Amidst Chu Shaoyang's loud laughter, the black-armored soldiers dropped their weapons and rushed towards the Thousand-faced Young Master who fell on the ground.
Although he is a man, they don't care. This is a toy given to them by the prince. They can play with it however they want, as long as it doesn't kill him and allows him to breathe! They have a lot of tricks to torture people in the military camp!
Chu Shaoyang ignored the laughter of the sergeants behind him and the screams from the Thousand-faced Young Master.
He heard nothing, turned slowly, and walked away.
He didn't care at all whether the Thousand-faced Young Master was alive or dead. He always held a blood-stained cyan cloth tightly in his hand. It was the only thing that belonged to her found in the cave.
Ever since he learned of her death, a large part of his heart had died, and what was still beating in his chest was just a heart of revenge.
Now, he finally found her enemy and finally avenged her, but there was no satisfaction in his heart, let alone comfort. His chest was still so empty, as if his whole body had been hollowed out.
Even if she is avenged, so what? After all, she would die, and he would never see her again!
He walked forward step by step, his steps staggering, his eyes empty. He didn't know where he was going, let alone what to do next. Maybe, he should go with her
She might be lonely under the underworld alone. If he went too, he would talk to her. When she saw him, would she still be as cold to him as she was in the human world, rejecting him thousands of miles away? ? Would she still blame him and hate him
Chu Shaoyang walked forward drowsily.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a huge sound behind him. The sound was like a thunderbolt in the night sky, which shocked him all over.
He turned around and saw countless flowers raining down in the night sky, and the flowers were blooming all over the sky. They were beautiful, bright, magnificent and gorgeous.
The sound made his ears rumble, but the beautiful scenery in front of him made him open his mouth in shock.
This was a beautiful scene that he had never seen in his life. Countless misty flower petals were flying in the air, colorful, and falling.
The beautiful scene was still in his sight, and a hot raindrop suddenly splashed on his face.
It thundered, will it rain afterwards
But why are these raindrops hot
Chu Shaoyang stretched out his hand and touched it, and felt that the raindrops were sticky and hot. They were not rain, but blood!
As the beautiful fireworks bloomed in the sky, he saw the black-armored soldiers falling down one after another. Their faces were still shining with colorful lights, and their eyes were wide open. Until they died, they didn't know what happened to them. dead.
All the armored soldiers surrounding Young Master Thousand Faces, no one was spared!
Chu Shaoyang was stunned, shocked by this sudden change, and stood there blankly, like a stone statue.
In this huge accident, the only survivor was him, Chu Shaoyang!
Among the corpses of the armored soldiers lying on the ground, a figure stained red with blood slowly stood up.
His whole body was covered with blood and minced meat, and his true face could no longer be seen, but his eyes were unusually bright, staring at Chu Shaoyang for a moment.
Chu Shaoyang looked at the man who looked like he crawled out of a river of blood. All the muscles in his body were tense and his pupils shrank to a point.