Chapter 558

crazy? Or a fool?

Fang Mo looked at the three hysterical faces in front of him and suddenly smiled. He stared at the three humanitarians in front of him, "do you say I'm the devil?"

"Yes, you are the devil!"

"Xi Xi Luo has guided us. As long as we kill you, the end world will recover!"

"Unless you also shout Luo Yongsheng, you can't prove your identity."

Hold the grass.

It's really sick.

A shout can prove it?

Besides, Fang Mo doesn't even know what Xi Xi Luo is. If he believes that he kills innocent people and eats children's food every day, is he still worthy of his own heart?

So he will never shout, at least not until he knows.

But he can see that these three guys are absolutely crazy

No, in the words of those novels, this is a crazy believer.

Completely crazy one by one, in order to try all other heresies, as if as long as you do so, the whole world will recover.

To tell you the truth, Fang Mo really understands these guys.

Because the world is very dangerous. If there is no faith, maybe ordinary people will really be driven crazy.

However, he didn't think the guys in front of him were worth understanding at all.

Whoever did it to him, damn it!

Shua!

蹡 蹡!

Two knives jumped out of his hands. He stared at the three people in front of him and said faintly, "now, either go away or die under my hands. You choose."

"Devil, you are the devil!"

"Fine Luo Yongsheng!"

"Die for thin Luo!"

The three were not afraid at all. They seemed to think he wouldn't do it.

Yes, in the former donglincheng, these people will never be cared about by others. After all, they have no fart strength, and they won't really kill people with brain damage.

But now it's different.

Now they are holding a murder weapon in their hands. They have killed people not once or twice.

The reason for this is entirely because they have seen the real end of the world. They are already completely crazy. After such a stimulation, they are completely trapped in it.

Naturally, it will become so crazy now.

If it's not crazy, it's wrong.

They used to be gentle and crazy, shouting in the city every day about Luo Yongsheng, but now they want to deprive others of their lives.

It seems that only by doing so will the world recover.

Fang Mo saw it, so he didn't have any unnecessary nonsense. He grabbed one of them and cut out his knife ruthlessly.

Shua!

After a knife, the man's head fell to the ground.

Fang Mo looked at the other two, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"He, he is fine!"

"Our great king!"

"Slip away, slip away!"

"Yes, yes, I can't see it!"

The remaining two people talked to each other for a few words, then turned around and shouted wildly to leave.

Fang Mo: ヽ (ー) ノ

I thought it was a fake madman. It's really stupid. Now it seems

It seems that these are smart people.

Say he's fine?

He's a ghost!

Looking at the back of the two people, Fang not only didn't have the slightest intention to be angry, but thought these people were very interesting. No wonder they could survive before.

Such people believe that even those who are full of killing opportunities will put down the killing opportunities in an instant.

It's not fucking human to argue with these people.

Fang Mo thought so, so he didn't chase. He just shook his head and turned and walked towards the front.

There is a tall tower.

In Fang Mo's opinion, if it was him, he would certainly live in it. Even if he didn't live in it, he would also live on the top. Looking down, you can see the whole east facing the city, and it won't be easy to be found.

He felt that he and the ghost King were still very similar, so he walked towards the place without too much consideration.

However, what Fang Mo didn't know was that after he left, the two men ran out again.

Instead of collecting the body, they ran to the middle-aged man and put a knife in front of him.

"He is a thin Luo, not a devil!"

One of them, with crazy blood in his eyes, stared at the guy in front of him and said, "he is thin Luo, not a devil. How do you explain?"

Middle aged people are stupid.

He did see that scene, but he didn't expect that the guy would be so cruel.

Now, when he faces these two guys, he is very weak.

And he's scared.

Middle aged people know that these two guys will really kill themselves.

After a moment of thinking, he suddenly came up with a good idea.

He stared at a man in front of him and suddenly asked, "I, in fact, am also a member of the slender Luo sect. I don't believe we can be right... Eh!"

At the last moment, the middle-aged man felt a cold on his neck.

Another thin man without opening his mouth said ferociously, "he is not a devil, then you are!

You must die if you insult him! "

Maybe.

If you don't see this scene, you will still feel that these people are not really crazy, but there is no way, or their hearts are completely desperate, so this is why.

It's just that they know to save their lives.

Revenge, they also understand.

So when middle-aged people and Fang Mo face them, they will be so different.

Fang Mo is thin Luo

The middle-aged are the devil.

I have to say, these guys are still very interesting. At least they know who to trouble and who not to trouble.

The middle-aged man died. He died slowly and miserably.

When he felt colder and colder, he knew he was hopeless. At this moment, he really regretted that he would never go to that guy's trouble like this.

But it's too late to say anything now.

No one will save him, waiting for him, there is only a dead end, and after death, he will become a disgusting and terrible monster. If you meet someone like Fang Mo, you may not be able to continue to be a monster.

"Ah, I regret it!"

The middle-aged man shouted, his neck tilted, and he was completely angry.

……

……

Fang Mo quietly approached a monster, slaughtered it with a knife, looked at the five or six thin people behind him, blinked and asked, "what did you just say I was?"

"He is fine!"

"The great fine Luo will never die!"

"Xi Xi Luo will kill all the demons."

"Fine Luo Yongsheng!"

……

Several people knelt down and worshipped there according to their own etiquette.

But about five minutes ago, they were all staring at Fang Mo and calling the devil.

These people, bullying the soft and fearing the hard, have reached a new height