Chapter 4170: I don't need last words
Mo Tian is already begging for mercy at this moment.
dignity?
What is that?
Can you save your life?
If you can save your life and lose your dignity, it's no big deal.
Anyway... Anyway, I don't have the right to care now.
"Lord Demon Heavenly Sage, you should still say your last words."
"At least, save yourself a decent one!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely follow your last words."
The first **** child of the Dark Temple, Madman, stepped forward and said with a sincere expression.
Devil: "???"
Grass!
Do you want labor and capital to die?
What about a special legacy?
Saying my last words, I really want to die!
do you understand?
The hopeless one?
I'm shaking all over my body right now!
That sense of panic will completely devour me!
Don't understand, don't understand at all!
asshole! asshole! Straight **** home!
call! Whoohoo!
Excited heart, trembling hands, only by experiencing it personally, can I understand how crazy that ultimate idea is!
The complexion has even slowly become distorted!
"I don't say last words!"
"I want to live!"
"After the last words are finished, I will die!"
"Everyone is dead, what does this outside matter have to do with me?"
"It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me!"
"Go! Go!"
"Go away! Go away!"
"Dog thing! I'm going to kill you!"
"I can not stand it any more!"
The crazy roar followed, and the killing intent in the eyes condensed to the extreme!
At this moment, while talking, the magnitude of the body tremor has increased in an all-round way!
That kind of crazy mood can only be understood after experiencing it personally, and it is only crazy!
"never mind."
"Don't say it, don't say it."
"Then just kill it."
Fang Fan yawned and seemed very lazy at the moment. While talking, he yawned indifferently.
From beginning to end, I didn't care at all.
"no, do not want!"
"Don't kill...don't kill me!"
"I'm useful! I'm still useful!"
"Let me go!"
"I... I can surrender to you! Become your retainer! I can follow you!"
"Fang Fan!"
"Master Fang Fan!"
"I... I'm also a supreme demigod anyway!"
"Leave me... It must be useful to you to leave me."
"I can do anything!"
"As long as you let me live, I can help you deal with them now!"
Mo Tian now doesn't want to face at all. In order to live, he has become completely anxious now.
While talking, he nodded frequently, his ultimate consciousness was expanding little by little.
Excited heart, trembling hands, these feelings, you can only know after experiencing them personally, they are really arrogant! It's really exciting!
Face? What the **** is that?
Did you care?
Never mind!
A thing that can be directly killed with a slap is nothing.
Calm, very calm!
All in all, the mentality must be stable and stable, and don’t make a fuss about those who don’t have it, there will be problems, and it’s easy to have big problems.
The first God Son of the Dark Temple, the madman, has turned his face away.
Um!
I really missed this wave.
The dog will probably shake his head when he sees it.
This is so special, is it still a first-class saint?
Listen! What is this all about?
Invisibly, there is a feeling of slap in the face!
The mind was instantly numb.
Thoughts were floating, and a word could not be uttered.
It's nothing, it's just a few blind shots, it's boring, it's really not interesting.
"Second!"
"Shut up!"
"My warrior of the dark temple, can't beg for mercy!"
"If you die, you will die, don't be ashamed!"
For a time, the Dark Temple Pope Motu couldn't stand it anymore, it was too embarrassing, and immediately stood up and scolded.
"Big brother!"
"you shut up!"
"It's not you who is going to die now, of course you don't care!"
"Look at the knife on your neck, are you nervous!"
"Easier said than done!"
"call!"
"Master Fang Fan!"
"Leave them alone!"
"I... I really surrender!"
"I'll do whatever you ask me to do!"
"Even if... even if you ask me to kill my elder brother, it's fine!"
"Just spare my life!"
"I just want to live now!"
"There is hope in living, and there is hope in living."
Mo Tian blushed and immediately prayed to Fang Fan.
When the fear reaches an extreme, it will not be able to control those who are there or not.
At this time, the whole person is in a state of bleeding.
The current consciousness is also a little less sober.
Gradually numb the moment, mental collapse on the spot.
Fang Fan: "..."
Fang Fan didn't know what to say at the moment.
It seems...too sandy.
The whole person's consciousness is in a state of tension.
At the moment, the thoughts followed completely disordered.
At the moment when his mind trembled, he couldn't say a word.
"You can even kill your own eldest brother, can I keep you?"
"What are you doing? Are you going to backstab me?"
"Kill it."
"Do it."
Fang Fan waved his hand indifferently.
"According to the Lord!"
The soldiers of the Shenlongren Legion nodded, and then they were ready to start.
"You really want to kill me?"
"crazy!"
"Really crazy!"
"A supreme demigod combat power, isn't it fragrant?"
"You do not want?"
"Are you sure?"
"What the **** do you think?"
"Why! Why do you have to force me?"
"Am I so easy to bully?"
"You forced me! You forced me all!"
"There's nothing I can do about it!"
"I'm so helpless too!"
"Then I can only take you with me!"
"Let's go together! Let's go together!"
"God of Destruction!"
"Please give me strength!"
"I sacrifice!"
"I sacrifice everything!"
"Kill them! Kill them!"
"My soul, my body, everything I have is yours!"
"Please, help me kill them!"
"They are the most humble beings!"
"I hate them! I hate them!"
"I'm going to kill them!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill it!"
"All die! All die, okay?"
"Go! Go!"
"Go away all!"
"I see you, it's annoying! It's annoying!"
Mo Tian's mental state suddenly seemed a little wrong.
At this moment, he gritted his teeth and talked, and the whole person seemed to be in a trance.
While speaking, all kinds of consciousness are about to be crushed to the extreme.
The mind trembled, completely not knowing why.
When the blood collapses, it will be destroyed!
All destroyed!
Mood is bursting! Very bursting!
I wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Unable to grasp... Unable to grasp.
That kind of mood, no one can understand.
boom!
Boom!
There was a sudden explosion of thunder in the air!
Lightning strikes!
The wind is changing!
For a time, there was an extremely strong sense of oppression, and it seemed that he wanted to suppress everyone to the bottom!
The sky suddenly turned grey.
