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Yang Shuo's fists were clenched, and his heart seemed to be in sudden arrest at that moment.

The woman died.

This stunner with a beautiful face fell alone in the wilderness, his brain was even shot three meters away, and an eyeball rolled down to the feet of the unicorn, which was very bloody and full of weirdness.

There are no arrows on the ground, it is pure nuclear energy.

There are several possibilities to cause this kind of damage, or some powerful elemental envoys to condense nuclear energy into the shape of an arrow, but this is extremely demanding for the caster, if you want to condense the power into this, the lowest level also needs to be epic, which is a bit contradictory, a realm higher, do you still need to rely on sneak attacks? This obviously doesn't make sense.

Then, there may only be one left, and that is that the opponent is holding a weapon belonging to the famous weapon spectrum, and a longbow that does not need to kill the enemy with arrows.

A sigh of ice? Or the withered or the souls of the dead?

Those masters who built longbows didn't seem to like to install bowstrings on these famous weapons, and in Yang Shuo's memory, there were at least three longbows that could exert this kind of damage.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

Who would have thought that from beginning to end, these killers were just a bait, they used their bodies as bait, step by step, and the purpose of their lives was just to lure out the woman in the carriage.

At this time, the pride of women seems so pale and ironic.

She could no longer arrogantly regard other people's lives as ants, because she had lost this ability.

"No!" A terrible scream disrupted Yang Shuo's thoughts.

It was the Dou Qi Master, his face was extremely pale, not because of too much blood flowing, but because of panic and trembling.

The face of the fighting spirit master trembled, there was disbelief, fear, and panic, but there was no concern and heartache, he was afraid, not because of the woman's death, but because of the impact that the woman's death brought to him.

"Revenge, you must find the murderer, you must find the murderer, by the way......" The Douqi Master panicked, like a person who had fallen into the water to find driftwood, he stumbled to the surviving guards, and roared: "Find him, kill him for me!" ”

The two who had just obeyed him did not move.

The fatal blow just now still made them feel uneasy, they didn't have the confidence to escape under that kind of attack, the two sides were obviously not opponents of the same level.

After?

This seems a little ridiculous.

"Hurry up, do you want to die? Do you want to die as a family? Thinking about her identity, we can't escape at all, only by finding that ambusher can we have a chance to live, hurry up, you two sons of bitch, hurry up! ”

The Dou Qi Master's face was hideous, and there was no trace of coldness at all.

The two ponytails and hounds who were guarding the carriage and survived by luck had their heads down, so that people could not see their expressions at all.

"Cowards, waste, you ...... Want to die? Do you think you can pick it out? They're going to kill your parents, your children, your loved ones, they're going to cut off their limbs and they're going to humiliate them like dogs, we're ......"

Halfway through his words, his voice froze in vain, he raised his head in disbelief, a hound who had once been his confidant stared at him with a blank expression, the bladed weapon pierced his chest, he trembled a few times, his eyes were full of nostalgia for life, and his mouth rattled with a murmur.

It was obviously not the first time that the hound had done such a thing, and he pulled it back and stabbed it again, and the Douqi Master fell to the ground and lost his breath.

Ponytail obviously didn't expect the hound to make a move, he looked a little surprised, and muttered, "Hound, are you really crazy?" You ......"

"What's wrong with me? Do you really want to die? The hound raised his head, his hands were even stained with blood, and then said gloomily.

"We can't go back, even if we bring the murderer back, we won't be able to live, we watched her die in front of us with our own eyes, how could the people behind her spare us?"

"But where are our families......"

"Forget about them, even if we go back, they will die the same, we have to survive, and then find a way to avenge them......"

The words pierced Ponytail's heart like a sharp blade.

The faces of his family appeared one by one, his parents died young, but he was lucky enough to become a godsend, he had a beautiful wife, and had a lovely daughter, in the past years, even if he was at the end of his life, he still felt happy.

But everything ended with the death of the woman, he knew the other party's methods and cruelty, and seemed to foresee the scene of his wife being abused and his daughter being slaughtered, he thought that he should go back, take all the faults, and do what a husband and father should do.

But he was afraid.

In the face of death, he chose to retreat.

The hound patted Ponytail's shoulder, his eyes were a little burning: "We went out this time to settle the payment, that is an amazing income, we can go anywhere with the nuclear crystal, what are we afraid of?" Can we start over, woman? Child? As long as we live, it will all come back to us. ”

Greed makes Ponytail a little excited.

There was some red in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help throbbing, and he showed a mixture of shock and despair to hide the unbearable in his heart, and he convinced himself that he knew how amazing the money was, and in the face of temptation, his inferiority was revealed.

There was silence all around.

The killer has not been seen since.

His goal has been achieved, which indicates that the other party has left?

This made Ponytail and the Hound feel a sense of surprise for the rest of their lives, and in the face of greed and survival, they completely abandoned their conscience.

The hound burrowed into the carriage as if looking for something.

Ponytail came to the woman's corpse, raised his hand and cut off the other party's arm with a knife, his expression became a little crazy, and he lowered his head and roared: "It's you!" You're the one who ruined it all! ”

Blood sprayed on his face, and he brutally dismembered the woman, which was a kind of venting, and the guilt and despair for his family completely exploded at this moment.

The hound jumped down, holding a bag in his hand, and his face was a little crazy: "It's hair, we're going to send it." ”

Ponytail seemed to have jumped into a cage, and he frantically raised his knife to slash, his face was almost distorted, and he even ignored the call of the hound.

The hound was a little anxious, he pulled the hair of the ponytail, and roared viciously: "You son of a bitch, the nuclear crystal is in hand, don't go crazy anymore, let's go!" ”

Ponytail calmed down, he gasped, his pupils gradually returned to normal, "It's all over!" He shed tears of remorse.

"The sneak attacker didn't show up, could it be that the other party really left?"

"The strength of the two of them is around the middle level of nuclear transformation, but they are confused, and in this case, they can't even exert sixty percent of their strength."

"Expensive nuclear crystals? It's just a fat meat that is delivered to the mouth. ”

Yang Shuo hung his head, a hint of murder flashed on his face covered by the treetops, and he felt that he should do something, such as...... Kill each other.

In the wild, black eats black is not a derogatory term.

Cicadas, praying mantises, yellow finch, and perhaps a hunter on the sidelines.

Yang Shuo pressed his hand to the treetops, and two cracks appeared, and in an instant, Ponytail and the Hound felt something, and they looked back, but their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats.

What do they see?

A large, menacing dragon head!

Yang Shuo's cold eyes did not have the slightest emotion, he looked at the figure below, and muttered to himself:

"The Killer Kills the ...... of Constant Killing"