Queen of the Underworld: Don't be too arrogant, woman

The anger and hatred in his heart was almost monstrous.

Almost without thinking about it, Void grabbed it, and a black sharp sword appeared in his hand.

With a flash of his body, Di Sha rushed towards Mu Huang.

A sword flew across the air, and landed fiercely on Muhuang's neck.

The sword penetrated into the skin, and the blood flowed down instantly. [

That little bit of scarlet was not comparable to the fiery red magma behind them.

However, the red is so dazzling and tragic.

Muhuang suffered from pain, and his mind regained consciousness again.

With slightly opened eyes, he saw Di Sha who was very close at hand.

Di Sha, who was standing in front of him, had a face full of resentment, anger, and hatred.

The long sword in his hand lay across his neck, cutting through his skin.

As long as Disha is ruthless, the sharp sword born with the power of darkness can directly kill him.

Muhuang looked at Disha with a blank expression on his face.

What was revealed in those cold eyes was definitely not compromise, let alone panic and begging.

Similarly, there is even less pity and sympathy.

There is only aloofness, a kind of aloofness that transcends all gestures.

Di Sha looked into Mu Huang's eyes, and looked at the meaning revealed in Mu Huang's eyes.

The sword in his hand became tighter and tighter.

On Muhuang's neck, the wound immediately became a little deeper.

"Young master, kill him, kill him..." The servants of the black hell next to him gritted their teeth and said to the emperor.

Hei Hell is never afraid of death, nor is it afraid of enemies coming to the door.

The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken. This is the code of conduct of the Black Hell.

This man hurt and hated their young master, and even caused such a big disaster.

To kill him, first calm down their young master's anger. [

Disha listened to the words around him, and the murderous intent surged up in his eyes crazily.

Kill him, kill him.

Without him, Fengyun will sooner or later forget that there is such a person as Muhuang.

Time can change everything and dissolve everything.

Kill him, better kill him now.

Disha gritted his teeth and looked at Muhuang, his eyes began to turn redder.

Inside, there is a kind of ferocity that is about to go crazy.

But Muhuang looked at all this, and just looked at Di Sha blankly.

He had nothing to say about Di Sha.