"Master, she was the one who hurt me!"

The moment Meng Mu lost her breath, Yin Hua rushed forward.

A piece of debris was thrown casually.

The shard looked like a piece of a mirror that had been broken and picked up, and it was very unremarkable.

But the moment it landed, it immediately emitted a soft light that slowly spread outward.

It seems to envelop this world in it.

Yin Hua touched the forehead of Meng Mu, who had completely lost her vital signs, and sucked, and a shadow flew out with her gesture.

Anwar, who had just woken up, and Meng's father, who had the courage to get out of the car, gasped as they looked at the shadow.

The shadow is like a man, but not a man.

Much shorter than humans, but stout with a hunchback-like bump.

Hair is thinning and there are no eyebrows.

Her face resembles that of a human, but she has two pupils in each eye.

It looks weird.

This can be called an ugly shadow, and no one will be associated with the charm of Meng Mu.

But Anwar and Meng's father both saw with their own eyes that this was dragged out of Meng's mother's body.

They never saw each other again, and at this time a noun also came to mind - soul.

But why this honor?

This is clearly not human.

At least not the humans here.

The shadow opened its eyes tremblingly, its lips squirming, but there was no sound.

Yin Hua understood that she was talking about letting Meng Fan and Meng's father go, so he told her a big secret.

Yin Hua smiled, but he had a love affair here.

"Okay, you say, I used a square mirror, and it won't be transmitted."

The shadow had a pupil in each of his eyes, looked around, and grinned miserably.

His lips moved again, Yin Hua understood the meaning, his whole body was shocked, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Kang Jingshen in the protective shield not far away.

He stood very straight, smiled brightly, was full of boyishness and good looks.

Yin Hua felt dazzling, flashed his eyelids slightly, and saw the blood gushing out of his bright smile.

The flowers blooming on those white shirts are very dazzling.

Yin Hua shook over, just in time to catch his body that fell to the ground with a bang.

The wet piece behind her back, and in the back of her heart, there was a small dagger with a handle that had not been put in, which she had just sent out not long ago.

On Li Weiwei's eighth birthday.

Yin Hua's hand trembled violently and put it into Kang Jingshen's outstretched palm.

Kang Jingshen choked on blood and coughed, and clenched his hand: "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you to come to me." ”

"Well, I'm not afraid, with you, I've never been afraid." Yin Hua's face was very calm, and he didn't even take any measures to save him.

Feeling the approaching breath behind him, he took out the bricks and threw them backwards.

The bricks grew in the wind, and instantly became a hill.

I pressed the approaching small body into a knot.

There was a childish scream behind him.

Yin Hua's hand shook again.

There was a depression in his chest, and he was about to lose his breath.

The hand that was holding it fell down heavily.

Yin Hua broke Kang's eyelids, and there was nothing there.

The pupils were jet black and there was nothing.

It's more like a dummy than the soul perched wood body she made.

The hand swept over Kang Jingshen's body, and the body disappeared in place.

Yin Hua got up slowly, slowly took out a small sword, shook it slightly, the sword body skyrocketed, and the evil qi on her body poured out unabashedly.

The brick shrunk and flew back with a very eye-catching look, and Li Weiwei, who was pressed underneath, turned into an afterimage, running away from afar.

Yin Hua lifted his sword and slashed out in that direction as if he didn't have much strength.

Large chunks of land roared away with strong winds and aura.

Screams could be heard in the distance.

There was also a faint rumbling sound.

Yin Hua looked at the source of the sound, and on the horizon, the color of chaos rose rapidly.

It was like a sandstorm, and it was like the entire surface was lifted up and rolled over this way.

The real end times are coming.

This time, it was a natural disaster.

Yin Hua looked in the direction of the apocalyptic paradise and disappeared in an instant.