Super Space Trading Group

Gradually, the water of that big river turned into blood. Only then did the dead handle wooden hanging clearly see those arms in the river, all of which were the arms of those who had been killed by himself.

"Pay your life..."

"Go to hell with me..."

Those people grabbed the ankle of the dead handle wooden hanging with claws and claws, and dragged him to the bottom of the water.

"Go away!

The dead handle wooden hanging took a deep breath, and the whole body burst out with endless power, and all those guys bounced off.

In fact, what he did was hurting his own body. In reality, he sprayed a large mouthful of blood, and several of the meridians in his body were broken.

Bai Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the action of the dead-handled wooden hanger with a half-smile.

No one can leave Infinite Tsukuyomi alive except for the caster's own cancellation. They often fall into a fantasy world and cannot extricate themselves.

The dead-handled wooden hanger jumped out of the big river when he was about to go ashore. Discovered that the whole world is a river, there is no land at all.

I saw 480 he closed his eyes slightly and sat with his legs crossed in the air. Countless pairs stretched out from the blood river, trying to drag him back.

The dead handle wooden hanging also realized that he was trapped in the illusion, and no longer paid attention to those things. He closed his eyes to himself, completely ignoring the movements of those arms.

Bai Cheng's brows were slightly wrinkled, and the illusion in which the dead-handled wooden hanging quickly changed. It became a familiar environment for him, and AFO and Black Mist slowly walked towards him.

"Why are you so nervous, what happened?"

The AFO wanted to come over and take the shoulder of the dead handle, but the other side was very alert and scattered. The latter pretended to be a little angry and stared straight into the other's eyes.

"Don't play with these fancy things, I've seen through your fantasy!"

The dead handle wooden hanger snorted coldly, and said a little angrily.

"..."

After listening to the words of the dead handle wooden hanging, the AFO showed a look of hatred (caej), and then slapped him angrily.

"If you talk nonsense to me here again, I will tear out every bone in your body next time!"

The AFO pinched the neck of the dead handle wooden hanger and roared fiercely.

The dead handle wooden hang was bluffed all of a sudden, he really felt the existence of AFO. He covered his cheeks and was speechless.

"Black Mist, take him to the confinement room! 99

Afterwards, the AFO stared at the dead wooden hanger in a particularly irritable manner, and said viciously.

The dead handle wooden hanging was swallowed up by the black mist in an instant, and came to a void space. There was no light around, and nothing could be seen clearly.

In front of the AFO, the dead-handled wooden hanger has absolutely no motivation to resist. He fumbled around the space, but found nothing. After a few minutes, he calmed down, closed his eyes and began to recharge his batteries.

What he didn't know, however, was that Bai Cheng was constantly absorbing his energy through this space.

After an unknown amount of time, the dead-handled wooden hanger slowly opened his eyes. He didn't even have the strength to stand up now, and he slapped his head sharply.

"I'm still in a fantasy..."

The dead handle wooden hanger woke up like a dream, and said with a little difficulty.

"..."

Just as Dad, Bai Cheng snapped his fingers nonchalantly and brought the dead handle wood back to reality.

The other party looked at the dazzling sunlight and quickly covered his eyes. He couldn't tell whether he was in a fantasy world or in reality now.

"How does it feel? 35

Bai Cheng laughed coldly, he stretched his body and looked at each other casually.

"I'm back to reality?"

The dead handle wooden hanging took a deep breath and asked a question subconsciously.

"Yes, but unfortunately you are going to die soon!"

Bai Cheng's eyes turned cold, and the dead wooden hanger was lifted up by a mysterious force. He kept struggling and his face became super ugly.

"You... if... now... kill me, you will... regret it for the rest of your life...!

The dead handle wooden hanging took a breath and said intermittently.

"Regret? It doesn't exist, if I don't kill you, I will regret it for the rest of my life! 99

Bai Cheng looked at each other with contempt, and wrapped his hands in front of him. Moving his fingers, the dead-handled wooden hanger was even more breathless.

"You... don't forget, the people from Xiongying Academy... are gone..."

The whole face of the dead handle wooden hanged red, and he said hesitantly.

Bai Cheng also reacted immediately, loosening a little bit of strength. Hanging the dead wooden stick on the ground, he looked at each other thoughtfully.

"Is that right..."

The dead handle wooden crane took the opportunity to break free from the shackles of that power, rubbed his neck, and said with a smile.

"Where are they now?"

Bai Cheng looked at each other blankly and said viciously.

"I'll tell you this later! Put your attitude aside first, or I don't know what will happen!"

After the dead-hand wooden hanger had the chips, he had to speak a lot tougher, he slowly came to Bai Cheng's front, and lay on the other side's shoulder.

"Don't go too far..."

Bai Cheng clenched his fist, and if he couldn't control it, he would hit the opponent's body directly.

"See this thing?"

The dead handle wooden hanging raised his right hand and showed Bai Cheng the bracelet on his wrist.

"what is this?"

Bai Cheng looked at the bracelet with a puzzled expression, slightly bewildered.