But murongsheng didn't respond to the black widow's shrill scream at all. He just looked at the black widow lightly.

Playing with dagger in hand, throwing dagger up and down. Just saw that the strange and disgusting liquid on the dagger was thrown clean one by one.

The whole scene quieted down. Just now, it was clear that the black widow was chasing and attacking the woman crazily. As a result, when they didn't react, it was inexplicably that the woman gave the black widow to

This situation, they did not respond, let them stay.

However, after a moment of stupefaction, a burst of roar and shouts broke out.

"Ha ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha

"I didn't expect that! The black widow can't even fight a man who doesn't know martial arts! "

"This is really shocking!"

How can people who can come here care who dies and who lives? What they have to do is See this situation with the imagination is completely different from the scene!

After all, you can guess the result from the beginning. Who would like to sit here and watch?

Murongsheng listened to the roar coming from his ear and swept around casually. His eyes fell on the black widow again. Just that kind of mood suddenly disappeared.

Left behind, only killing, only bloody, only cold hard staring at the black widow. It's just like the evil spirit climbing out of hell, full of cold murderous gas.

The murderous spirit on his body radiates out without covering. He has a desire for blood and a pleasure of killing himself. It's totally different from murongsheng at the beginning!

I used to live for the sake of being alive. I didn't want to cause trouble. I just wanted to swallow everything.

But since being inspired by the sentimental whip, the hidden blood in my heart

This kind of murongsheng, even shangguanhuang has never seen.

Looking at murongsheng like this, shangguanhuang has no fear in his heart, and some of them are only full of heartache.

If If I had known murongsheng a little earlier, wouldn't she have suffered so much in Rongguo mansion?

Looking at the situation on the competition ground, sun Zhengshi's expectation was completely defeated: "brother, it seems that the woman is really not her, but her voice is somewhat similar..."

The tone is low, in the heart is having the flavor which loses slowly.

Murongsheng, he will never be so murderous.

Even after experiencing the life of Rongguo government, such murderous spirit will not appear in murongsheng, because it will never be raised by ordinary people.

Sun Wenzhe didn't speak. He just reached out and patted on the back of sun Zheng's poem to comfort him.

From the beginning, he was very clear in his heart that the woman could not be murongsheng.

Because murongsheng is dead.

Listening to that woman's voice is a bit like murongsheng, sun Zheng's poetry subconsciously recognizes people as murongsheng, which is just the obsession of sun Zheng's poetry.

Sun's brothers and sisters are in a very low mood here. Shangguanhong, who just stood up and was dragged down by Wanyan yinyao, never looked away from murongsheng.