The bandits who regarded themselves as demons and the camp leader Guangxin was not around, they were not convinced by each other.

Now that the alcohol is more important than God, the eldest son and his second son, they all want to taste the taste of the little girl first.

Then these guys are not from their classmates, so they don’t have to worry about the so-called relationship between classmates.

For the sake of the two little ladies, about ten people fought in public.

There is no shortage of smart people in the world, and there are naturally among the devils.

When these people were fighting fiercely, a thin man sneaked into two girls and took them back to his room while everyone was not paying attention.

What he wanted to do was self-evident. The thin man had just taken off his pants halfway, and a flying sword pierced from the back of his head and came out from the middle of his eyebrows.

But the eleven people who gathered to fight were beaten to the sky and the earth, and the scolding was even more filthy.

Suddenly, someone scolded angrily: "Damn it, Lao Liu, you are too much, you are trying to kill the little girl."

"You killed the eighth brother, and the elder brother knows that you are good."

The person who is called Lao Liu stopped talking nonsense: "The fourth brother, don't talk nonsense, I didn't kill my own people. You don't like me on weekdays, but you are the one who kills me, right?"

As soon as Lao Liu finished speaking, he fell to the ground in depressed state.

"The fourth brother, you are the one who killed your own people." Everyone was furious and attacked the fourth brother together.

The bandits who landed at the end were slit by flying swords at some point.

There was another wave of mutual suspicion, and the fewer and fewer people fought. Later, they didn't even need to use flying swords to help, and their own people would be killed to death.

All the twelve people were solved, and Shang Luoqi walked out of the darkness. He was extremely cold and the flying sword passed through the eyebrows of the corpse in turn to ensure that the bandits could not die again.

Shang Luoqi looked at the darkness and murmured to himself: "You injured me. Since I didn't take my life, then you can die."

Shang Luoqi's hair suddenly stood up and turned around. Seeing that it was a man with similar outfits as his, he put down his guard and asked.

"When did you come?"

The man asked back: "Don't you even call me with your senior brother?"

Shang Luoqi clasped his fists a little awkwardly: "I've seen my senior brother."

Yao Yuan walked in and patted Shang Luoqi on the shoulder: "Let's go, you are not his opponent."

The latter wanted to refute it, but after thinking about it, I'd better forget it. The senior brother said it was right.

It’s not because the gap in strength is too large, and it won’t be seriously injured until now.

The top ten demons Guangxin have a hobby. He likes to tear off the skin to make specimens after playing with the captured girl.

After keeping it, take it out one by one to show your past glory.

There are not a thousand or eight hundred women killed in his hands. Who can make a perfect decision by making specimens?

Today, my hands were trembling for no reason. When I was suddenly frightened, I was shocked to find that two flying swords were coming straight.

On this day, Guangxin, the tenth devil in the Seven Killings world, was killed in the clan.
Chapter completed!