I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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Sitting in the corner.

The eyes of Zheng's line of light flipped.

The ear, whispering is conflicted.

"kill him……"

"kill him!"

"kill him!!!"

The number is unclear, let his reason are gradually lost.

He feels that in his flesh, it seems that there is countless ants in the mouth.

pain!

itch!

pain!

Inner, it is even more imaginary.

Be sure to find something, fill this empty virtual.

However, the only one can fill this emptiness.

Only kill him!

Correct!

Kill him, you won't hurt.

It will not itch.

Not painful!

kill! kill! kill!

The ear of the ear is urging.

Let his face began twitching and twisted in the sputum.

The bones sounded.

So he laughed.

Smile is incomparable.

Laman like a mental hospital.

His eye beads continue to turn in the eye nest.

The whole world, it has become blurred in his eyes, distorted.

His mind fell to a dark dark virtual air.

The outer body of the body is stimulated in his heart.

He slowly stood up.

In the place where he is not far away, He Wan also slammed into the twist.

They have two slowed together.

Their body appeared like a metal collision.

This sound, even echoing each other.

Thus, the mouth of the mouth of the mouth is open.

The chin is the same as the snake.

Sensen white bones inside exposed.

The people around, seeing this scene, some psychological fragile girls screamed.

"There is a ghost!"

The crowd began to embrace.

And both of them, but they started turning.

Under the eyes, the eyes of their eyes were beads, and the whole burst came.

The worm is the same, climbed from the bloody eye.

"Wonderful late at night!"

They screamed.

The ear of the ear is encouraged.

Then, in their body, a root thorn, penetrating the skin and muscles.

Open behind them.

........................................

The pine is back against the chair.

The triangle head wearing a head is a bit comfortable.

"It is worthy of my own choice!" He praised.

On the head, the host, the host, is in passion, introducing the 'Nightmare Legend'.

What is the epoch-making virtual technology, the online game vocabulary such as the second life is constantly coming out.

This is in the past, it can be confused.

But now, he just wants to laugh.

I am afraid, he is now actually a legend of the so-called nightmare.

Not clear, what is it?

But he knows.

That is a filial piety of the two loyalty.

A toy that makes him practicing.

Just like a child, Mom and Dad played back to the building blocks for him to exercise.

Start from scratch, exercise his toys in all aspects.

Thinking of these, spiritual peace has consciously controlled his thoughts.

Although, today his 'smart' degree is pressed.

Occasionally think about, no nature.

But after all ...

Still don't think too much.

I think too much.

In case it is too much, it will become too smart.

That is finished!

He is now, you have to control yourself.

Especially your own thinking.

"Hey!" He couldn't help but sigh: "As a network author, this is not good!"

"Always like to think!"

At this time, the host on the stage suddenly stopped the introduction of passion.

His face appeared in a horrified color.

I have passed the frightening call.

"There is a ghost!"

"Ghost!"

The spirit is turning over and looks back.

One corner of the venue, a mess.

Many people run away from rolling.

And in the center of chaos, two monsters are being formed.

Their body inside, a spurs convex.

Let their appearance becomes twisted.

Those bones are penetrated and launched behind them.

Like the peacock of open screen, it seems like a flower bud.

Those spurs, bending to the ground.

Let them move as spiders, quickly move, sprint.

Target ...

It seems to be him!

"Wonderful late at night!"

In the mouth, they have been thoroughly deformed, and the two tongues, the split granulation screams.

There is no number of people along the road, and they are swept away by their bones, like sweeping garbage.

The spiritual week, and there is also a panic.

One person stands up.

"Town!" Has a majestic voice.

A symbol is hit.

"Lock!" Also someone waved, released a gold-chain chain.

But unfortunately ...

The speed of the two monsters is too fast.

More fast than lightning!

Moreover, the bones of their body, seems to have natural immunization, and all the spirological laws.

So, just blinking, these two monsters broke through the blockade.

Their head is completely cracking.

A sharp turn of the knife, spoke from a head.

Snow white knife, rolled up countless ripple.

In another skull, spurt a group of red poisonous fog.

At this electric light rock, the moment.

There are also people in the crowd.

A burly big man, high altitude.

His body suddenly expanded.

"Meat Mountain!" He finally read the spell.

It is as heavy as the mountains.

"Wine Lake!" In his mouth, spit out Thunder.

"Money!" A copper coil, throwing from his hand.

"Zanglo!"

These throwing copper money, turned into a shackle, and the man sitting on the chair and connecting the triangle cover.

While shooting, this has expanded to a man with several meters high, and the summon: "Zhu Jun, don't do it at this time, when?"

"Do you want to sit in?"

"Say well!" In the crowd, a person fiercely slammed.

A sword light suddenly stabbed.

The sword in the hand, blooms the colors.

..............................

Yin Mingxiu looked horror, the two things like a monster in a nightmare, come straight.

That root thorn, shrouded her whole body.

Already on the top of the head.

Fear, immediately swept the whole body.

Under the cover of the bone, the knife is used to poison, such as shadow.

Distance, a giant that suddenly swells, throwing a piece of copper money.

Copper money is shackled, one by one.

There is a sharp sword light, straight thorn.

She was frightened and escaped.

Body tremble.

"Don't be afraid!" At this time, the spirit of the son, and suddenly touched her head.

Listening to the voice of the spirit, inexplicable, Yin Mingxiu puts down.

Everything in front of you will become insignificant.

Yes!

What kind of person is a spirit?

This district is thief, but it can be suppressed against the backhand.

I looked at the wooden sticks held in the hands of the spirit, and gently fell.

then……

That a bit of mottled pigments lit up.

It's like an eye, open it.

"Hehehe!" The spirit of the spirit under the head smiled.

The sound is very gentle, like a spring breeze.

But it is very horrible.

It's like the midnight butcher, I am looking at the poor victim and make a laughter.