The dark night, the icy cold wind, the vicious heart.

Their hearts may not only be vicious, but also cruel, ruthless, and heartless, not only to others, but also to themselves.

The leaves of the forest are still fluttering.

Another man fell, screaming and falling.

Fluttershy can't see them, but she can feel the man's body shaking, and then he doesn't move, her eyes staring at the dark sky.

The cold and unforgiving sky has no light, and it does not show light.

If the sky is affectionate, it will not give birth to light to bring convenience to them, and it is convenient for them to kill desperately.

People are desperate, and the guillotine is also moving.

The doghead's eyes stared straight ahead, staring at the deadly lampman.

There has always been a certain distance between them, not very far, not very close.

The dog head wants to get closer, thinking about going crazy, thinking about it to collapse, thinking as if it is an amorous girl, has been chasing her beloved, but has not been able to get her wish, has not been able to stick to her chest, enjoying tenderness and tenderness, releasing lovesickness and loneliness for many days.

He held the guillotine as if an amorous girl were holding a handkerchief, light and cheerful.

The life-killing lampman is desperately fleeing, but he can't stay away from a point, he desperately stays away, as if the handsome son is entangled by a lonely crazy woman, entangled to death, wants to separate but can't, the madwoman wants to possess his body, enjoy the pleasure and excitement, but the handsome son can't leave, and can't leave.

The guillotine is still fluttering, and his people are even more floating.

Who would have thought that the guillotine would become light and changeable in the hands of the dog's head?

A few points of cold light suddenly fluttered, and the dog's head suddenly fluttered, and the cold light suddenly settled into the body of a person behind.

The man suddenly fell down with a scream, the muscles on his cheeks throbbed a few times, and suddenly he calmed down, and fell limply on the cold, hard ground, no longer moving.

Half a green leaf suddenly fell on the man's cheek and floated away again.

This person was also staring at the sky in a daze, staring at the dark night, with a pair of eyes that could not be said to be resentful, resentful and murderous.

"Kobold, you're really not a thing." The Killer Lampman's mouth was gasping, and he seemed to be on the verge of weakness.

The dog-headed sneered, looked at the killer lampman coldly, and said coldly, "I'm not a good thing, so aren't you." ”

The killer lampman gritted his teeth, staring at the dog's head and the guillotine, but he couldn't separate any further.

"How much does your guillotine weigh? Is there a carload of women who weigh? ”

The dog head sneered, but was silent.

He obviously didn't expect the lamplightman to say such distressing words, and when he was desperate, he shouldn't have said such a thing, and he couldn't say it.

Whoever talks more nonsense like this may be killed by this nonsense.

The Lamplightman was not killed, so he continued, "You're really a big pig, big fool. ”

He said it very hard and seriously, as if he was afraid that the dog head would not be angry or annoyed.

People who are desperate must not be angry, if they are angry, they will definitely be unlucky, and they may be entangled by bad luck.

The guillotine suddenly slammed together.

A piece of clothing suddenly fell, and there was no blood on the blade, and there was no blood, which proved that the lampman was not unlucky.

"How? Are you afraid of this guillotine? ”

The lightman gritted his teeth, and suddenly jumped forward, swept not far away, stood upright on the branch, and looked at the dog's head.

The kobold didn't follow.

He stood coldly on the other branch, his hand was already caressing the dog's head, the blade was not closed, and the chill was still fluttering.

Falling leaves.

Half of the dozen officials were left, and suddenly they stood solemnly under the tree, motionless, expressionless, without a trace of joy or pain.

The branches swayed slightly, but the people above did not make a move.

The heavy and clumsy guillotine, falling on the branches, seemed to fall to the ground, calm and quiet, without a trace of shaking.

It's unbelievable, it's incomprehensible.

No one can figure out how this person did it, which is not something that normal people can do.

Such a person, such a guillotine, is not common.

The cold wind swept by, and a green leaf drifted towards the blade, and suddenly and far away, far away into the night, lonely and lonely drifting.

There was a kind of magic in this guillotine, an unbelievable force, a force that made the leaves closer.

The night is dark, and there is not a trace of dawn.

There was not a glimmer of light, only a cold wind, which kept hitting their faces and their hands.

The cold, merciless cold wind seemed to want to blow them away alive and blow them to death.

They didn't move, they stood motionless on the branches, only the trees moved, the trees were forested, and the trees writhed, as if the amorous girl was crying, lonely, trembling her body, enduring the torture of loneliness and lovesickness.

"Is my guillotine good?" The doghead smiled coldly, staring at the deadly lampman.

