Looking at the six people on the other side standing motionless on the opposite side, no matter how much I made up the picture for the next second, I felt like I was going to be beaten by the group and until I was not recognized. Angry and shouted, "Isn't it a foul for six people to look like this!"

A magnetic bass suddenly resounded throughout the arena, "Only Ouyang Wei in the center is a contestant, and the other five people in cloaks are just her shadow figures, and they are not fouls." ”

Shadow man, these two words suddenly sounded, and suddenly my head, which didn't have much stuff, buzzed. This strange move was recorded in the diary that Redthorn left me, and although most of the diary records that he was eyebrow-to-eye with a girl with long legs and a white face, and had plump breasts, he still wrote down the abilities that this girl possessed at the end of the humble end. Shadow people, like the wind, disappear from time to time. The filmmaker signed a contract with the waiter, was refined by the master and died, becoming a medicine man, the body has been destroyed, the ability is retained, and the soul is stored on the body of the waiter like a phantom beast, tirelessly, until death! Later, after consulting the ancient books and finding the information of the filmmaker, I couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, what surprised me was not that the person who had the filmmaker had never been defeated against the sky. It's a filmmaker...... Refining time, need to be ...... For a whole year, and until the last day, the shadow man will not die, and the slightest trace in the middle will boil your body, dismember, corrupt, infest, poison...... In the end, there is a layer of skin left, and the pain of the process of slowly peeling off the soul from the body is completely unbearable!

Knowing the horror of the other party, I calmed down, took a few deep breaths and adjusted my muscles slightly, but it was obvious that a large part of my muscles did not listen to my movements at all, but only replied to the stinging pain that disturbed my heart. The power of the explosion can be imagined, think about the scene of the "ghost explosion", thousands of ghost pills suspended in the air, if it weren't for my dog jumping over the wall and pig jumping off the house in a hurry to comprehend the "smear" This anti-heaven life-saving magic technique, if every ghost pill exploded on my body...... In an instant, it will become a tonkatsu in a food stall, think of the charred outside and tender on the inside, fresh and fatty, juicy, crispy and delicious, and full of aroma. Thinking about it, he ran away, and Harazi went straight to ......

Ouyang Wei looked at the opponent's face staring at her chest and becoming more and more obscene, and her anger rushed directly to the ends of her hair, and her face became more red because of anger, becoming more gorgeous. If he hadn't been able to move now, he would have castrated this bastard himself. But now......

"Faith, you focus his attention on you, I still need time. Ouyang Wei just moved her lips, and her body was like a stiff piece of wood except for the ups and downs of her breathing, but her sexy standing posture did not prevent her from seeing that this girl was very material.

When a shadow man heard this, he confidently threw his cloak up as if he had come to life. The messy beard, the sagging pectoralis major muscles, the bloated body, and the shameless wearing of tights, all kinds of wonderful factors show a wonderful quality of this shadow man, simple two words, hooligan, plus frivolous extension, debauchery, slutty, smile, prodigal airplane head, disgusting and confused eyes...... Stinky rascals!

An unusually attractive baritone suddenly remembered that an unusually attractive story, an unusually attractive book, instantly drew my attention to him!

"The Golden Vase Plum Chapter 13 ........................"

The uncle's eyebrows fluttered, his expression was like Ximen Qing when he was doing something with Pan Jinlian, and Ouyang Wei's face when he listened to his filmmaker talk about it was like Wu Dalang who was watching his wife and Ximen Qing do something, the audience and I were fascinated by it, and Ouyang Wei listened to it like ashes.

Finally, some of the filmmakers couldn't stand it, the man with the rose in his hand took off his cloak, and the son was dressed in noble Western medieval clothes, his golden hair was like wheat bathed in the sun after maturity, and his dark green eyes were like a distant forest. romantically gave the audience a flying kiss and a charming look

Gui Gongzi looked at his teammates who were still talking about "Golden Plum Bottle" with disdain, and waved his hand impatiently, I said that after you become a fall, you are embarrassed to appear, this battlefield belongs to my "love"!

The uncle didn't say anything, just accepted the book a little reluctantly, walked to the corner silently, and just turned his head and scolded, "Qi, you are just, flesh, desire, wearing a beautiful coat.

"Love" was full of anger on his face, and the rose in his hand turned, and under the action of centrifugal force, the red petals spun and flew up, but instead of withering, they were shrouded in crimson light, swirling in the air, and slowly turning on the chest of the noble son. The five fingers of "love" were combined, and the rose petals instantly swelled up to fill the sky of most of the arena. The five fingers of "love" gathered and waved towards "faith", and the petals in the sky quickly gathered into bundles as if they had received an order, like a scepter that reached the sky, sweeping towards the obscene middle-aged uncle like a thousand pounds. And faith was like a leather ball, the moment it touched the bouquet, it paused for a second, and as the huge body shot like a cannonball to the edge of the arena, with a loud noise, the whole wall shattered and dented, and the broad fat body slammed heavily on the ground, and then never moved again.

I'm tired, what's the situation, is there infighting, and doesn't it mean that the shadow man won't die, why did that obscene uncle like me die like this, is there a mistake in the record!

Suddenly the edge of the arena remembered the earth-shattering snoring, and I fell asleep!!!!!!!

After taking a few deep breaths under various complex emotions such as anger, awakening, dog blood,, cheating dad and scolding mother, etc., I slowly calmed down, how to say that I am also a person who has experienced life and death, I stared at the noble son who called himself "love", thinking that at least the one who slept in the past is now gone.

