When the little black cat jumped over the shoulders of Murong Patriarch, its sharp claws slashed across his neck.
Immediately, Patriarch Murong's neck seemed to have been cut by a sharp weapon.
The little black cat moved and returned to Su Luo's shoulder, sitting firmly.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Murong Patriarch.
A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the East Patriarch! The speed of the little black cat just now was too fast and too fast. If he were the Murong Patriarch, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better, and he would definitely not be able to dodge.
Fortunately, that little black cat used claws instead of a sharp sword after all. Looking at the wound on the neck of Patriarch Murong, it seemed to be very shallow, and blood was slowly seeping out.
But soon, the East Patriarch found that his thoughts were too naive.
Because Patriarch Murong's expression was very strange at the moment.
It was obviously a shallow claw mark, but his whole body was stunned, his entire face was rigid, and emotions like panic, pain, shock, remorse, annoyance, etc. flashed through his eyes one by one.
This... that's weird.
Not only Patriarch Murong is strange, but the rest of the people are also very strange, they all thought silently in their hearts, what happened to Patriarch Murong
At this moment, the Murong Patriarch helped them solve the answer.
All they heard was a "squeaky" sound... like the sound of wood breaking.
Where did this sound come from
"Look at Brother Murong's neck!" Clan leader Shan exclaimed.
As a result, everyone's eyes were directed towards Murong Patriarch.
I saw the extreme panic on the face of the Murong Patriarch, and the claw marks on his neck that were originally shallow marks are now expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye!
soon!
The whole, the claw marks circled around the neck, and then the creaking sound of bones breaking came from there.
I saw Patriarch Murong standing stiffly, his pupils shrunk rapidly due to extreme fear, and his head swayed because of his neck being cut, as if it would fall off at any time...
very scary…
Those patriarchs touched their necks subconsciously, as if they were the ones whose heads were about to fall...
creak creak...
creak creak...
Snapped!
That swaying swaying head, like a watermelon with a ripe stalk, fell to the ground with a clatter.
At this moment, the blood on the neck of the headless corpse was rushing upward like a fountain!
Soon, the blood rushing towards the sky fell down like fireworks due to the action of gravity.
The few patriarchs who were close were still in shock at the moment, so they didn't pay attention and were covered in blood mist all over their faces.
"what!"
A patriarch screamed in surprise, and quickly stepped back, but accidentally stepped on the head of Murong patriarch, a careless, a fart. He sat down and flattened Patriarch Murong's head.
No matter how daring the patriarch Shan was, he wasn't like that. He was almost scared to pee.
At this time, Xiao Lin and Clan Chief Lin were truly relieved.
Xiao Lin gave Su Luo an angry look: "Why didn't you tell me about such a treasure earlier? It made me worry to death before, and I was afraid that Xiao Ming, who finally escaped, will explain it here."
Su Luo looked at her faintly: "Didn't I keep talking?"
When Xiao Lin heard this, yes, Su Luo seemed to have been telling her to calm down, and even told her to sit down and eat melon seeds and gossip... But she thought she was dizzy, and it was funny when she thought about it.