Chapter 890: Please give me a good time (1/2)

”Tsk tusk tusk tusk!”

”Isn't it all high above, fierce and evil?”

”Why do I just show off a little momentum, and you can't even speak before I do it?”

Su Lang smiled coldly, and then swallowed Gan Ai with a wave of his hand.

”no, do not want!!”

”I don't know Taishan, please forgive me.”

Gan Ain was so scared that excrement and urine flowed out, and the screams from the survival instinct spread throughout the Xuanyu Square.

”Ha ha.”

”Calling me a little bastard, and expecting me to let you go!?”

Su Lang grinned with a cruel smile, and with a thought, the rule of gold suddenly enveloped.

The rules of gold turned into countless small sharp blades, and according to the punishment that Gan Ai said before, he began to peel and cramp, and cut flesh and bone!

A series of regular sharp blades slashed across Gan Ai, cutting off her skin and flesh piece by piece.

The thin flaky flesh and blood is countless times thinner than the best Lanzhou beef ramen noodle chefs!

”what!!”

”No, don't!”

”I know it was wrong, Master Wuxian, don't!”

The violent pain came from Gan Ain's whole body, making him cry more hoarse, hysterical, and almost burst his lungs!

But the pain has just begun, and the more terrifying pain is yet to come!

I saw the rules of gold cut off Gan's flesh and muscles, and Gan's instantly transformed from a handsome young man into a **** tattered body.

But he did not die, and Su Lang specially kept his mouth and tongue, making him continue to scream!

”what--!!”

”Pain, pain, please, give me a good time, ah!”

”...”

Screams came from Gan Ain's mouth, resounding through the entire Xuanyu Square.

Countless warriors saw this scene, one after another frightened and stood upside down!

Hearing Gan Ain's screams, Gan Ziteng was even more frightened and shaken.

Kneeling down into a ball in the air, shivering, like a dying quail.

He was really regretful, his intestines were already blue, but what's the use?

He knew that no matter how much he regrets, no matter how much he curls up, he can't escape the catastrophe of death!