Chapter 33： anger (2/2)
However, the excuse is just an excuse. Weipu can't escape the inner torture. When he is angry and angry, he must do something to vent his emotions, and Hailuer caught his attention.
Among the captured elves, Hailuer performed the strongest, seeing his companions suffer cruel tortures from the vampires, and the other elves showed a panic color. Only Hailuer was always calm.
It’s not a good thing to let a coward cry and ask for mercy. It’s pleasing to make a strong warrior cry and scream. In this respect, Wip is much more noble than Alquite, so he chose Hailuer.
As for the choice of punishment, Weipu did not have so many tricks of blood, and he did not bother. He simply threw Hailuer on a crossbar, several clothes that smashed Hailuer, and then opened the sea with the most rude action. Moore’s thighs, even on the spot, tore the Haier.
The lord of the Cold Shadow City, Cesham, is about three meters tall, so he built a huge and magnificent cemetery for his countless dead wives. The height of the Weip is not worse than Chessham. The Ranger, but the strength of the body is limited, she can imagine the end.
At this moment, Hailuer is not in the air. The long hair that has been flowing in the past has become a mess, and it is sloppy on the back. Under the long hair, two extremely vicious iron hooks are hidden under her long hair, piercing from her back. From her chest, she hangs her in midair.
Hailuer’s body is slightly deformed. The hip bone seems to be squashed by some kind of force. The waist and hips are loose and sloppy. The time she has been hung up should not be long, because the blood flowing out is bright red. Hey, running down the smooth, white thighs, flowing through the delicate calves, flowing through the rounded toes, condensing into an intermittent blood line, dripping onto the ground.
In the camp of the Minotaur, the crying of the elves is like a tragedy. The world changes so fast. This morning, they are comrades-in-arms and partners with each other. In the afternoon, one of them became a slave to insult.
A few Minotaurs stood under Hailuer, and they talked about what they liked. One of the Minotaurs still held a battle flag, and it was full of slyness on the hips of Hailuer, causing a burst of laughter.
With laughter to encourage, the Minotaur is more energetic. He manipulates the flagpole and swims a little in front. At this moment, a figure rises extremely strangely from the ground.
The Minotaur found that someone was appearing beside him, and hurriedly looked over and looked at it. Immediately, the whole person was stiff, and the eyes that were not so small were as big as a brass bell, and the figure was trembled fiercely. Then the body slowly fell backwards, and the flag in the hand fell to the ground.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and the surrounding Minotaurs would not move. Even the Minotaur, which was found to be abnormal and ready to ring the drums, remained in a rigid position. The drumsticks had been lifted and they were about to be knocked on the drums. But a little bit of distance has become a barrier that can never be crossed.
The Minotaurs recognized the coming, the lord of the Beite League, Raphael! !
Against the attack of the two strong men of Zagunede and Alquette, they still reinvented the Rafael lord of Zagunede. In the minds of the abyss warriors, they are already a semi-god-level powerhouse, otherwise they cannot explain the tragic nature. Scene.
No one dares to anger a half god! In fact, the Minotaurs can make such crazy and cruel acts against their former partners. One important reason is that they are full of fear of Hanjin. They can’t see their future, and they don’t think that they are a 12th-order defeat. The strongest peak can protect them.
Since the end of the day is very likely to arrive on a certain day, why not vent it? !
However, one day is not the present, nor should it be the present. The Minotaurs dreamed that Hanjin would suddenly appear. In the horror, the Minotaurs made the same choice, don’t mess, don’t shout Maybe they can continue to live, although the idea is naive, but they have no choice but to scream or scream, or try to resist, only to make them die faster.
Han Jin looked up and looked at Hailuer. Now Hailuer has become unrecognizable. His cheeks are swollen and round, and the top is covered with blood. The original small nose is turned into a mess of flesh and blood, unable to close his mouth. There was a row of jagged teeth, which was caused by Weipu’s slap in the face of her, even with her fist hitting her cheek.
Perhaps what is sensed, Hailuer, who is in a coma, gradually wakes up and pulls his eyes openly. In fact, her eyes are only left with a slit. It is Hanjin through the gap, and Hailuer’s body is forbearing. Lived and trembled.
Two people looked at each other for a moment, Han Jin sighed: ”When I first met, I liked you a little, because you are very similar to Sunnier's temperament. I know that Sunil actually likes you too. It’s just that there’s a dispute between you and it’s very unpleasant. When I first met Siniel, she said she sneaked into the Black Crow City to find a friend, I guess... is she going to find you?”
Hailuer used all her strength to open her mouth and wanted to say something. Only then did she wake up and she couldn’t speak anymore. Her tongue had been bitten and chewed by herself. Unfortunately, there was a **** 'care” around her. I have done my best, but I still can't die.
Han Jin’s eyes were flickering. When he decided to attack the **** Cavaliers Gerald, the expressions of Xiannier and Hailuer were equally firm, and the same heroic, almost coincident temperament made them look like a For twin sisters. Han Jin sneaked into the dungeon to find Hailuer. On the one hand, because there is definitely a friendship between Xiannier and Hailuer, he wants to try to save Hailuer. On the other hand, he hopes to In the mouth of Hailuer, I know more about the past of Xiannier. It was not until he knew that Yehliucheng was very likely to launch an attack on Beit League. He suddenly realized that he was too selfish and only thought about his cultivation. He knew too little about Xiannier and Yeliucheng!
Hairouer’s experience made him feel like a smashing ice cave. Since the face has been torn, the Yehliucheng’s elf must destroy the relationship between him and Siniel. If the elves use a similar method to deal with Siniel, What should he do? Does Sunnire have the power to resist? !
At this moment, the figures of Xiannier and Hailuer overlapped in Hanjin’s mind. He even couldn’t control himself, but his mood had just been greatly improved. He finally calmed down and turned his hand. The white flame of the group appeared in his palm.
Seeing the flame, Hailuer immediately understood what Han Jin was going to do. She suddenly became excited when she was bent on her death, and her mouth snorted.
”I have already sent Joyce out. You can rest assured that she will live quietly in a place that is not disturbed by others.” Han Jin raised his head and said softly.
When he heard Han Jin, Hailuer put down more than just the heart, and the body followed, and she looked at the burning flame, and then closed her eyes peacefully.
”Sorry, I can't save you.” Han Jin said slowly. With his ability, the underground city is in vain, but if you want to bring a person, the difficulty will increase by tens of thousands of times. Even if you save Hailuer, she also Will become the second Edwina, and even put himself in.
Hairouer showed a twisted and ugly smile, but her eyes never opened.
”Understood...” Han Jinjian pointed to a lead, and the flame suddenly shot upwards. It was shot in the body of Hailuer, and immediately burst open, and shrouded Hairouer.
The three-flavored real fire is not a fire, but the power is enough to burn everything in the world. After only a moment, Hailuer has turned into a piece of flying ash. With the wind falling, even the two brought Hailuer endless pain. The iron hook was also burned into molten iron and rolled onto the ground.
But the three flavors of real fire are not magic, there is no magic fluctuation, you can see Hanjin, all stay there and stand there, but can not see Hanjin, still trying to create their own pleasure, although this pleasure is built on others Above the pain, they are also happy.
”The air here is too dirty, isn't it...” Han Jin seems to be talking about the piece of fly ash, and seems to be saying to himself.