"Bang" is the sound of a man's heavy body falling to the ground.

Yes, a man died when he was most satisfied.

Even when his head left his body, he didn't react until he saw his body slowly fall in the other direction.

He tried to open his eyes, want to see everything more clearly, but it's too late.

He died, completely dead, pupil unlimited expansion, no more than half of the glory.

As if he didn't hear the sound behind him, Zhou ruo'an slowly took back his outstretched arm and went on.

She holds the finger of dagger to hang in the side of the body, with every time walk when step move and slowly rise and fall.

Every time the knife rises and falls, a drop of thick blood will roll down from the sharp blade, condense in the sharpest part of the dagger until it condenses a weight that is difficult to support, and then it will fall down with a "pa" sound.

At the foot of the soil, almost every minute of moisture has been dried, the sole of the foot over, easily aroused a layer of fine dust.

Blood on such a land is the most precious treasure, but it will be absorbed in the blink of an eye, leaving only a little dark trace, which is covered by the dust rising from the bottom of the foot.

According to such a posture, Zhou ruo'an slowly returned to his yard, with her back is the foot of the faint blood petals.

The body of the man smelled quickly in the hot weather, and soon attracted the attention of others.

"Ah Belong to the woman to fight all the sharp cry resounding through the sky, easily into everyone's eardrum.

Zhou ruo'an's action of rubbing his fingers stopped for a moment, and soon continued as if nothing had happened. The clear water wave gently swayed with Zhou ruo'an's action, knocking on the edge of the wooden basin, making a slightly dull sound.

"Let's see."

For Zhou ruo'an and Ling Tianwang's vicious trick is about to take shape, sun Xiao frowned, some dissatisfied casually ordered a sentence.

The more people gathered, the first maid who found the body was still beside her. No one helped her forward.

Their eyes were strange, and there was a faint vomit in them.

The Explorer came back quickly, met sun Xiao's dissatisfied eyes and said, "master, Mr. Wu is dead."

Sun Xiao was ready to scold, but before he could say it, he suddenly heard such news. He was in a panic. Even the almost formed plan disappeared in such a sudden.

Although it hurts, sun Xiao doesn't have much time to care about it now.

He got up from his chair and went out without thinking about it. At the same time, he asked in a cold voice, "tell me all about it."

After hearing sun Xiao's words, the man didn't dare to be careless. I hastened to tell you what I had just seen and heard in detail. I dare not make any mistakes.

With the distance of the incident getting closer, sun Xiao's cold will become more and more strong. Even in the dog days, it makes people next to him feel cold.

With such a distinct perception, the man's grasp of sun Xiao's emotions is more accurate.

But just because of this, the confusion in that person's heart became more and more intense.

He didn't understand why Sun Xiao's death caused such a big reaction. After all, he was not irreplaceable, was he?

Such doubts have always existed in his heart, and did not slowly disappear with the passage of time. On the contrary, he was more and more scratching his heart and lungs, which made his mood difficult to calm down.

Along the way, sun Xiao soon smelled the smell of rapid fermentation.

His brow tightly twisted up, the foot step faster, as if to fly up.

Before he really came near, sun Xiao saw the crowd.

"What are you doing here?" Sun Xiao stopped behind them and began to scold impatiently.

From time to time, large beads of sweat fell from his forehead. Some of them fell to the side of his face, while others fell into the corners of his eyes along the arc of his eyes.

How can the fragile eyes endure such grievances? There is a steady stream of tears pouring out immediately, trying to dilute the sour taste, which is out of control at all.

So, when those people were frightened, they looked back one by one, and saw a sun Xiao with dim tears in his eyes.

Although sun Xiaoping doesn't emphasize his identity too much, he has a unique style in his every move. He never goes too far.

It is the first time for Song Ci to return to normal, but now it is the second time.

As we all know, Song Ci and sun Xiao have a lot to do with each other. What about this man?

With such doubts, people's eyes glided on the two people's bodies, and their guesses came out one after another. Even the people who had doubts in their hearts could not help but feel a sense of enlightenment.When sun Xiao finally stopped crying, he raised his eyes and felt the strange sight coming from all directions.

He frowned slightly, and his heart was at a loss, but for all that, now he didn't have much time to explore these.

He sank his face and looked back one by one. At the same time, he repeated, "what are you doing here? Come back to your position

As sun Xiao's voice fell, everyone answered in a low and urgent voice, and then left quickly like a flock of birds.

With drooping eyelids, sun Xiao calmed down and slowly approached. As expected, he saw the man's face with a stubble beard.

Maybe it's because of the smell, or maybe it's because of the blood on the side. After standing in the same place for a while, sun Xiao felt dizzy, and his nose was stinging.

He hung on the side of the fingers across the clothes, heavily pinching the outside of his thigh, trying to keep calm by the continuous pain.

Slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, sun Xiao fast and calm command everyone's task.

The man nearby quickly observed sun Xiao's expression at this time, and quickly overturned his previous guess.

Sun Xiao's calmness at this time comes from blood and bone. When he mentions the dead, he doesn't have any special actions. Some of them only have the worry of crossing unconsciously in his eyes.

"Worry"? The man was keen to capture this point, heart jump, there is a faint light in the mind flash away, will be boundless blankness torn a hole.