Ling Jie and Shen Xiaoyao had a stomach tumbling in their stomachs. The feeling of vomiting was stronger than ever before. They didn't go over their heads fiercely and never dared to look at the pictures on the arena. The gunshots in their ears were still there. Stunned ... It was really a torment that made them almost unbearable.

And it was not only them who shuddered.

Murong Qiushui's hands are still shooting dark bombs crazy. Under this attack, Wang's body has undergone more and more exaggerated deformation. After losing his head, his body began to be smashed until it was smashed into bubbles. The flesh in the blood can no longer see the shape of a person.

The immortal reincarnation people are on another level, detached from the existence of ordinary people, and even they are trembling as if they are swinging. When they have the courage to look at the body on the stage, that The terrible visual impact made them almost faint on the spot ...

Is that really king?

The paralyzed debris in the blood is really the king of immortality ... the emperor Luo of the blood dream heaven! ?

The scene was completely chaotic, and players watching the game off the field did not know how many were scared to turn off the screen in front of them, and their whole body was sweating.

The sound of gunfire continued, releasing Murong Qiushui's terrible resentment ... At this time, almost no one dared to look at the stage again, only the sound of gunfire in their ears that twitched their hearts. And even if they closed their eyes desperately, their minds were always full of pictures that almost completely broke their psychological defense.

There was only one person ... Murong Qiushui's eyes kept looking at the "body" of the king. His eyes did not shift for a moment, and he didn't even want to blink. The hell-like picture showed him not intolerance and fear, but excitement and Greed ... He was laughing, enjoying, enjoying the inhuman picture in front of him. The color of blood red, the broken body, the pungent blood, to him at this time, all these stimuli are as extreme pleasure as falling into heaven.

The king's body continued to be broken, even the approximate shape could not be distinguished ... At this time, the black mang on Murong Qiushui's body flickered, his eyes became cold, and the blood-stained empty tooth in his hand appeared a short pause. Then, two huge roars rang ...

Grim Reaper has a 60 second cooldown.

It was less than sixty seconds before the kiss of death was used just now, but Murong Qiushui suddenly shot the kiss of death ... and it was two in a row.

boom! !!

boom! !!

There were two huge roars on the arena. The roar caused many people to turn their heads involuntarily, and looked tremblingly on the stage ... What they saw was a **** smoke ...

Wang's body, which had been broken like mud, was transformed into countless blood stars in these two explosions ... the body was broken into countless pieces that could not be counted at all ...

After the explosion, there was no king on the stage ... only the blood pool that drowned most of the arena. Murong Qiushui was standing in the middle of the arena. His body was stained with blood, and his chest and shoulders were still covered with pieces of broken bones and minced meat. His gun is pointing downwards, his posture has not changed at all, his body is still, only the black awn on his body gradually fades ... almost everyone in the audience can see his face laugh……

That demonic smirk! !!

They almost heard the sound of their evacuation ... the cold gas did not know where to come from, penetrated through every pore in their body, spread through every hair, every drop of blood in their body ... like a falling ice cave from their whole body Cold.

Ye Tianxie had been holding Sophie's shoulder tightly all the time, so that she would not look up. His eyes kept looking on the stage and did not leave, because he wanted to see every change in Murong Qiushui, but he had to admit that his heart had been shaking and trembling violently.

But also did not look away, and there was also Zuo Pojun ... his eyes were obviously turbulent, his face was pale, pale without any trace of blood, his hands were tightly held together, almost to his own Crushed bones of the hand.

The brothers Situ, God is at ease, and the ghost of Xingying Xinghun has already turned pale like a piece of white paper. Even Situ's relentlessness has been looking away for most of the time. They and Murong Qiushui are no strangers to each other, and they have heard too many horrible rumors about him, but this scene today made them re-acquainted with Murong Qiushui ... his terribleness, his cruelty, infinite beyond They are acceptable.

Heiman disperses, Murong Qiushui's eyes are closed, and his body is allowed to fall slowly ... He achieved his purpose perfectly. Although he lost today's game, the anger brought by Wang and the shame brought to him, he all returned to him countless times ... in front of countless people, blasted his head, His body was muddy ...

Let him live in this dark shadow all his life, and never want to escape! !!

Indeed, anyone who has encountered the purgatory-like encounter today without dying will be immersed in a terrible nightmare all his life and never forget it.

