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In the small house, a pink gauze curtain is placed in the center, and outside the gauze curtain, two people stand, kneeling and standing.

Wu Guangyuan's face was pale and sweating profusely, he had been kneeling for some time, but he still didn't dare to rest for a while, as long as the person behind the curtain didn't speak, even if he knelt until death, he had to kneel all the time.

Wu Guangyuan.

Like Yu Long, he belongs to Luo Hai's right-hand man, when Yang Shuo and Xing Jun burst out to kill people, he happened to take his henchmen to hunt insects outside, so as to escape a catastrophe, and it is surprising that he Wu Guangyuan is also a figure with a head and a face in the Dajing Gate, but now, he knelt on the ground like a humble mouse, which made people wonder about the true identity behind the curtain.

Of course, Wu Guangyuan didn't care about kneeling or not kneeling at this time.

Luo Hai's power was uprooted, and in just half a month, the originally defeated Xing Jun turned over again, not only collecting all of Luo Hai's wealth, but even advocating the collection of refugees, which can be described as a gain of both people and money.

Luo Hai's forces were all suppressed, except for ordinary soldiers, those who committed crimes, and all the leaders of the non-commissioned officer level were hanged.

Different from ordinary soldiers, those are thugs fighting in the sea of blood, not to mention the hot hands and black hearts, the key is to be able to attack good, but now, they are all dead!

The end of the day is respected by strength, thinking that Luo Hai's power was wiped out overnight, Wu Guangyuan's heart was already dripping with blood.

Xing Jun!

Thinking of the initiator, Wu Guangyuan gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat people, full of sorrow.

As one of the masterminds who formulated the framing plan, Wu Guangyuan's role under Luo Hai was like that of a military advisor, and it can be said that the vain death of hundreds of brothers in Xing Jun was inseparable from him.

Years of planning.

Finally, Luo Hai was only one step away from the legend, and finally the peak of Xing Jun was removed, and finally, Luo Hai was almost able to win the Great Realm Gate......

And now......

All the plans have vanished, and how to face the bitter consequences in front of him is what he has to consider.

Except for Wu Guangyuan, standing on the side was an old man, who looked like he was in his early sixties at first glance, but when he looked closely, he looked like he was in his fifties, and he was uncertain; He wore a gray coat with a long leg on the back of his head that reached his waist; Although there are many wrinkles on his face, his eyes are far from being clear at his age, and his straight waist stands there, like a hundred-year-old giant tree, but his appearance is twilight and his heart is as unfathomable as the winding and long old roots.

A person's appearance can be changed by makeup, but a person's temperament cannot be changed in a short time, the old man's eyebrows between the solemn majesty, like a ghost of a monster turned into a demon, the unique temperament makes people feel palpitations and dare not make a mistake.

In particular, this old man was extremely thin, and his shriveled body was like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of flesh, giving people an extremely cold feeling.

Wu Guangyuan is not a young man who has not been deeply involved in the world, he can become famous in the Great Realm Gate, he relies on cruel methods and infiltrating killings, but even so, his eyes at the old man are still full of awe, and he does not dare to slack off.

Wu Guangyuan knelt on the ground, afraid of the old man, and even more afraid of the figure behind the gauze curtain.

With a light sigh, Wu Guangyuan suddenly raised his head.

The gauze curtain was pervasive, and looking through the hazy curtain, Wu Guangyuan could only see with difficulty that it was a woman. She came out, one leg, a slender and white leg, very beautiful and delicate, as if carved from ivory, with a red rope tied to her ankle, and a string of bones on the red rope, glowing with horror and horror, and landing lightly.

The afterglow of the oil lamp shone in front of the window, the moonlight outside the window and the incense in the window added a bit of hazy beauty to the jade figure in front of the gauze curtain, a slim red dress with a rose embroidered on it, a colorful ribbon tied around the waist, black hair combed into a falling horse bun, the hair bun was not decorated with the slightest pendant, the most impressive her lip flap, like a blood-stained rouge, full of charm and enchantment.

She is as if she has traveled from ancient times, exuding a decadent and elegant temperament from top to bottom, and between her gestures, she is full of convincing feelings.

The end of the world is at hand, people's hearts are scattered, and the era of chaos has truly released people's behaviors and ideas.

In such an environment, in addition to the mainstream forces such as the Alliance and the Church, some psychologically distorted God-sent people will even go back to ancient times and apply the concepts of hundreds or even thousands of years to today's world.

Some of the more remote godsends, relying on their strong strength, will even cede land to build a country, set up a country name, in the camp, deliberately canonized their subordinates with generals and ministers, and live a life of arrogance and lasciviousness every day.

Of course, there are not a few such people, in addition to establishing the name of the country, those people on the other side of the ocean, Westerners, have created the Golden Zodiac and the Holy Court.

What's more, some of the top godsenders have followed the example of the gods in dividing their duties.

Lord of the Sky, King of the Sea, God of the Underworld......

These God-sent beings are extremely terrifying, and they have a strong appeal in the West, and they have hundreds of thousands or even millions of believers under their command.

