Death Inquisitor

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He is incomparable, why should you choose to rest there, if it is not his words, it will not encounter this metamorphosis.

Of course, people with this idea are not just one. When Zhang Di is found that he can't convince the Sichuan Sicho, he suddenly tilted all his anger to Wang Bin's body.

"I blame you for this stupid, blame you! If you are not you, I will not be caught by this metamorphosis!" Zhang Di's eyes stared at Wang Bin.

In this matter, Wang Bin also knows that he is a responsibility to bear unclear.

But he is now unlucky, all of which are the same situation. In addition, Zhang Di can sell them to himself, I will sell them, so Wang Bin is also a non-routine: "You are a stupid, you think that Laozi is willing! Now Fart! What is the use? "

Zhang Di didn't think of Wang Bin, who had always been in front of himself, there is such a burden, dare to refute himself so, dare to take himself, and the face is very ugly.

When they were still in each other, there were countless eyes, except for pain, the rest is desperate. After cutting his mouth, the knife started to visit Zou in his body, and finally stopped in his XIA body: "This may destroy my art, so, let's first Remove it. "

Wu Yifa didn't speak the mouth, keeping hard to Zhang He, it seems to have something to say, just now he can't say it, it can only be expressed by shaking.

Looking at this panic, Sichuan Yichir said very disdain: "This is a man's inferior root, you are just ingredients now, you will die sooner or later, why should I care about this extra thing? Or because of your heart Useless things look too heavy, you look at me, I have already cut this extra thing, as long as I can, I can pursue my art wholeheartedly! "

The barrage area has become lively because of the words of Chuan Tian Liro.

"I am going, the modern version of the east is unbeaten?"

"Don't insult my idol, this dead shemale is only one eunuch, it is not qualified to be better than if it is unbeaten."

"Amount, upstairs, I want to ask, do you still have a small J?"

"I said why the scum of the Sun Country will have such a deep resentment for Xiao J? Doesn't he have been eaten by people before?"

"This is not good, it is estimated."

When the barrage area is still talking, the Kawa Chiro's knife has already picked Wu Yunk's trousers, I feel that my body is put into the wind, and Wu's eyes are full of blood, and he is constantly struggling It seems like a live fish in the hot pot.

Sichuan Yiling's evil charm smiled, just as I saw something very exciting: "This is so good, as long as a knife is over, you can remove all your own body, believe me, how much Time, you will feel the happiness that turns into art! "

The so-called happiness, Wu Yibai can't feel, the pain is a first step, and the speed of Kawata is really very fast, so Wu Yili scrapes his Ming root does not feel too much, but then then the wave Then a wave of shocks, he is little tolerant.

Blood is reddish, his body jian is hard, and the spin is soft. When he is comme, Sichuan is in the most appropriate time, tied in his DA leg. A knife, followed by force, Wu Shuntun was awake and woke up.

Sichuan Yiling was posted on his ear and said softly: "You are very good ingredients, if you are so coma, then many pains can't bear it, if you don't experience the pain, you How can the blood are pouring into your meat, and the meat is just a dead meat, I don't need that failed art. "

Wu Y is no way to say something, can only twist his body, in the eyes of the other two, is also full of fear, although they have not really been removed by Sichuan Sakairo Part of the part, but the light is to see the stimulus, it will be cold after them, and the head is numb.

And listening to this solar man's meaning, that is, they have these people, all have no way to escape this knife, this is better than killing them, they have to be more uncomfortable.

Wang Bin immediately shouted at Sichuan Yiro: "You have a beast, you have a knife, you will die, you are here to do this kind of fans!"

Sichuan Yiling looked at Wang Bin, loudly: "Don't worry, you are the best ingredient, so I will not be so fast, I have to stay in your body."

Zhang Di is like a dead ash, watching Sichuan Yiling has begun to cut a knife in Wu Yun, and his body is vaguely seems to feel the pain of the deep ru bone marrow, and it is not shaking from the autonomy.

"I beg you, I kill me directly, now kill me now." Zhang Di suddenly shouted: "Do you kill me, I don't want to look down again, I don't want!"

The Sichuan, who is busy with Wu Singer, as if he didn't hear Zhang Di, the whole gods looked at the big intestines in his hand, he had already gave Wu Yizheng to the belly, but his technique is in place, Wu Yunk It's not so dead now, but it can still maintain your awareness.

This is also the purpose of Sichuan Yiro. He needs to have a conscious brain. It is still secreted by all kinds of hormones of the body. Because only this, the meat will be the truly best art.

After putting the big intestine of Wu Yur's cut in the table, Sichuan Yiro said softly: "Now I will have an impact on your meat, I have all taken out, the rest is very simple ... "

Wu Y's consciousness is a bit blurred, but he can still hear what the Sichuan Chiro said, he doesn't know what is very simple, but the pain comes from all places in the body, which has made him completely collapsed, and now he is now I have already wanted to die.

If there is no condition for this suicide, Wu Yunning is willing to gather a few dozen knives, nor will it be willing to accept this incomparable pain.

The Sichuan Saki slowly spnsed in Wu Yur's neck, his hand was very stable, and it was also very careful. It was really like he said. He is doing this with the attitude of the art. Thing. .