The night wind didn't even look at them, hands flashing, the water kirin, with the clouds on its back disappearing like cold.

The middle-aged man stood up.

He looked down at Uncle Cheng and the lion he had summoned. The sarcasm on his face was even worse.

“I really don't get it, knowing it's just futile and dead, why do you always have to do this senseless resistance? ”

Uncle Cheng bites his teeth without answering a word.

Inspired by consciousness, the brown lion roared and pounced at the middle-aged man.

“Do you think dragging me down with your own life and summoning beasts will earn you a life for your younger generations? ”

“Oh, stupid. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly, with some pity in his eyes, "In my eyes, you are nothing but ants. If the ants climb any further, I can crush them as easily as I stretch out my legs and step on them. ”

The next moment, the figure of a man at high altitude suddenly disappeared.

The lion is empty.

Uncle Cheng's eyes were wide open and his face was frightened.

Bang--!

A “corpse” filled with blood was thrown in front of him.

This is a young girl, just in her twenties, with a very good talent for drawing.

She looks cute and has a lovely personality.

"Uncle Cheng” is the sweetest thing to laugh at.

And at this moment, that vibrant little girl has turned into a cold corpse.

There is a bowl-sized hole in the belly that contains a burnt gut.

His little white face was stained with blood and his eyes were wide open as if he didn't believe he was dead.

Uncle Cheng began to tremble with his sword in his hand.

The lion who returned to him also growled angrily.

However, this is not over.

Bang bang bang...!

Second, third, fourth...

All the young brothers who escaped, the young spirited brothers who were supposed to have a better future.

It all turned into a cold corpse at this moment.

Tears blurred Uncle Cheng's gaze sometime.

He trembled violently, dying to a middle-aged man, with a hatred that could not be lost with him.

“Don't look at me like that. ”

The middle-aged man smiled softly, "The tears and growls of the weak are just jokes. ”

Uncle Cheng muttered: “Why exactly? Our family and your Lan Empire have no enemies. What exactly did the Master do? We have no idea. Why kill us? ”

“How do I know that?” The opposite man opened his mouth and revealed his ugly teeth with yellow hair and black hair, and the tumor on his forehead trembled slightly, "the man asked me to kill, and I was just a sword in his hand. If the master wants you dead, you must die! ”

“Well, enough has been said. There is not much time until [Mixed Sky Cave Mansion] reopens. I cannot take the risk of smashing the master. So, are you breaking yourself, or are you gonna let me dig up your stomach? ”

Uncle Cheng roared and suddenly lifted his sword and rushed up. “Even if you die, I will make you pay! ”

Lions similarly roared, revealing sharp fangs.

The middle-aged man laughed and reached out his hands, his elongated fingers slowly growing black fingernails.

All of a sudden, it snatches like a cat into the air.

“Ow --!!! ”

The lion shouted a painful cry and fell to the ground.

Uncle Cheng was only aware of the severe pain coming from the sea. A scream came out of his mouth and fell to the ground.