Vol 2 Chapter 450: Kill you, night tour makes 1st hou

"You are the son of the burnt witch!"
"The burnt witch Nancy in the mirror, as well as the blonde woman who just cooked meat in the kitchen and has been waiting for the family to reunite, should be your mother, right."
"Your mother's death should spur you on to the path of the black wizard?"
Founder under the helmet looked at the cloak man in front of him.
Under the slippery cloak, there is also a handsome blond man's face. The facial features of the blond man vaguely resemble the blond woman.
So Founder will judge that this black man who looks like a young man in his twenties should be the son of the witch Nancy.
As for why in the past half century, the other party still looks like a young man in his twenties? In western movies or novels, for example, the queen and the blood and soul of nine virgins are needed to resurrect the black witch.
Or rely on the blood of fresh virgins every day to keep the witches' youthful and old-fashioned plot.
It is estimated that the women who lived in the Middle Ages will growl.
Virgin blood without moving! ! Did the virgin provoke you, or did the virgin eat your rice and step on your parsley field? The virgin night of the lord had the right to be sacrificed by the witch.
"Just now I split your mother's body in half. Isn't that what made you have a vendetta against me?" Founder held a long knife in his hand and looked at the blond man in front of him, step by step. Approaching to each other.
Stepping on the pieces of glass shards under his feet, there was a click, a clear click.
The muscles on his arm are tight, like a cheetah ready to go, always ready to pounce and break the opponent's preparations.
"That day ... She was at home, just like today, stewing a pot of meat at home, waiting for me to come back from school."
The blond man spoke, his voice was round, and his voice was very nice, just like his handsome appearance, with allure to ordinary people.
When he spoke, his tone was so calm.
No matter how painful the scar, after half a century of pain, it will eventually numb and numb to learn to forget.
"Then a group of people rushed into our house, kicked over dinner, and took my mother ..."
"So, at this time, she always comes out of the mirror automatically, repeating the scene of the last supper day after day, waiting for me to go home from school ..."
"Do you know how I escaped that day? I was less than ten years old that year. I jumped into the septic tank in the town. In order to live, I hid in the septic tank for five days and dared not go out!"
"So I swear! In order to become stronger, I will do anything! I will not be as cowardly and kind as my mother, until I was burnt to death by the townspeople on the torture rack, I learned to kill for the first time!"
The blond man with his cloak sliding down his head was always calm, as if telling a story unrelated to himself.
As he said, he saw a full glass chopper in his hand.
"Poor and miserable story!" Founder looked at the blond man in front of him.
"But those who offend me! You must die!"
Founder did not hesitate or sympathize, and immediately decisively shot.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet shattered, and under the impulse of great force, Founder's figure flashed like a steel bullet projectile at a rapid speed, hitting the blond man on the opposite side.
The long knife in his hand is cut from top to bottom.
boom! !
The deafening impact body, the transparent chopper in the blond man's hand, exploded into countless fragments in a moment of contact, and his figure was blown out by the overbearing power of the founder's knife.
"No mirror!"
"Don't you dare cast a curse on me!"
"Your ability as a black wizard is halved in front of me. You are not even the peak. What can you use to resist me?"
"Do you rely on love?"
Founder didn't even wait for the blond man to fall to the ground, and stepped on his feet. People were cold and electric, and he rushed out quickly, directly lifting the knife and slashing again to the blond man.
"Even the sword, I am also the ancestor of you Westerner!" Founder looked cold.
boom!
The blond man in mid-air, under the threat of danger, exploded potential, and the man moved delicately in mid-air, dangerously and hurriedly avoiding Founder's knife.
Founder's knife fell through, directly chopping up the tile floor, and heaving a deep hole in the concrete floor under the tile.
"Unnecessary struggle!"
Founder's breath changed!
Longhu double-shaped golden bell jar! hardening!
boom! boom! boom!
Countless sharp glass fragments, under the control of the blond man, set off a violent tornado, and the ancient bell outside the Founder's body broke and exploded, trying to kill Founder.
The sound of the explosion was deafening, and under extreme speed, countless glass broke into powder every minute and every second.
Shit! Shit!哧哧!
The ancient clock is being cut every minute and every second, bursting out a lot of sparks and making a sharp friction sound like gold and iron cutting.
Founder's entire body was covered with glass slag.
A second,
Two seconds,
Suddenly!
A figure of golden light, a storm of shattered glass shards, crashed out of the tornado like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, slashing towards the blond man, who took a step back, feeling magic!
Founder changed his sword, poof!
There is a string of thin blood beads flying around the blond man's neck ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Just a little bit, he was cut off his head by a ghost knife.
The blond man was cold and sweating in shock.
His speed is faster than that of Founder. This is not an ordinary awakener, but has reached the level of a night tour.
The square under the helmet was indifferent.
Infuriating vortex!
The next second, the blond man was horrified to find that he flew to the enemy automatically, he just wanted to resist this ripping force ...
"Dead!"
Fang Zheng screamed, a close-up collision, he was like a locomotive weighing more than one hundred tons, dong, dong, dong, shaking the mountain under his feet, a deep footprint on the concrete floor, he hit the blonde man heavily Your chest, click!
Bone fracture.
Spit blood clot.
People like flying off-line kites fly hard.
But where is Founder willing to let go of the chance to chase after victory, raise his hand and grab one leg of the blond man, bang!
He hit the ground heavily, and used the physical fitness of the night tour to directly hit a big pit on the ground.
At the same time, true enlightenment!
It ’s so easy to resist!
The blond male body in the pit, ignoring the bone and joint structure of the human body, is twisted ninety degrees like a poisonous snake. When I want to sneak up on the Founder, it's poof!
The Ghost Knife is very precise and cruelly nails the blond male body to the ground.
The blond man struggled, growled in pain, and wanted to pull out the knife, but there was a burning innate Gang Qi attached to the knife, making him burn, and he couldn't struggle with anything.
"who are you!"
"You are so strong, you can't be obscured, why don't you in the information I collected ?!"
Fang Zheng held the knife handle condescendingly and looked at the blonde man who was dying to rebel.
"The one who killed you!"
"Night tour operator, the first Hou!"
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