The tall figure of the Great Lord of the Iron-backed Bear King stood majestically, it didn't care at all about the struggle of these little ants, why should it care too much about the things that could be pinched to death by reaching out and reaching out.

The Einsatzgruppen rushed to it after a life-and-death ordeal, and then it struck, its huge fist shrouded in a large shadow, the fist fell, flesh and blood splattered, and those who didn't have time to dodge were smashed to pieces, it smacked its lips and was satisfied, and Master Barron was furious.

As an eighth-order human arcane master, although he is not an opponent, it is still possible to stop this fist for a moment.

But this is meaningless, because all people will die, and he will also die, and the last in line of everyone's life and death is the eighth-order Demon Master Brandon, because he has the Demon Crystal Nucleus Weapon, and the hope of killing the Great Lord of the Ironback Bear King is also the meaning of this operation, so he doesn't dare to leave half a step for a moment.

Originally, these were also planned, and humanity had to paralyze them with a steady stream of death-sending acts before launching a final attack by surprise.

Life is cheap and humble at this moment, everyone regards death as home, one by one fresh lives are disappearing, moths rushing towards the iron-backed bear king lord like a flame, even if it is death, you will splash your blood determination.

Taylor has a copper ring, and the bronze ring is plain, human-like.

Taylor was a very simple person, the ring on the ring finger of her left hand was worn a long time ago, the ring was a pair, and the other ring accompanied her master, forever sleeping in the quiet world underground.

This is a very sad story, couples who love each other do not have a perfect ending, and providence makes people.

He and her childhood sweethearts, the two had no guesses, he was eighteen that year, she was sixteen, and the parents of the two were also willing to go with the flow and contribute to this happy event.

Two years of horse thieves made a lot of trouble, that day he and her had a happy event, the village was prosperous, the lights were colorful, the whole village was thirty households, one hundred and thirty-two people were beaming, the villagers set up a flowing water banquet in the village, and the male guests guessed boxing, drinking and eating meat, so unhappy. The ladies were talking softly about how beautiful the girl was, and last year the girl of the old Vic family in the village married into the city a thousand miles away, which is the farthest distance that the villagers knew, and I heard that the women in the city were made of water, and their skin was so tender that they could pinch out the water, and the rouge gouache used by the ladies and ladies in the city, which sounded so enviable.

She was very beautiful that day, although the red scarf covered her face and didn't let him see it, he knew that she was the most beautiful at this moment.

When the priest sincerely blessed them, two very simple bronze rings were exchanged with each other, and the happy smile that could not be concealed was that she was his whole world.

Her hand grips his hand tightly, a little nervous, the roots of her ears are pink, he and she are very happy, people who love each other are the happiest.

The villagers sincerely wish this happy little couple, in this remote mountain village, the neighbors are harmonious, and the celebration is also everyone's joy, your family hit the boar the day before yesterday to carry it, my family's chickens and ducks have been slaughtered, pour a bowl of aged daughter red, that is the daughter of the woman's parents buried in the yard sixteen years ago, the meat is fragrant and the wine is mellow, people are kind and happy, come on!

There is a dark cloud between the heavens and the earth, which covers everything that happens in the darkness.

That night, most of the villagers were drunk, the horse thieves roared, the knife was light, and the heads of the innocent villagers were chopped, many people lost their lives in drunken dreams, and occasionally the awake people could not resist the butcher's ruthless butcher's knife, the corpses were all over the field, the blood stained the marriage room, the horse thieves roared away, one hundred and thirty-one people, old and young, women and children, none of them lived, and even young and beautiful women suffered the bad luck of raping first and then killing.

Taylor survived, he who was supposed to be dead survived, the horse thief's knife slashed through his chest and went deep into his heart, he should have died, but he survived.

His heart was broken, his heart was dead.

Taylor survived, his woman died, right in front of him, naked in a pool of blood, the plain bronze ring on the ring finger of her left hand stained red with blood, her expression sad and bitter, she died of humiliation.

Taylor was in a daze, and he helped her wash away the filth from her body with cold spring water, and found her favorite white dress, which she wore like an angel from below.

He dug the dirt with his bare hands, his fingers were worn out, and he didn't seem to feel any pain when the blood flowed out, he dug a pit and lay side by side with her, lying side by side on the grass like he and she used to, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, but why was her face so pale, why did she close her eyes tightly and refused to open them.

Taylor did not sleep with her in the end, and he built a separate grave for her, which he buried in a quiet ground like a bronze ring, and planted her favorite wild white lily in front of the grave.

It took Taylor three days to bury the villagers, he was still alive but his heart was dead.

The one who died was the kind young hunter named Taylor, and the body that was alive was called the revenge of the god of death, when a person was not even afraid of death, how terrible was that, Taylor joined the army, from a hunter who couldn't do anything on the battlefield, the recruit went through the test of life and death, and Taylor spent five years advancing to the seventh-order arcane martial artist.

That night, the terrible wails that sounded all night on the Black Mountain, Taylor took revenge on the horse thief one by one for the misery that the horse thief imposed on him, Taylor's knife was very stable, and the murderer was also slow to lose his breath, he cut off the flesh of the murderer piece by piece like an artist, his expression was calm and focused.

Taylor is a seventh-order arcane martial artist, and he is also a highly successful officer in the War Spear Legion, if he hadn't taken the initiative to come to carry out the decapitation mission, no one would have dared to ask him to come, but he still took the initiative to come, he was so tired and tired that he wanted to stop and rest.

Taylor felt like he was going to die, because he decided to die, if a person was bent on death, no one could stop him, the surging power filled every vein of his body, his body rushed towards the target like a fist to the sky, and the fierce energy rubbed sparks in the air, which was where he had the potential to burn his life to the fullest. Arcane martial artists are not as powerful as magicians who can have amazing self-explosions, but there are also secrets that can burn their own lives in exchange for a large burst of energy in a short period of time.

The Great Lord of the Ironback Bear King angrily stretched out his huge palm, grabbing and pinching the humans rushing towards him like mosquitoes, and then pinched and exploded, killing all these annoying flies that had been buzzing in his ears.

'Boom' There was a earth-shattering sound, and two disproportionate fists slammed together, the attack that was not inferior to the eighth-order Aowu Master, the iron-backed bear king lord only shook his fist, and Taylor was blasted away hundreds of meters away like a defeat, his arm was first shattered, and then the meridians of his whole body were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and it fell to the ground like a gossamer, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

Taylor was dying now, he had died that year, and he was only a shell, and his heart had been buried in the earth with her, and the bronze ring on his left ring finger was stained with red blood, just like her blood had been sprinkled on the bronze ring, which was a pair.

I heard that in the spring, wildflowers will bloom in the wasteland, I don't know if the fragrance of flowers will attract butterflies, she must be very dark underground, she has always been afraid of being alone in the dark night, she must blame me for not going to accompany her earlier, Taylor died with a smile on the corner of his mouth.