was pinched by his nose and mouth, and even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't resist.

In fact, even if he was not restrained by Zhuang Buyuan, the combat strength between him and Zhuang Buyuan was really too different, and there was no room for struggle at all.

He never dreamed that what he robbed was not a soft persimmon, but a genuine killing god.

The members of the guard he sent were slapped to death by Zhuang Buyuan a few times without even taking a single face.

And the armored war insects he transferred later, in front of Zhuang Buyuan, were not even as good as bed bugs, and they failed to cause any trouble to Zhuang Buyuan.

After being slaughtered by Zhuang Buyuan, those guards and servants of the Gray Rock Manor no longer dared to move forward.

For them, the Fortress is definitely not a master to be respected and followed, and they dream of changing the owner of the manor.

Such a master is definitely not worthy of their own lives.

At least not worth facing such an enemy.

Don't talk about them, even the "Tsuki" was scared.

"Zhuang ...... Brother Zhuang? His voice trembled.

Zhuang Buyuan turned his head, saw 㝒戼, immediately smiled, looked left and right, scratched his head a little embarrassed, and raised the bucket in his hand: "Drink?" ”

"No, no, no, I don't drink, I don't drink, I don't drink!" He was so frightened that he retreated again and again, "You drink it yourself, drink it yourself." ”

Zhuang didn't look far away at the blood of time in his hand, but he still put it down.

Forget it, I'm not a vampire, what kind of blood do I drink?

Over there, the base finally broke free from Zhuang's clamps.

He was like a fish out of water, spitting bubbles out of his mouth.

Indigo had said to Zhuang that for the lord of the manor, the blood of time would not hurt them so much, and it would not kill them immediately, but it would still burn and corrode them.

Now he feels like a furnace in his body, and the unbearable pain comes out of his body, as if there are 11,000 knives desperately cutting in his body.

He struggled out of Zhuang Weiyuan's hand, ran forward a few steps, and suddenly retched, and the blood of time in his stomach gushed out.

He took two steps forward, covering his mouth with both hands, and forcibly ...... the blood of time Swallowed it back!

He swallowed it back!

What an operation!

Zhuang is not far away, dumbfounded!

"Uh-huh! Uh-huh! He covered his mouth and waved his hand desperately.

The servants all looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do.

Finally, his butler understood him, and hurriedly brought a large basin and placed it in front of him.

With a "poof", he couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

The silvery-white liquid spat into the basin and splashed in all directions.

The butler who came with the basin just now was sprayed by the blood of time and screamed, but before the scream was over, the whole person had already turned into ashes and scattered.

His loyal butler was melted by the blood of time, but he didn't notice it, he hugged the basin and vomited, eager to vomit all his intestines.

Then he looked at the blood of time in the basin and smiled.

O blood of time, rich! Get rich!

So much blood of time!

Yu Ji looked at him, and then looked at Zhuang Buyuan: "Don't you want to pour him back again?" ”

Zhuang Buyuan shook his head in disgust, evil! It's disgusting!

I don't want it!

This guy's greed and stinginess...... It's really beyond his imagination.

No wonder he became the lord of the manor.

Zhuang Buyuan was still struggling with what to do with this guy, and he saw that the appearance of the base was slowly changing.

Wrinkles climbed up his face, and large patches of hair turned white.

His skin slackened and his eyes became dull.

Unconsciously, he was still laughing wildly at the basin of blood of time.

Laughing and laughing, his voice suddenly became hoarse and low.

He laughed and laughed, and suddenly found that the skin of his arm was loose like a sack, and even the armor could not be hung up, and he suddenly screamed.

"I ...... What's wrong with me...... I ......"

He shouted, "Butler, butler...... Mirror! Mirror! ”

But his loyal butler had long since disappeared, and he stumbled to his feet and threw himself at Zhuang not far away.

"You...... What have you done to me......"

But Zhuang was not far from the side, and he fell to the ground.

By the time he struggled to his feet, the armor had fallen to the ground, revealing his shriveled body and the shabby lining underneath it.

A dignified manor owner, at this time he looks like a street bum, or even worse.

He struggled to get up, but there was a thud in his right hand, and even the hammer in his right hand fell.

It's like an old man will lose his teeth, and his body is so old that it can't even support his hammer.

It turns out that the hammer man is old...... Even the hammer will fall off?

Zhuang Buyuan saw it for the first time, probably most of the hammer people actually don't live to be so old.

"No...... No...... No......" he struggled, "what's wrong with me?" Why am I like this? I'm the lord of the manor! ”

"You're dying." Zhuang is not far away.

He was actually planning to take out the base.

This guy is too greedy to stop him from moving through the Iron Gate.

But at this time, Zhuang Buyuan's heart was full of emotion.

It turned out that the lord of the manor was not invincible after all, and the blood of time could still destroy them after all.

It was said before that the blood of time could not kill them, perhaps because there was not enough blood of time, and the lord of the manor was destined to not escape the baptism of time.

Or, after all, Indigo is a complete manor owner and owns a complete manor, while Fortress only has a broken manor owner's heart, and he can't protect him with the power to escape time.

But in any case, the base is going to die.

Die on the blood of time, which he treasured.

The expression of 㝒戼 is more complicated.

Although he was greedy and stingy, the lion's mouth was wide open, and he deceived him.

But after all, he is an old friend he has known for many years, and he also belongs to the Brutal Alliance.

But now, it ended up like this?

What should he do?

When he heard Zhuang not far away, he screamed:

"No, I can't die...... I still have a lot to ......."

"No, no, no...... I can't ......."

Suddenly remembering something, he struggled to pick up the basin of blood of time, and stumbled in one direction.

In the room of the base, there was a square box.

This box, Zhuang has seen it once, it is the kind of oracle box that can contact the lord of the manor.

Lei Wei opened the oracle box, pressed a few buttons, and connected to the other side, but he was already angry: "Golden Hammer, I'...... I've made enough money, give it back to me! Take My Baby...... Give me back ......."

"Give me back ......"

A gust of wind blew, and everything returned to dust.