Chapter 472 (2/2)

As soon as the voice fell, the light of senhan's sword exploded like fireworks.

Everywhere the sword light goes, the sound of wailing rises one after another, the broken limbs and arms fly in disorder, the blood splashes all over the place, just like the bloody hell.

He Xi looks at it leisurely, without any help.

In a blink of an eye, Gu Liufeng killed all the strong men in the basement who were still killing children.

Even if there are a few lucky survived, but broken hands and feet, rifling, it is more miserable than death.

The old men who made the medicine were panicked. Someone quietly detoured to the west corner, trying to press the mechanism on the wall for help.

He Xi sees coldly and wants to release purple hell and quiet Luo to stop it.

But before she could do it, a small figure hit the old man who wanted to press the mechanism.

The old man was knocked down on the ground and cried. The little boy grabbed a big machete beside him and cut it down on him mercilessly.

Blood splashed all over the little boy's face, and the hot, foul smelling liquid sprayed on his face.

He stayed for a moment, but immediately returned to his mind. There was no fear in his eyes, only hatred and persistence.

As soon as the little boy looked back, he smiled at Shanghe river.

At the junction of darkness and light, young people's skin is bright and clean as white jade with Lanolin, their lips are bright and red, but their eyes are spring water with ice dregs, clear but cold.

The beautiful red lips slightly raised, looking at his expression is so high, so casual, but especially attracted him, let him desire to close.