The guillotine has been opened, and death is approaching.

There are no other officials on the side, the new love seems to be asleep, and he looks like a coolie moving mountains, and the tired can never wake up from a sleep.

The blade was writhing cold, no one had come in to wipe the blade, no barrel leaning against the side.

The teacup in the hand of the lamplightman suddenly floated up and suddenly floated to the table, and his hand did not move.

This technique is simply unbelievable and incomprehensible, maybe the mysterious masters in the rivers and lakes have mysterious power.

Wusheng is such a person, and so is the lamplightman who kills life.

The dog-headed man stared coldly at the light-killing lampman, "My knife is here, where is your life-killing lamp?" ”

The Lamplightman's breathing gradually became more and more rapid, but his expression was still extremely calm and calm, without a trace of unsteady.

No matter who you are, it is not easy to have such composure.

This kind of composure does not come by words, nor is it learned, no one will teach this composure, and this kind of scholarship will not be recorded in books, this kind of composure can only be absorbed in countless painful experiences, and can only be comprehended by countless desperate attempts on the verge of death.

So this kind of composure is not something that ordinary people can have.

"You want to see my Death Lamp?"

"Yes, I'd love to see how the Death Lamp kills, how it kills someone else?"

"My light is there." The Killer Lampman looked coldly at the guillotine.

His hand was raised, and there was no lamp in his hand, and nothing else.

There was no lamp in his hand.

There was only one lamp in the house, an oil lamp.

The oil lamp was still writhing violently, as if it couldn't stand this murderous and murderous aura.

The doghead was stunned.

He had no lamp in his hand, nothing, and no deadly lamp in the house.

Why is the lightman who doesn't have a lamp so calm? Could it be that he really doesn't need a life-killing lamp to kill people, and the life-killing lamp in his hand is just a disguise?

The cold wind is howling.

The sound under the eaves was stronger and more ferocious.

"You don't have a lamp in your hand, and there's no deadly lamp here."

"Yes." The Death Lamp Bearer suddenly smiled coldly, "The Death Lamp is not for people to see. ”

The green tendon at the corner of the dog's eye was beating violently, and the lamp of the deadly lampman was indeed not an ordinary murderous weapon.

Although he has no vivid experience with the spear god, although his physical strength has not yet recovered, although he has faced the dog-headed priest who has killed countless people, the deadly lampman is still very calm, calm as a cornerstone, which is really unbelievable.

Without extraordinary wisdom, there would be no such calmness, and without experiencing too many life-and-death battles, there would be no such calmness.

This man seemed to be completely calm, waiting for someone else to die.

The doghead was gasping for breath.

The life-killing lampman actually made the dog's heart unstable, and he couldn't kill people if he was unstable, especially the master, not only could not kill, but he was also easy to kill.

Kobauren understands this very well.

"The Death Lamp is used to kill people?"

"Yes." The Killer Lampman stared coldly at the guillotine, and the chill on the blade was even colder, "Until the time to kill, it will never appear." ”

The dog head sneered.

He deeply remembered that the life-killing lamp of the lightman floated towards the quick knife Xiaofang, and when he floated past, a cold light suddenly appeared, an urgent and cold light.

Quick knife Xiaofang died in that cold light.

He suddenly wondered if he would die in that cold light, and he couldn't wait.

"Is it time to kill?"

"Almost."

The dog head doesn't understand, what does it mean?

Isn't he waiting for his own unstable heart?

As long as the heart is unstable, that hand will not be stable, and if the hand that kills is unstable, wait to be killed, not to kill.

He has always understood this very well, so his heart is still very stable until now, as if it was made of iron and stone, and in the face of any reason, in the face of any person, he does not want to break his heart, and then he is unstable, waiting to be slaughtered.

The hand is still on the tail, the guillotine has been completely lifted, and the blade is completely revealed.

"Approximate amount?"

"It's almost just one thing to wait for." The smile of the deadly lampman was cruel and vicious.

The viciousness seems to be a beast in the night, admiring the lamb under its paws.

The dog-headed is not a lamb, he can easily make others become lambs, "What are you waiting for, are you waiting for me to die, so that you don't have to do it." ”

"Yes, I am waiting, but not waiting for you to die."

"And what are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to be unstable, as long as you have the slightest instability, my lamp will appear, and it can kill you if it appears." The life-killing lampman looked at the dog head coldly, "One move is deadly, and it doesn't take much effort, it's my consistent style." ”

"It's the same when you kill Xiaofang."

"Yes, it's the same if I kill anyone." The voice of the Killer Lampman paused, and suddenly continued, "Even the Spear God is lifeless. ”

"It's the same with you killing the gun god and not being alive?"

"Yes, but you won't kill him."

"Then if you kill me, can't you kill me?"

