MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v5 Chapter 8 This heart is crazy (2)

The **** whistling ice wind.

She has missed the loss of her life, but she has never lost her heart. However, at this moment, the Li family's wife is arrogant and arbitrarily cut, but she is speechless and only arbitrarily slaughtered.

Then a desolation of cognition.

It turns out that... she is no different from them. The so-called justice is incapable of being attacked by selfishness before making a choice. She has never been nobler than herself, as selfish, mean, shameless, and awkward!

Because of the inferiority of the world, one of the dogs in the world!

She stood in her life, but at the moment she finally fell into the dust.

From then on... How does she face herself at this moment?

The Li family is not laughing, no longer embarrassed.

She sat, leaning against the door wall, her neck slightly reclining, an eternal fixed posture.

She is dead.

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"what--"

He screamed and rushed to the sky, and the sound of his voice was not finished.

Meng Fu swayed like a whirlwind, and even the doors between the front and back yards did not go, and they broke through the walls of the two houses, and they wore them in the past.

She rushed out of the dusty smoke, did not use the real gas protection, and smashed a blood from her life. It was so bloody, sticking to the line of sight, and she violently screamed on her forehead, but she did not rub it.

Compared with the pain of depression and anger and anger, this pain is not enough!

Meng Fu ran wildly in the courtyard of the rain, rushing in the middle of a corpse.

She overestimated herself.

She thought she could face and bear the consequences of such a choice. She thought that she could use her life's mind and time to make up for her selfishness. However, when Li Jiaxin died in front of her eyes, she finally collapsed.

The heavens and the earth collapsed, and the universe swayed and drowned.

She already doesn't know what she wants to do, and she doesn't know where she is going. She only feels that the air is cold and snowy, but she is full of anger and anger. The pain in the bottom of her heart interacts with the overbearing medicinal sensation. Surging and rushing, looking for exits in all directions, those violent blood like a snake tied to her consciousness, clinging her to death, squeezing her breathing difficulties.

She wants to break free! Break free! Break free!

She screamed and ran!

In the front yard, the remaining forty people from the Li family’s property were collected. At this time, they have heard the movement.

In the room where Li Jiazheng lived in the old room, the windows and doors opened, and several people were explored. They looked around and looked at each other. "What voice? Ghosts and ghosts?"

Then they saw a black figure and ghostly set foot on the corridor.

Their eyes just saw a black figure on the promenade, and the next moment they felt that a black light had been rolled over, and there was something cold and electric that passed over their neck.

The heavens and the earth stopped forever at this moment, and the blood of the sky spurted out of the cavity. The head of the flying man saw four heads falling neatly outside the door. Four headless corpses fell into the door, and the corpse still kept a sneak peek. posture.

Meng Fu swayed onto the gallery and rushed past them with a knife.

Only one stroke!

One knife, four heads!

When the four heads landed, Meng Fu looked at it without looking at it. He lifted his legs and flew into the next one. At this time, the sound of the "咕咚" that came to the head was heard.

A purple cloak that is looking at the golden color of the lamp is listening to the sound and suddenly rises up. If the time has not yet come out, I feel that the light shadow is dark and then bright again. When it lights up, it has completely turned red.

That is his own blood.

He slowly bowed his head and found that when he had a big hole, a pale, **** hand was pulling out a black knife.

Then he saw the black clothes floating, the nose smelling the **** wind, and the shadows were gone.

He fell, the last consciousness is... that is not human.

Meng Fu shakes this moment and doesn't want to be a human being. It is too difficult to be a human being. It is better to be a devil!

Kill this shameless humanity and puncture this invisible sky!

She flew in the entire Li family's house, and it was a knife to see people. Later, the purple cloak rushed out to meet her. One of the men was very brave and even bullied her side. Meng Fu shook his nose and bones. , born to wear.

The bridge of the nose was hard, and the knife was not pulled out for a while, but there were people attacked behind the body. Meng Fu Sha did not pull out, even the body was picked up, and the face was mammoth!

It was fierce, and the people were shocked. Some people began to retire, and the purple cloak became more and more unsuccessful, so they died faster.

In the process of murder, Meng Fu Sha saw a water tank and arched two shadows of the tremors. The one who came out was the county magistrate and the township official. Meng Fu shook his hand to kill, and the two cried for forgiveness. They have no strength in their hands, and they are also powerless to save people.

Meng Fu’s knives will finally be collected and returned – what qualifications does she have to ask them to kill them? She is more despicable than them!

As soon as she raised her hand and opened the two men, she rolled her knife and continued to rush. She was full of blood and leaping. When she rushed to the throat, she seemed to be splashing. She knew that the side effects of the drug began to spread. Under the rest, but she can not stop, she only kept rushing, non-stop killing, in order to turn that heart of anger into the sky, wash away the pain of this moment.

