"People are going to die, you two can't clean your mouths." Listening to the evil words in the mouths of these two people, the elegant man really couldn't help it, staring at the two people and shouting.

"I'm going to die, I have a fart relationship, are you sick in the brain?" At this moment, Wu Yu's state has gradually become normal, and the way he speaks has slowly become the most normal state in the past, which makes people want to strangle him just by seeing it.

If Dasha's mouth is learned from others, then this source is definitely Wu Yu, because in addition to Wu Yu, only Shao Zeyang's mouth is on par with him, although that is the case, but you must know that Shao Zeyang's mouth is all learned from Wu Yu, and basically he has learned Wu Yu's things from the bottom up.

"I was fucking dead at the beginning, and you just threw me on a stone without even letting out a fart, and now you know that you are in a hurry? Tell you, it's useless to be late, I don't know how to be anxious when I'm in a hurry, but now I think I'm in a hurry, what do you think I'm going to be, who do you think I'm like? Now that your people are dying, do you know that you are in a hurry? Knowing that a person is going to die, what to say should be let him finish? When I was about to die, you didn't even let me say a word, grass. ”

Some things, naturally, the more they talk about it, the more angry they become, He Yuan, who was still pale, said this, his face turned a little ruddy, although there was something not quite right about the ruddy, but Wu Yu on the side was already dumbfounded.

The elegant man looked at He Yuan angrily, as if he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute. After all, what Heyuan said was also the truth, how they did it at that time, Heyuan just repeated it at all.

"What's the matter, are you still fucking trying to hit me? Come, come, I'm going to see how you kill me. "He Yuan was originally besieged by that group of people because of the anger in his belly, but now that he finally has the opportunity to send out the anger in this belly, he naturally will not be polite. That's as ugly as it sounds.

"Hey." Wu Yu glanced at He Yuan, and he was also helpless, but he did get a lot of anger before, so at this moment, he wanted to scold, so let him have a good time, although the impression of Lao Hei is not bad, but as for the elegant man next to Lao Hei, that impression can be said to be as bad as it gets, a pair of skins is extremely ugly, and he still feels that he is not bad, I really don't know what it is to make him feel this way.

"Damn, it's annoying to look at, hurry up and solve this idiot and go to Lao Shao's side to take a look, go home and sleep when you're done, damn me sleepy." He Yuan rubbed his eyes, looking at his appearance, he was indeed sleepy enough, coupled with the injuries on this body, and the blood shed before, it was already very good that he could hold on until now.

Wu Yu nodded and looked at the fine sweat on Heyuan, turned his head to look at the elegant man, and the sword in his hand shook violently, stabbing directly at the elegant man's chest.

The man wanted to dodge, but it was too late, because Wu Yu's speed was really too fast, and when Wu Yu made a move, he even glared at the latter because of He Yuan's words, and when he found out, the cold light on the blade had already pierced the skin on his throat.

In the next moment, blood gushed out along the wound, and the man's eyes were bright red, and he wanted to resist, but when his hand grasped the handle of the knife, he found that he could no longer hold the knife, no matter how hard he tried, the knife was like a thousand pounds of boulders, lying horizontally on the ground motionless.

Wu Yu withdrew the seven deadly sins, and the blood instantly slipped clean, leaving no trace, as if he was bored, and threw the blood on the blade to the ground. Wu Yu couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he saw the appearance of the Seven Deadly Sins, it turned out that a sword would also hate a person.

Of course, he absolutely didn't know that the reason why the Seven Deadly Sins would hate a person was completely Wu Yu's reason, if it weren't for Wu Yu's idleness to hate a person, the Seven Deadly Sins were just a sword, and it seemed that there was no need to get tired of a person, and he was inexplicably bored, after all, the Seven Deadly Sins were originally evil objects, although the elegant man was not a good person, he was definitely not a bad person, at least in his eyes, the elegant man was definitely not a bad person.

"Won't you kill me?" The elegant man fell, Wu Yu and He Yuan turned around and wanted to leave, but Lao Hei raised his head and stared at Wu Yu with a pair of eyes.

"You? Haven't you already been killed? The two of them turned their heads and glanced at him, with inexplicable expressions, "Could it be that the sword can't kill you?" No, it should be dead, I have always been very confident in my own vision. ”

"Why are you so confident? What if I didn't die? "If I were alive, I would definitely seek revenge on you." ”

"Well, then we'll wait." Wu Yu finally took off his hat, his face was slightly pale under the hat, and there was a faint trace of blood in his eyes, "I don't believe that a person whose heart is dead can continue to live, if he can, then I will definitely wait here for that day to come." ”

After speaking, Wu Yu really didn't look back this time, turned around and left, leaving Lao Hei alone, lying on the messy muddy floor, looking at the sky and sighing, maybe this time is really over, before she thought about how to relax when this mission is over, but she never thought that this mission would never be completed.

But being alive is so tiring, sometimes I feel that it is actually a pretty good thing to die, at least I don't have to run around all day long, I can be safe, even if I am bathing in a magma pool in hell, I can relax peacefully.

Is my heart dead? Lao Hei couldn't help grinning, he didn't expect that one day he would be told by a little guy that your heart is dead. But depending on the situation, what he said is right, anyway, the heart is already dead, so let's lie here comfortably for a while in the end, it seems to be good, after all, I have done so many wrongs, and this sin will have to be atonemented sooner or later.

Lao Hei struggled to pull his arm out from under his body and stuff it under his head, squinting comfortably, and then his consciousness dissipated little by little. No one thought that this fifth-layer murderous madman would be laughing when he died at the last moment, God knows what he was thinking, maybe let most people guess, those people must feel that what he was thinking about was the victory of this battle.