Chapter 975

Dyed white hooked the corner of her mouth, and the bloodthirsty cold voice sounded: "die."

The whole city is dead.

Butcher city

A simple word, the lives of thousands of people, ashes.

"Report, the city has been slaughtered, please give instructions!" the soldier looked at ran Bai with full awe and worship.

The name of Princess lengguo, the God of death, has spread all over the world.

Everyone knows everything.

Since the battlefield, Princess lengguo has fallen from the sky and turned the tide with her own strength.

Millions of troops were slaughtered in an instant, and the battlefield at that time was as bloody as hell.

Only the woman in red leans on her body, bloodthirsty and cold.

Death came, but so.

Bloodthirsty Shura, Tu Mie I.

The name of the God of death in the cold country spread, and no one did not hear it.

Everywhere you go, there are massacres.

Another slaughterhouse, dyed white, languidly stood on the street full of blood and corpses, with a faint smile on his lips.

The atmosphere of silence and despair seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"General, I don't know something about my subordinates." the soldier hesitated for a long time before he dared to ask thousands of questions.

"Say." dyed white faintly spit out a word, looking careless.

"You can let those people go. Why... Kill the city." the soldier clenched his teeth and asked.

The girl in red gave a light Ho, and her cool thin eyes lifted slightly: "this hall needs to explain to you?"

Slaughter the city, not the city, but despair.

Drive the enemy country to a state of despair, kill it and kill it.

Cruel or cold-blooded.

In short, the goal has been achieved, hasn't it?

"It's the subordinate's fault." the soldier turned pale.

As a soldier, what he has to do is to obey the orders issued by the general and not allow questions.

Ran Bai looked at him coolly, and his voice was light and indifferent: "then follow the military regulations."

Absolute obedience, complete obedience.

What she needs is such a person.

Not someone who questions her decision at will and is unwilling to pity.

Pity, ah, if pity were useful, she would not have destroyed countless worlds for it.

If you succeed, your bones will wither.

Emperor Road, white bone shop, blood auxiliary.

With the coming of glory, there is countless blood.

The supreme position always comes at a price.

Kindness is original sin.

Cold blooded, can live.

And she, who chooses to dominate everything, will not choose to die even if she becomes a person who has no feelings and degenerates into darkness.

To live means to have the opportunity to... Kill all the people who have borne you.

Dead, oh, useless.

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Far away in the headquarters of the enemy's barracks.

The leader looked at the deep foam with a gloomy face and said with gnashing teeth: "didn't you say that Leng Baimu would cooperate with us? Why do I see that one of them is slaughtering the city and the other is in the right court!"

Deep foam didn't know what was going on. Her heart kept sinking and swallowed a mouthful of water. She reluctantly said, "commander, don't be impatient about this. Maybe they took other measures."

The man known as the commander-in-chief sneered, grabbed the deep foam hair with one hand and said gloomily, "I hope so. If there is a mistake, I will kill you first!"

"Yes, yes." deep foam nodded again and again, and her scalp hurt. She scolded the commander-in-chief countless times in her heart, but had to please her face and said, "don't worry, commander-in-chief, you won't, you won't. I'll communicate with them now."

The commander-in-chief snorted coldly. In the end, he loosened his hand holding the deep foam hair: "I hope so!"