There are several people in black creeping towards her.

As he rolled and crawled, he gave a shrill cry.

“…… Help Here He's here Help Ah ah --! "

However, without waiting for them to run a few steps, the whole body was torn into two, or even three, four.

Blood splashed everywhere, viscera fell all over the ground, and the air was filled with disgusting breath.

He Xi knows that she should enter the darkness to hide her breath, but she doesn't know why.

I feel the breath that envelops me so far that I can't move.

That breath, it is too fierce, but also too harsh, despair, too angry madness.

The last man in black fled to the place only ten steps away from He River and gave a sharp cry: "help me - I don't want to die, help me -!!"

However, the next moment, he was torn in two, viscera and blood fell to the ground.

When he was torn open, his mouth was wide open and his eyes were full of fear.

He Xi felt a strong smell of blood that she wanted to vomit, and warm blood splashed on her face.

Then the body, torn in two, was thrown away, and a shadow came slowly towards her in the dark.

The low whine and roar, the strong smell of blood, and the feeling that can only be felt when approaching, as if the skin is scorched.

It wasn't until the dark shadow stood in front of him that He Xi realized that the shadow, which roared like a wild animal and killed dozens of people in a blink of an eye, turned out to be People.

The black shadow approached her step by step, and the burning breath was burning on her skin with bloody cruelty.

Those shining eyes in the night are just like the eyes of wild animals, but they send out the color of blood that makes people scared.

He Xi swallowed saliva, slender and cold fingers clasped on the shadowless needle, dumb voice way: "who are you?"

Far away, there are countless footsteps rushing towards this side.

Those people in black obviously came to catch the man in front of them.

"Roar" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "roar like voice from the throat of the shadow, mixed with the husky and low of the man and the ferocity of the beast.

The shadowless needle in He Xi's hand almost shoots out. Suddenly, the light of the far away crystal illumination projects on the dark face.

Just this short, almost can be regarded as a hazy Interlace of light and shadow.

He Xi's hand is suddenly a meal, incredibly wide eyes, "Ouyang haoxuan?!"

How could it be Ouyang haoxuan?!!

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time goes back to a few hours before the closing ceremony of the game.

In a remote cave at the foot of brokenhearted mountain, Ouyang Zhixiong opened his eyes in a daze.

At the moment of conscious consciousness, he only felt that his whole body was sour and soft as if to melt, and the cultivation of the original golden age seemed to be solidified by something, which could not be exerted at all.

Only when Ouyang Zhixiong looked around, he saw several men in black.

Only the two leaders, one in a white scholar's robe with ordinary appearance, the other in a tall, dark red brocade gun, but wearing a black mask on his face, covering most of his face.

When Ouyang Zhixiong wakes up, both of them come to him. An invisible spirit comes to his face, which makes Ouyang Zhixiong excited.