I moved my body, my heart tightened, the blood rushed directly to my body, with a long roar from the sky, in the wilderness, there was only a kind of barbarism and coldness, a roar of injustice against the world, the anger of the world that was suppressed in the depths of my mind, a man in white reappeared in his childhood, but with further memories the head seemed to explode.

Hongthorn, who hurriedly returned to his seat, found that Zhang Lan's word "barbarian" suddenly became unprecedentedly obvious. "How is it possible" Redthorn had a ghostly expression on his face, "Damn's plan is all in vain, Zhang Lan's unsealing speed is far faster than all of us imagined!" At this time, Redthorn was like an ant on a hot pot, standing restlessly, and suddenly a flash of light swept his eyes, and Redthorn looked in the direction of the original light, it was a black shadow holding two swords. Then the shadow turned into a cloud of black flocculent and disappeared into thin air. Except for the red thorn, no one noticed that there was anything strange in that corner.

Redthorn seemed to be completely relaxed, sitting quietly in the audience, looking at Zhang Lan in the arena. Sneered and muttered to himself, "Shadow Sect Master, you've finally arrived. ”

"Kill!" my body continued to expand, the speed at which my hair could be seen was growing, and the proportions of my face and my entire body were constantly changing, and when my hand could only be called a murder weapon and dragged on the ground, my body was already the size of three people! "Werewolf ultimate form, ultimate!" This is the highest form I can control myself, but when I hear most of the people in the audience shouting, "It's a Pekingese dog!" I want to lose control inexplicably.

"Love" tilted his head with interest and smiled, "It seems that some of them have played." With a slight wave of his hand, all the roses were ordered, like thousands of red romantic blades stabbing at me.

I blocked my hands in front of me, and the area of my mutated wolf-like hands could completely block my upper body, but it was necessary to resist the sea of life-killing spear blades...... "Eight Extremes Xuan—Tyrannical Emperor!" With a roar of rage, the wolf hair on my entire arm stood up and became as hard as steel. When thousands of roses slashed at my arm, it made a sound similar to hitting a crystal, and it is no wonder that the werewolf form turned on the storm again, holding the thunder in my hand, and the tube explosion could not hurt me in the slightest. But the strange thing is that even if I opened the Tyrant Royal, I still took an ordinary kitchen knife and cut me half-mutilated, but the Tyrant was more than enough to resist this level of attack.

I smiled slightly and watched as the noble son's green muscles burst out, waving his right hand again and again, thousands of roses turned into saw knives, and slashed at me again and again, as if from the judgment of the gods on mortals. And the reason why mortals are judged is because they are blessed by God, and God has never blessed ghosts, and God is not qualified to judge me now!

I just lifted it lightly with my giant claws, and the rose knife shattered as if it had slashed an invisible wall, and scattered on the ground. As I arrived, more and more roses lost control and floated to the ground, and the whole arena was paved with a layer of red romance. In the end, the noble boy was so tired that he was panting and bent down, I looked at the last rose petal that slowly fell, and raised my wolf finger, and the petal was cut into two pieces the moment it touched the nail......

"Anyway, this thing of roses will only break a woman's heart, for me, this kind of thing is just soft and fragile. I walked slowly towards him, and though I wasn't sure if tearing the shadow man apart would end the life that shouldn't exist, I slowly raised my mutated claws.

"yes, ahem...... but I don't think roses are weak!!"

He raised his head suddenly, his pupils emitting a poisonous green and cold aura, and his originally handsome face was distorted by the killing, no matter how heroic he was before, now it seemed like a necromancer from the abyss, longing for all the people to fill the Nine Hell he was in!

I instinctively stepped back, only to realize that all the roses had surrounded me, like an invulnerable cage, and my tyranny could only resist the front, meaning...... Is it that I will die......

The roses gradually sliced open, and my skin, the gushing blood, the pain of tearing my nerves, and the slowly darkening sight all testified to the rapid loss of my vitality. However, on the contrary, more scenes flashed by memories, and unconsciously some strange things appeared in this broken and broken body. A familiar man in white, a strangely built cabin, a large wooden barrel for bathing, thousands of antagonisms, a promise that can no longer be fulfilled...... Scattered and fragmented memories are like colored raindrops, floating in the gray sky, although the world is big, there is nowhere to call home. I feel a little sweet in my memory, but in the end, it is difficult to hide the sadness after irretrievability.

What is sad, I don't know, what is hurt, there is no solution...... I can only feel myself slowly falling into an eternal space, a space of death. Everything falls into the dimension of timelessness, and a warm feeling gradually surrounds you and makes you not want to struggle.

But how can I die here! I'm a god!!!!!!!!!! I promised that man, I will live in his place!! even if I live to rebel against the whole world, even if this world is destroyed together!

Gui Gongzi smiled and watched the red and sticky blood flowing from the gap in the rose cage, but his smile quickly froze at the corner of his mouth, because in an instant, his entire body was left with a head that had not yet had time to land, and his body was turned into gravy in an instant. His head slowly fell to the ground, and a wolf's foot stepped on his handsome face.

The sound of the broken trachea is particularly hollow, "What...... But before he could spit out the last word, his head turned into a pile of residue and blood mist.

Red Thorn stood up tremblingly, and he saw that the word "barbarian" on Zhang Lan's head had been shattered. He ...... He...... Already a god...... It's over!"

At this time, Zhang Lan didn't have a trace of anger or emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and he couldn't even feel his energy, just stood quietly and slowly spit out a few words, "If you want to kill me, come here." ”