no matter how hard Ma Fengguo tried, he couldn't hold Ma Baonan.

"Mom, where are you!" Ma Baonan was very anxious, but he couldn't see anything, he tried to open his eyes two or three times, but none of them were successful!

"I'm your grandfather!" Ma Fengguo shouted hard, hoping that his little grandson would hear him, but...

Ma Baonan's body was cold for a while!

He doesn't speak anymore either...

Don't struggle anymore...

Ma Baonan is not even crying anymore, he has no right to shed tears.

Ma Baonan, dead...

...

Kane sat on the throne of the Witch King, who knelt on the ground and looked very obedient.

Kane held the handle of the throne with his hand, instilling his own thoughts in the Witch King: "Power... Power and violence have always been twin brothers, and violence is indispensable to kill, which means that the more capable of killing, the more killing, the more stable the power in your hands, you are raised in captivity by Wang Defa, it is destined not to win me, of course, no one in this world can win me, because when I hold the ticket in my hand, I am already invincible.

Witch King, your life is here, I give you the meaning of the next life, I will let you see the truth, I will make you feel the world... Pulsating..."

A scarlet halo appeared in Kane's palm, and in the blink of an eye, Kane Majors' palm turned into a red and bright demon claw, and the ability of Demon Ramo was also fully instilled into the body of the Witch King at this moment.

The Witch King's eyes have undergone some subtle changes, from a dull green, to burgundy red, and finally to scarlet, but the current Witch King still has a hint of self-awareness.

After staying in the Fierce Ghost Mansion for a long time, the Witch Gu King's body has also undergone some strange changes, which allows the Witch Gu King to have an extremely strong resistance when the fear energy is instilled into his brain, and this resistance has now turned into a help to resist the energy released in Kane's palm, and is constantly curbing the desire to kill in his heart.

In the Innocent King's mind, a little boy appeared, but soon, the Witch King realized that the little boy was none other than himself.

Distant memories... It's like a feast that can't be begged for, he is so beautiful, but he has also been lost, do you want to go back? No way!

The cruelty of the world is that there is no regret medicine in this world, at least not until the hero comes.

The little boy's childhood was very cruel, he was a heretic at school, whether it was a teacher or a classmate, everyone didn't want to see him, just because he was born with gray hair...

Oh, the Witch King remembered that the gray hair wasn't innate, it was because of a brother named Sunder Majors... It's ridiculous!

The Witch King had never been a sunny teenager, and at a very young age, he knew how to use his family's reputation to accept the enviable gaze of others at school.

Those envious glances turned into wisps of energy, fame, and - power!

Yes, this is how the Witch King's childhood passed, he has a group of powerful friends around him, as long as those people dare to laugh at his gray hair, his 'partners' will immediately step forward to help, this is exactly how the Witch King has survived until now.

Until one day, Sunder sent another group of men and beat his dear brother.

Because... Fuck, because he thinks I've ruined the reputation of the Majors!

"I'll make you understand, I'll make you understand! This is the reliance of the Majors family, huh! The Witch King began to involuntarily recite it, and in the blink of an eye, the Witch King's head fell to the ground.

The place where the body and the head are separated is very uneven, because before the division, the Witch Gu King was still a living... Ghost things.

"That's how you got those teenagers to summon giants?"

Hao Haoxuan walked up from the entrance, the scenery in front of him was very strange, and there would never be such a building structure in reality.

The platform on the top floor of the building is divided into two isosceles triangles, one of which is very small, it seems to be a place to store something, and the other one, that is, where Hao Haoxuan is standing now, a triangular spire building, seems to be what the wolf's grandmother Wang Jiaming said... The Witch Tower.

"Nope." Kane whispered, "It's just the beginning, if that's the case, my secret may soon be revealed, and then there's the show, don't you want to see it?" ”

"Don't be verbose, let's go to war, only when you die, I'll be in the mood to watch the play."

"Hey... Actually, I had already calculated this raid long before you were ready to make a move, and ah, I divided my troops to fight you, just to hold you down and give me a few more good shows, do you know, when you are standing here... No, when you're on the stage I've set up, you've already lost. ”

"So, you think you've won?"

There are some things that still have to be made clear, Hao Haoxuan thinks so.