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real world.

Looking at Murong Qiushui's fall on the screen in front of her, Liu Wanrou covered her face and cried like a child ... In Murong Qiushui's impression, his mother's tears were not worth any money. If he was not obedient, She often cried, and then he had to help but comfort and obey like a child. And her tears have always been the ultimate weapon against his father Murong Hongyi. Every time that tears shed, Murong Hongyi, who was all over the world, would hate to kneel.

"Wan Rou, don't be sad ... you've done a good job. He looks like today ... it should have been a great stimulus when he lost to that king that day. With the contempt gesture shown by that 'king', What must have said to Qiushui that day touched his self-esteem and taboos, so Qiushui will use this method to retaliate. Will the ball be like this, "

Beside Liu Wanrou, there was a young woman in her grade who looked a lot longer. Her body is as tall as a man, her height is roughly 180 cm or more, and her face is filled with a manlike spirit.

Mother of Liu Yueyue, Zuo Pojun's aunt, Zuo Zhenhua's sister, Huaxia's seventh chief, and the central intelligence agency of the Central Government of China-Zuo Chuanrong!

In fact, her age is similar to Liu Wanrou, and she is in her early forties. However, Liu Wanrou has always maintained her like a little girl under thirty.

Liu Wanrou was still sobbing. She wiped her tears with paper in one hand and said sobbing, "I have done a lot of hard work. In order to wipe out his evil spirits, I even think of him as a girl from a very young age. Going to raise, until now, I have always maintained him as a girl ... but ... but ... ohh ... "

"Oh," Zuo Chuanrong sighed, patted Liu Wanrou's back, and said, "Wan Rou, a person's deep temperament cannot be erased in any way. That is, it is given in many ways. Suppression, but when it is stimulated by some kind, it will still burst out completely. Wanrou, you can do this to the extent that you have really done a good job. When Qiu Shui was born in the beginning, the evil power was incredible, but with As he grows up, his evil spirit disappears ... or, if not, it has at least been restrained and will not easily break out. Wanrou, you have really done a good job. Qiu Shui Do n’t worry about the child. He is a smart child. Although he sometimes can't control his emotions, he knows what can be done and what can't be done. That is his nature, not enchantment. He will not lose himself. Reason ... At least, from childhood to age, although he occasionally impulses several times, he has never done anything that you can't clean up. So, Wanrou, don't cry, even I believe in Qiushui You have to believe more fishes. "

Zuo Chuanrong's comfort finally worked. Liu Wanrou's crying slowly dropped. She wiped her tears and said with a sobbing voice: "I know Shui Shui has always been a good obedient child, but ... just the black mist on his body ... It's happening again ... I'm really afraid that his evil spirit will be out of control. "

"How could it be." Zuo Chuanrong shook his head with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "You ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ is concerned but chaotic, that's just a game, yes, it's a game! Even if Qiushui is killed in it A person will not really let that person die ... "Then, Zuo Chuanrong looked cold:" What about Huang Luo in Blood Dream Heaven, he may have the courage to take revenge in the game, but if he really Dare to retaliate in the real world, no matter how much they come, let them come back forever! "

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Murong Qiushui's body turned into a white light on the arena. Gradually, the shocking, disgusting corpse and blood on the stage finally began to disappear slowly. Even if Murong Qiushui is no longer on the stage, his image has been engraved into everyone's heart ... At this time, he is no longer the beautiful gunwoman in people's hearts, but a cruel and numb Killer. Those players who once met Murong Qiushui on the arena almost beat their chests, and they almost dared not think about it ... they even became opponents with this devil. If he dealt with himself like he was on the stage today ...

Just thinking about it, they felt their spine bones become cold and their eyes trembled violently.

Ye Tianxie had no time to listen to the violent reactions of other players in his ears. He stood up, took Sophie's hand, and said to his friends, "Let's go ... to Qiushui."

Shen Xiaoyao, Ling Jie and others all turned pale and nodded.

When Ye Tianxie left, one's eyes turned to this side, and after a brief glance, he turned back to the stage. The corner of your mouth, slowly lifting ...

"Hey ... it's him ... this reincarnation of fate is really unexpectedly interesting."

"Only after you die will you be the most terrible, but you have become a living person ... hey ... why is your life style always so interesting."