The Killer Lampman sneered, "That depends on how much you can do." ”

The doghead gritted his teeth and stared coldly at the hand, which was still not a trace of instability, and there was no deadly lamp.

"You're ready to make a move."

The Death Lampman stared coldly at the dog's guillotine, staring coldly at the hand resting on the tail, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry to die, and I'm not in a hurry to kill you." ”

The doghead gritted his teeth.

This person is far more able to endure than he imagined, and he is far more able to wait than he imagined.

He suddenly felt that he was unfortunate to face such an opponent.

That's what he thought, and maybe so was the Lamplightman.

No one spoke, and they were clearly reluctant to speak.

Dead.

The murderous intent in the room was even stronger.

Fluttershy is overwhelmed by the pressure, and she's about to collapse.

The cold sweat on his back gushed out wildly, slowly sliding down, like a poisonous snake swimming.

This kind of pressure is not very often, maybe for the first time, and she hopes that this pressure is also the last.

She stared into lifeless eyes, opening her mouth but not uttering a word.

Her words seemed to have been crushed to death by this pressure, crushed to death invisibly.

Wusheng gently caressed her body and leaned to the side softly, "Don't be afraid, it's safe here, and there's not a trace of danger here." ”

Fluttershy tries to smile bitterly, but she can't.

But there is a secret bitterness in my heart, bitter and painful.

The doghead suddenly stared at the breathing of the deadly lampman, who was already breathing heavily, "You're starting to get unsteady." ”

The Lamplightman was silent.

He seems to be reluctant to speak, and speaking can sometimes make him unstable.

"I've sensed that you're not that stable." The dog head looked coldly into the eyes of the deadly lampman, "Your chance to kill me is running out." ”

The Lamplightman was silent.

It was true that his breathing was unsteady, and it was true that the opportunity to kill was numbered, but his hand was still steady.

This is a very peculiar hand.

Peculiar stability, peculiar without a trace of instability, peculiar stopped there, did not move at all.

It seems like he will never be able to move.

"But you're no better, aren't you?" The killer lampman was staring at the green tendons on the dog's forehead, and the green tendons kept beating.

The dog head was silent and sneered, "You ......." ”

"Did I say it was right, and I felt very uncomfortable?" His hands were strangely steady, but his smile was strangely vicious and cruel.

"Yes, I'm uncomfortable, and you're right." The kobold chuckled, "So what? Will you make a move? ”

The Lamplightman was silent.

Because he didn't dare, he wasn't sure to kill the dog's head, not at all, so once he shot, he would be easily killed by him and die under that guillotine.

Maybe dying under that guillotine knife is not to die in two, nor to die in three, but to die in countless pieces, maybe you will die into flesh.

He didn't want to die like this, this kind of death was really undesirable to face, let alone endure.

The lamp did not appear, and the lampman did not move.

The hand was still in front of it, and there was no weapon in the hand, no weapon, but it was enough to conjure a weapon in an instant, and kill people with an invisible weapon.

Killing someone is as simple as that, and it's so complicated.

If you are not a Jianghu person in this era, it is difficult to experience the murderous intent, the murderous aura inside, and the murderous intent inside.

The chill of the blade gradually thickened, and the hand was vaguely leaning on it, "You can make a move." ”

He said it again, hoping that the Lamplightman would do it.

The lightman didn't move, not a single finger moved, but the cold sweat on his forehead was already moving.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry to be reincarnated, and I'm not in a hurry to send you to reincarnation." The killer lampman gritted his teeth, stared coldly at the guillotine, stared at the hand on his tail, "If you are in a hurry, you can strike first, I didn't run away, I will wait for you to make a move." ”

The doghead was silent.

"Don't you dare to do it?" The Killer Lampman's smile was even stronger, "You don't dare to do it?" Do you also have people who don't dare to do it? ”

The doghead nodded.

"Every time you kill someone, do you have to wipe every inch of the guillotine?"

The doghead nodded.

It was his habit, it had not changed for many years, but why did this man ask such a thing? Is it a deliberate irritation?

Fluttershy smiles bitterly.

The appearance of these two people easily reminded her of two roosters sticking their necks, waiting for a good opportunity to bite each other's bodies.

This kind of waiting is not only disgusting and tiresome, but also frightening and panicking.

Wusheng Rourou hugged him and gently caressed her body, "Are you still afraid now?" ”

Fluttershy struggles and nods.

She was so frightened that the heart in her stomach seemed to jump out of her voice.

Wusheng sighed softly.

"There's no danger here, not at all."

Fluttershy stares at lifeless eyes with no change in her expressionless face.

There was no trace of emotion in the empty eyes, let alone a trace of fear or panic.

She was secretly surprised, at this time, this stone statue was not unstable in the slightest, which was really incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

Her body was soft and powerless, but his body was as hard, calm and steady as a stone statue.