Chapter 1188: Voices from Hell
Her voice was awe-inspiring, wantonly killing everyone around her.
Blood filled the air, and everyone was red-eyed.
For the people around you, no matter who it is, as long as you are alive, you will slash and kill it unscrupulously!
Killing, blood, screaming, wailing, and mutilated bodies flying.
Those who are alive should always be on the lookout for killers by those around them, and they should kill as many people as possible.
You can't hear the screams inside outside the space cage, but you can see the bloody scenes.
These three cages are like hell on earth.
All people have only one purpose - to win!!
They only see the death of others, but they do not see the price they have to pay for this purpose!
The people outside who were waiting to see the excitement were silent one by one.
Real gore and imaginary hilarity are two different concepts entirely.
They were suddenly glad that they hadn't been one of them!
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In the black tent.
The demon god sat quietly on the beast's hair, closed his eyes and rested, and the corners of his lips faded into a smile, like a lotus flower.
"Yan'er, did you hear that?"
Yan'er was standing in front of the tent, looking at the space cage outside, her eyes were a little complicated.
Hearing the call of the demon god, he suddenly retracted the look in his eyes, and turned around with a smile like a flower.
"Master? It's so quiet outside, what's the sound?! ”
"This is the voice from hell, the call of death, the baptism of blood, the rebirth of life!!"
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yan'er.
"Your heart is sympathetic to them?!"
Yan'er's face changed slightly: "Master, no!" ”
"I heard the change in your breath...... What are you worried about?! ”
"No, I just think these people are ridiculous!" Yan'er's eyes flashed, and she smiled coquettishly: "They only know that this is a good thing for pie in the sky, but they don't know that there is nothing good in this world!" ”
She smiled wickedly and put a petal in the turquoise tea and presented it with both hands.
"Master, you say, why didn't anyone ask the former owner of the killing order how it was?!"
The demon god took the teacup with his left hand, but took her into his arms with his right hand.
"For them, they can only see the immediate benefits, see the wealth brought to them by the killing order, but they can't see the death brought to them by the killing order!"
Yan'er's eyes turned slightly, and she said coquettishly: "Master, this killing order...... What the hell is going on? Why does everyone who gets it end up like that?! ”
The demon god's pupils shrank: "That kind of fate?" Have you seen it?! ”
"No, Yan'er doesn't care about those messy pickles! Yan'er only needs to serve her husband comfortably! ”
She smiled and kissed the demon god's lips, but a strange luster flashed in her eyes at that moment.
The demon god didn't seem to know what was wrong with her, laughing and hugging her underneath, caressing the soft body wantonly.
"Yan'er, listen to what you say, don't be too curious, otherwise it will kill you!"
Yan'er's eyes suddenly popped out, as if she was suppressed by an external force and was about to burst open.
Her face was also like fire at that moment, red as blood.
The demon god slowly got up from her body, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Yan'er, there is a saying that if you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you don't do it! You really think. Don't you even know about those things you do?! ”
Yan'er's eyes were shocked with horror and despair, but she desperately spit out a word.
"I didn't ...... I didn't have ......"