Chapter 68 (1/2)

The men bowed their heads, their eyes were dull and blank.

Their feet are a sea of corpses, and their previous sacrifices have become a joke.

Don't draw as if you weren't hurt and kick the man who is in a state of no control.

”How can I find out that my real body is human, so I won't kill it?” Mo Shanghua said that it was a pity that she was only a little hurt. She had a good time and ended halfway. It was a pain.

Those people put down their weapons, some squatted down and hugged their heads, some screamed, some lost their souls and walked away. Anyway, the battle was over.

Mo Shanghua cut his hair, raised his hand, blood dripping on his face and frowned.

”Don't move, let me.” Not knowing what, Gu Jinyan ran back to Mo Shanghua and politely wiped the dirt off Mo Shanghua's face.

Don't let the painting go, close your eyes and have a rest.

Suddenly, Mo Shanghua opened his eyes and his breath soared, which was more terrible than before.

”Don't draw, die.” Gu Jinyan opened her left hand, and there was a small bead in the palm of her left hand. The little bead was ordinary, but it was a murderous weapon, the famous thunderbolt.

This thunder Zhenzi is a life-saving thing sent to Gu Jinyan by the country's capital family.

Save your life?

Kill your wife!

Gu Jinyan slapped out thunder Zhenzi and ran away with milk.

Thunderbolt is a sharp weapon for killing people. It affects a wide range. Coward Gu Jin won't escape. Are you waiting to be blown to pieces by thunderbolt?

Mo Shanghua's eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost, and his eyes stared coldly at Gu Jinyan's ridiculous back.

Gu Lian was so anxious that she was sweating, ”mother, please get away.”

Mo's painting stood still and was indifferent to the counterattack.

Because of Gu Jinyan's fatal betrayal, don't draw a picture. No sorrow is greater than heart death and one's heart is to die?

”No, mother can't die.” Gu Lian offered the gilded and dazzling lotus, desperate to block the thundering Lei Zhenzi for Mo's painting.

With strong obsession, Gu Lian just caught up and erected a solid wall for Mo Shang painting with gilded lotus flowers and her own flesh and blood.

With a bang, the gilded lotus disappeared, Gu Lian was black and blue, and her life and death were unknown.

Mo Shanghua looked down at Gu Lian. His feet were like on the ground. From beginning to end, Mo Shanghua's feet had not moved.

After the storm, Gu Guan approached Mo to paint.

”Dead?” Gu Guan asked in a low voice.

Mo Shanghua knew the whereabouts of the small box. Without getting the small box, Gu Guan was unwilling to die.

Mo painted, ”I can't die for the time being.”

After a pause, Mo Shanghua said in a soft tone, ”help me see, Gu Lian, how is she?”

With red warm blood, Mo Shanghua is a person after all.

Gu Guan looked reluctantly. Gu Lian was not dead, but she was only half a step away from death.

Mo Shanghua breathed a sigh of relief. ”The God of breaking the sky means to exhaust my yuan strength. I can't move in a short time. Gu Guan, send Gu Lian and I back to the wind Pavilion. I will return what you want. ”

Gu Guan touched her chin and thought, ”I can send you back to the wind Pavilion, but Gu Lian, I wish she could die.”

Mo Shanghua looked straight at Gu Guan. After a long time, Mo Shanghua looked away and looked at Gu Lian, ”OK, you can go.”

Gu smiled and said, ”what's mine?”

”Next life!” Gu Lian and I will listen to the wind Pavilion without seeing off. We can't get anything.

Gu Guan jumped angrily, ”I have won the champion of Yuanwu competition according to your instructions. You can't go back on your word.”

Mo said faintly, ”I can.”