Sun God, Yue Niang and Xingshi finally recovered some strength. They took Su Wencheng, Bai He, Dong Fangfang, and a dozen martial arts masters from the Dong family to hide far away.
Everyone formed a circle and protected Dong Fangfang in the middle. Although she was safe for the time being, she still couldn't help but feel frightened when she saw the killing between Qin Tian and Ghost Fire in the distance.
At this moment, they all felt that their fate was so unpredictable. Tonight, their lives were not in their own hands, but in the hands of a madman.
If this lunatic can wake up in time, everything will be easy.
If he can't wake up, then after killing Will-o'-the-Wisp and others, they will be his next target.
He needs to use killing and blood to calm his boiling soul.
In the end, if there is no one else in front of him, then he can only use his own life to drink poison to quench his thirst.
The doors leading to the attic have long been closed.
Chen Qing, together with the Ghost King and others, looked down from a high position and looked at the hell-like tragedy below.
For them, they are safe. In the end, everyone below, including Qin Tian, dies, so they are the final winners.
Now, Chen Qing has become determined and no longer cares about the lives of Will-o'-the-Wisp.
After all, compared to his own safety and the family's future plans, let alone ten grandmasters, twenty or thirty, so why not sacrifice them?
In this world, only the chess player who plays chess is truly strong. Others, as long as they are chess pieces, no matter how strong they are, can be sacrificed when necessary.
Isn't the greatest significance of the existence of chess pieces the sacrifice?
...
The stars move and time passes.
The brutal battle had lasted for several hours. The incessant screams and the strong smell of blood had numbed the hearts of those watching.
Everyone was stunned, as if they had become emotionless wooden people.
As dawn approached, the night became darker. There was heavy fog on the surrounding lake, making it look airtight.
It seems like the end of the world has happened, and this island has become an isolated hell.
As the last shrill scream sounded, the will-o'-the-wisp trembled. He was unwilling to give in, he didn't believe it, he wanted to live, he still had many things to do, and he hadn't enjoyed enough...
But, this is fate.
Tonight, his life is destined to end here.
He lowered his head and watched as the knife that had pierced his heart was slowly pulled out. The blade was already stained red with blood.
My heart feels a little cold, probably because of the ventilation.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Qin Tian standing in front of him.
Qin Tian's eyes were blood red, but the expression on his face was a sinister smile.
The devil kills people and feels perverted satisfaction and happiness.
"You are dead." He grinned at the will-o'-the-wisp.
His mouth was also full of blood, and his teeth were stained red.
Will-o'-the-wisp wanted to say something, but he no longer had the right to speak. When he opened his mouth, a large stream of blood spurted out, directly spraying Qin Tian's face.
Then, his body fell down like a deflated rubber ball and turned into a corpse.
Qin Tian's face was sprayed with blood. He touched it with his hand and showed a ferocious expression. He looked up and saw a group of people trembling in the distance like frightened chickens. His eyes once again appeared.
A ferocious expression.
He held the knife, raised his steps, and walked over.
"No, don't come here...Brother-in-law, I am Wencheng! I am your brother!"
"Have you forgotten my sister? She is your favorite woman, Su Su!"