Xu Yan.

Our Lady of Tanglin.

is also Wu Guangyuan's real master.

She is also known as the mother of all ghosts, the rotten spirit seed, and the demon spirit.

More than twenty years ago, she founded a sect called the Tanglin Tomb, which advocated the eternity of decay and the use of the blood of boys and girls to obtain the eternity of appearance.

Because he was too evil, he was expelled from the alliance and was included in the list of extermination.

In recent years, forced by the encirclement and suppression of the alliance, the remnants of Our Lady of Tanglin have been gradually broken, and even she herself has disappeared from people's eyes.

But who would have thought...... This existence, which is listed as an S-class wanted criminal, will actually appear near the Dajing Gate, and even has an inexplicable relationship with Luo Hai, and the most chilling thing is ...... Her appearance has not changed at all from years ago.

Xu Yan's bright eyes were clear and cold, and she looked at Wu Guangyuan in front of her without a trace of abnormality, and said, "Why didn't you die?" ”

Hearing the other party's cold inquiry, Wu Guangyuan did not refute, but lowered his head, almost touching the ground, and prostrate even more humblely.

"Holy Mother, I'm useless, I didn't expect Xing Jun to be so strong, Luo Hai's forces were uprooted, dead, our people are dead......"

Prostrate on the ground, Wu Guangyuan did not have the slightest high-spirited appearance, at this time, he was like a mouse in the field, extremely low.

Xu Yan glanced at Wu Guangyuan, there was still no expression on her face, but her eyes became deeper and deeper, just like a cold tan, as if she could freeze people.

"Years of planning, all the efforts in just a few days have been in vain, I have invested so many resources in Luo Hai, and now he says that he is dead, how can you let me spare you?" Looking at Wu Guangyuan, Xu Yan said word by word.

"Holy Mother, you read and spare me for the sake of my hard work for so many years, Sixth Master, Sixth Master, you beg Our Lady for me, don't kill me, Holy Mother, please don't kill me." At this moment, Wu Guangyuan heard the murderous intent in Xu Yan's tone, he was afraid, his facial features were completely distorted together, and he begged for mercy.

The man he called the sixth master did not speak, and the old man stood there, like a sculpture, as if Wu Guangyuan's death or immortality had nothing to do with him at all.

Xu Yan is not a delicate daughter, and she can survive in this apocalypse, in addition to her identity as the head of a sect, more importantly, the countless lives on her hands.

Xu Yan sneered and said, "Remembering that you have no credit and hard work over the years, cut off your own arm." ”

Wu Guangyuan's face was pale, he bent down lower, and chattered in great fear: "Holy Mother, I'm done without hands, I deserve to die...... Spare me this time......"

Xu Yan's beautiful face did not have a trace of pity, her eyes were cold, revealing a hint of murderous intent, and said, "Don't want to do it? All right! Then die now! ”

The tone of understatement was trembling, Wu Guangyuan knew that the other party was already really angry, and there were not many opportunities in front of him, if he didn't start, he would have no chance of survival.

Alive!

Desperate for survival, Wu Guangyuan gritted his teeth and took out a steel knife pinned to his waist, he held the knife in his right hand, and slowly stretched out his left hand, at this moment, his hands trembled, and he couldn't be cruel to himself at all, but knowing the patience of the Holy Mother, Wu Guangyuan knew that he had no choice at all.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the green tendons on both sides of Wu Guangyuan's forehead came out, and after an instant, Wu Guangyuan roared and chopped off his palm!

The cold light flashed, and the thick palm broke in response, and in an instant, an uncontrollable sharp pain hit Wu Guangyuan's brain, his face was hideous, his facial features were distorted, and he obviously couldn't accept what he was going through in front of him.

Looking at Wu Guangyuan's miserable appearance, Xu Yan's eyes were cool, and she said, "Xing Jun? How did that waste come to be. ”

Wu Guangyuan lowered his head, his body trembled, but there was still no resentment and grief on his face, and he gasped: "I heard...... He didn't know where to find a few helpers, and by his side, there was a scythe centipede of the Legendary Realm. ”

"What I can't get, others don't want to get, originally funded Luo Hai to set up the Great Realm Gate as a base, but now that the success has fallen short, I don't have the patience and no time to support another person, destroy it, just use those thousands of lives to sacrifice my epic realm......" Looking at Wu Guangyuan's painful expression, Xu Yan not only did not have a trace of sadness, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, just like a bloodthirsty demon, which made people shudder.

Wu Guangyuan, who tightly wrapped his severed finger with his right hand, nodded desperately, his expression was miserable, and his face was even more pale as ash.

Ignoring Wu Guangyuan's expression at all, Xu Yan stepped forward, and the jade feet stepped on the blood without worry, one step, two steps, adding a strange aura to this room.

The mouth of the green bamboo snake and the needle on the tail of the wasp.

This woman of unknown age, dressed in red, in addition to charm and femininity, there are also endless cold and ghosts...... (To be continued.) )