The man was so angry that he was breathing heavily, but the strange thing was that he was lying on the bed the whole time, looking very weak.
Luo Bing smiled enchantingly and said: "How is it? Have you never thought that one day, you will die from the magic of the Celestial Clan? You have performed magic countless times in your life. How do you feel about experiencing it this time? For you
They say this is magic, but to others, it is evil magic and evil, and it will eventually be eliminated!"
Yu Liu just received the message from Luo Bing, telling him not to act rashly, but he didn't expect that Luo Bing had already secretly attacked the man. Now, what do you want him to do?
The man coughed violently and was speechless.
Luo Bing was happy when he heard this, and stared at the dark figure behind the gauze curtain with a smile, and said: "No one from the Heavenly Clan has ever lived past the age of thirty. How many innocent lives have you killed by living to this day? Since this is the Heavenly Clan's
Destiny, why do you insist on resisting fate? How long has it been since you looked in the mirror? Do you know what you look like now? Skeletons are much prettier than you..."
"Stop talking!" The man yelled with all his strength: "Stop talking!"
Luo Bing smiled even more happily, "Why don't you say it? Aren't you afraid of seeing me? Do you think of your previous stunning look when you see my face? But I like to show you. If you are in pain, I
I feel extremely happy.”
"Evil son! Don't forget that you are the son of God of the Celestial Clan. You will inherit the Celestial Clan in the future, unify the world, and dominate everyone's lives! What are you doing? Are you stupid?" the man said hoarsely.
The voice roared, and he coughed more violently.
Luo Bing smiled lightly, with a trace of mockery, "This is just your ideal, what use do I have in this world? You have made me look like this, if I don't give it back to you, I will really be sorry for myself! What kind of son of God is this?
?Now that all the clans are gone, you are still sitting here
Looking at your Spring and Autumn Dream, do you think you are ridiculous? Why did I bring Yu Liu here? Because I want him to see you die with his own eyes. If you hadn't treated me like this, how could I have killed you with my own hands? I
Someone else will definitely do it, right?"
Like an outsider, Yu Liu stood aside and watched silently. Although he didn't know what Luo Bing went through when he was a child, Luo Bing's current appearance can only show that Luo Bing has suffered a lot of harm in this life, otherwise he would
You wouldn't have such hatred for a man who has no feelings!
"You...you, you didn't deserve to die, you were struck by lightning, and you actually killed your biological father!" The man seemed to be out of breath, and his voice was trembling.
"Even if I don't have a good death, you won't be able to see it. After you die, you will be reduced to ashes. Isn't it much more miserable than if I don't have a good death?" Luo Bing ducked to the bed, stretched out his hand to lift the gauze curtain, and slowly leaned over and stretched out a hand.
One hand...
From the angle Yu Liu was at, he couldn't see anything at all. He could only hear the man's heart-rending roar. Within a moment, the smell of blood spread. Yu Liu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Luo Bing.
Luo Bing still had his back to Yu Liu, expressionlessly looking at the slightly beating heart in his hand. The strange thing was that there was not even a trace of blood on his hand, and the heart was still in his hand as if it was in the air, even though it was dripping with blood.
, the blood kept dripping, but not a bit touched Luo Bing's hands.
"It's disgusting to look at." Luo Bingbing said coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the heart flew out of his hand and exploded in the air, leaving only a piece of flesh and blood.