The Deadly Lampman clenched his teeth, gasping for breath, his body undulating, "Good, really good." ”

The doghead sneered, "How good?" ”

The cold smile actually showed a smug look, and the cold wind swept across his cheeks, but it couldn't fade a smile.

The smile on some people's faces, the cold wind not only can't fade the slightest, but will boost the strength.

The dog-headed priest sneered and stared at the deadly lampman, his cold smile seemed to be colder than the cold wind, and more vicious than the cold wind.

He was already waiting for the lamplightman to speak, admiring the man's tired, feeble body, as if he was happy, happy.

The Killer Lampman gasped and nodded, then shook his head again, sweat falling from his forehead.

"It's as good as it can be, and I really admire it." He smiled suddenly.

He actually laughed, at this time, he shouldn't have laughed, but he couldn't help laughing.

"You admire this guillotine?" The dog-headed sneered, and his smile was even stronger, intense and vicious.

This kind of smile can be easily disgusting, tiresome, and even vomit, which is not very polite to laugh.

"Yes, I really admire it." The Lamplightman slowly wiped the corners of his forehead, the sweat gradually disappeared, and his body gradually straightened.

The hand still didn't shake at all.

Without shaking, you can kill, and you can kill invisibly.

The person was already sneering not far away, and the guillotine seemed to be sneering, and the light of the cold knife was fluttering, as if he was smiling.

An icy smile.

The dog head sneered and stared coldly at the killer lampman, "How much do you admire?" ”

The life-killing lampman gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and spit out again, "I admire as much as you want." ”

"What do you admire about guillotine?" The dog head gently stroked the dog's head, and he stroked the dog's head as if she were a kind mother, caressing her beloved child.

"I admire everything."

"For example......."

"For example, if you admire that guillotine knife can cook pig dishes, you can make a lot of guillotines at once, and pigs will be happy when they see that guillotine." The Killer Lampman's smile was mocking.

The dog's smile suddenly disappeared, and every muscle on his cheeks suddenly tensed and throbbed, "You ......." ”

It was an insult, and he seemed to have been maddened by it.

The Lamplightman admired this expression, and seemed to be satisfied, but he was not satisfied, so he continued to insult, "If a pig sees that guillotine, it will be very happy and happy." ”

The doghead was silent.

The corners of his mouth twitched violently, and his body trembled strangely, as if he was about to go crazy with anger.

When he was angry, the guillotine seemed to be angry with him, and the light of the knife writhed, and the anger seemed to bite others to death at any time.

The guillotine trembled slightly, and the green leaves on the branches kept falling.

The guillotine has not changed, and the dog's head has not changed at all, but the green leaves of the branches have fallen.

The green leaves suddenly fell on the ground, and even the cold wind could not blow.

The cold wind is blowing.

The seven or eight men who stood stood motionless, as if they had become one with the earth.

The barrel did not move, the man did not move, the fallen leaves were already fluttering, and a fallen leaf suddenly floated in, and suddenly floated out again, and fell heavily to the earth.

Soft green leaves, cold and hard earth.

If the green leaves are affectionate, they may be sour, or they may be painful, because they should not have parted with the branches so early, they should have been able to enjoy the tenderness of the sun and the caress of the spring rain.

They can also bring tenderness and tenderness to the big area, and they also have the ability to bring vitality and excitement to the big area.

No one looks at them, and the withered green leaves may not be appreciated and loved by the world, no matter what the reason is, it is the same, and it will not be appreciated and loved by the world.

The sword light of the forest cold fluttered, and the branches and leaves fluttered more urgently.

The smile of the Killer Lampman was still there, and he was not satisfied, so he spoke again.

"You can give it a try, the pigs in the pigsty will be very happy, especially the sows, they will love it." The Lamp Killer admired the appearance of the dog's head, paused, and then suddenly continued, "They must like it to death, this guillotine is really wasted to kill people, and it should be ...... well." ”

He didn't finish his words, and suddenly he swept up.

The thick, tall tree below suddenly moved, and suddenly fell, and it became four or five sections.

The guillotine was obviously on the branch, and there was still a little distance, but the guillotine suddenly cut the tree into four or five sections.

The dog-headed priest looked at him coldly, swept up coldly, and suddenly came to the life-killing lamp man.

This action was so fast that the Deadly Lampman didn't even have time to think about it, and twisted his body desperately, only to find that his body was under the guillotine.

The Deadly Lampman held the dog's hand tightly and stared at the tail.

If the tail is pressed down, the body will be split in two.

The dog-headed smirked, pressing the deadly lampman under the guillotine with one hand, and pressing the guillotine down with the other.

Death is looming.

A pair of dog eyes stared at the dark night, as if they were very proud and happy.