On the ship, the attic is brightly lit, singing and dancing are light, and a beautiful woman lies gently in the central hall. Around, several old men look for wine and talk, so they can be happy.

At this time, a man in black hurried in, and then he knelt down on the ground with a flurry: "tell... Tell the princess and the owners."

Seeing the man in black, the smile on the faces of several old men suddenly solidified. On the central hall, the beauty closed her eyes and opened her eyes slightly. Her posture was elegant. She looked at the man in black calmly and said softly, "what's the hurry? So flustered?"

"We... We were ordered to follow the Twelve Gods of death to stop Han 3000, but..."

Hearing this, several old men looked nervous.

But the beauty smiled gently, "failed, didn't she?"

"The slave should die." the man in black quickly buried his head deeper, and the whole man became more frightened and frightened: "that Han 3000 was really powerful. Even if the Twelve Gods of death used their unique secret method, they... Still lost the battle."

"What?" a group of old men were startled, and even the wine glasses fell to the ground on the spot.

The Twelve Gods of death in the desert are almost the supreme existence in the desert world. If the ice God and Mr. Chai represent gods, the Twelve Gods of death represent demons and the highest state.

In particular, the move of the Twelve Gods of death in the desert is an almost frightening stunt in the desert world. For many years, how many innocent people died under them and resented for life. Even if they went to hell, they were terrified.

It's almost a perverse skill.

"Back in those days, when the Twelve Gods of death were banned, almost all the experts in the desert world came out, and the fierce battle was almost dark. But even so, the fierce battle also cost the lives of countless people in the desert world, and it was extremely difficult to trap the Twelve Gods of death under the self sacrifice of many experts." one of the old men shook his head and said.

And who else could he be besides Fang Biao, the owner of the Fang family?

Thinking of the battle, Liu Tao, another old man next to Fang Biao, was also worried. Although he was not qualified to participate in the battle, as the owner of the Liu family, how could he not know the record of the battle from the genealogy?!

It was almost an unequal slaughter!

Even now, there is an important ancestral motto in every family. Future generations can never lift the seal on the Twelve Gods of death for any reason.

These are enough to show how terrible and powerful the Twelve Gods of death are.

"Together with the Twelve Gods of death, who is Han 3000? What should we do next?" Liu Tao said in a hurry.

Even if he is belligerent, even if he hates Han 3000 to the bone, at this time, Liu Tao can't help but regret and fear.

Han 3000, who can't deal with the Twelve Gods of death, gives him the power of desert. Who else has this ability and qualification?!

I'm afraid not anymore!

Liu Tao is like this, isn't square watch like this? Compared with Liu Tao, he regretted more because he had one more on his back than the Liu family, the crime of killing old Mr. Chai.

Put down everything and embark on a road of no return, but what you encounter is such an enemy standing in front of you like a mountain. How can you win?!

Is this bad luck or lucky?

The square watch can't cry or laugh.

"Miss Lu, Han 3000 won't die like this. This..."

"What should I do?"

"It's... It's not death to compete with such people?"

"Before he finds out it's us, I suggest we withdraw."

"That's right. If Han 3000 is going to come back, it's like a disaster for us."

Fang Biao and Liu Tao were embarrassed. On one side, several elders or people from other families led by them became more timid.

After all, the battle of the desert city and now even the Twelve Gods of death in the desert are bad accidents, so that Han 3000's image is completely the same as the God of death in their hearts.

Who thinks his life is long and wants to fight against death?!

The beauty in the center laughs. Who else can there be except Lu Ruoxin?

"If you waste and garbage can deal with him, why is he Han 3000?"

Hearing this, they were greatly insulted and wondered. If so, why bother Han 3000? A group of people looked at Lu Ruoxin eagerly, waiting for her answer

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