Knife up... Knife down... Knife in... Knife out!

The blood is smothered, and no one is more red than anyone else!

That kind of violent killing, the running of the electric, it is very long to say it is very short, I do not know when to follow people, vaguely know that it is their own people, hidden guard, Tiecheng.

The hidden guard tried to stop her, she raised her hand and opened it.

"Help your master to go, roll!"

Iron into her eyes and blood red pulled her, she slaped a slap in the past.

"Why didn't you save? Why not save?"

The crisp slap in the face of the lightning was avoided, and the **** cry of the man was heard.

Do not cry this slap in the face, crying in life, no choice but to cry, the main **** wounds of the main son!

Meng Fu Sha is still in the hustle and bustle, people seem to have finished killing, she is still looking over the body, surrounded by her black figure, impetuous jumping hysterical.

Vaguely heard someone shouting: "Stop her to stop her!"

"Let her cry! Otherwise she will be crazy!"

The answer has already brought a cry, "can't stop wow..."

Crazy, it’s crazy, this world is so cold and cool, people are alive but they are taking advantage of that pain, it’s better to be crazy together!

Suddenly passed a faint shadow in front of my eyes.

She didn't seem to see it. She ran straight against the shadow fireball. She hit it like a sly, and she was forced to kill a person's strength. If you are in front of the mountain, it is a stone. It is a ghost, dare to stop me, and die. you!

The shadow did not let go.

"boom!"

She slammed into a warm arms.

The heavens and the earth are so cold and cold, only this embrace is as warm as ever.

Meng Fu was stiff and stiff, and the whole body shook. At this moment, her body was stiff and the inside was burning. The only thing that didn't have was the peace and warmth of this ubiquitous and ubiquitous warmth. It was so strangely warm and gentle. Entrapped her arrogant blood, in exchange for the most dangerous moment of recovery before the death.

Feeling the person at the top of the head gently shocked, it seems to cough and cough, then a little damp heat fell on the top of her head, Meng Fu shake slightly awake, raised his hand to touch, but the person immediately blocked her, holding her tighter.

He hugged her tightly, and he was attached to her ear in the rain, and gently said: "Shake and shake and shake..."

He called her name and called her back to abandon this moment's perception of herself.

He said: "How can you tell me how to live?"

He said: "On the sinner, I am not you. I will not happen if I don't have an accident. If the secret guard is not sent to me to detect and kill the purple cloak, it will not happen."

He said: "We are all wrong, but remember that whenever I am with you, don't be alone."

He said: "If you don't live, people here will die, my first."

He said: "Cry, there is nothing you can't face, there is no reason why you can't cry."

He held up her face full of blood and rain, and the two men's wet foreheads were put together. Meng Fu swayed at his **** eyes under the thick long eyelashes, where the pain and distress of the surging drowned her. His lips fell gently, and he kissed her so heavy and persistently, and kissed the seven tiny blood that had flowed out because of the infuriating air. He kissed the rain and kissed him. His lips were lingering and he felt painful. He seemed to want to use all his own. Warm, to smooth out the scars that she can't heal at the moment.

Then she saw the crystal flashing, a bit of a salty liquid that was strange to the cold rain, falling on her cheek.

"Ding--"

At this moment, I heard the tears falling down and breaking the ice. The tears that dripped on her cheeks finally knocked on the black heart ice that she had silently condensed since she was shackled, and she was nowhere to be destroyed. On the ice sheet, thousands of miles of ice, a little bit of blood and frozen, pressed down the waves.

A bad breath spit out.

She suddenly softened.

Soft in the arms of the protagonist of the Sun.

She was tied in his arms, no matter how tearful and painful crying, as if the **** of the breached dam blew the flooding river, the large pieces of tears and the painful painful spurting out of the mouth, those The tears that burst into tears seemed to have exhausted the tears of her life, and quickly wet the long-term Sunless coat and wet his heart.

The long-term grandson is holding her in a motionless manner. Both of them are sitting in the middle of the courtyard with the blood and cement. The rain has not poured out of the head. The long-term Sun Wuji slightly lifts the face of the rain, and the woman in the arms gradually turns hot. The body is tight, and between the expressions, it seems to give birth to a slight gratitude.

Fortunately... everything is still in time.

Believe in time, you can make up for all the serious injuries.

It is dark.

Under the sky, in the torrential rain, in the corpse of a land, the soaked men and women silently embraced each other. She cried her grief and pain. He hurt her pain and thanked her for not losing.

She was in tears in his arms, crying to the end of the dark red blood, he smiled slightly and relaxed, his face paled more and more.

Then, the two embraced and fell in the rain.