Chapter 903

Of course, that's not going to end the killing of the bucktooth killer.

He said that he would cut the other party into eight segments.

So the blade of his hand was scratched on the bucktooth killer.

Scoff and sneer!

Scoff and sneer!

……

Zhan Zhan sword light like a green dragon cruises, blinking, that bucktooth killer became eight segments.

This way, zhouhao, it's over, it's over and the work is over.

At the end of his side, Yang Ge had also finished fighting. All the killers in the prison hall were killed, one not left, one left, and all of them were ashes.

At this time, the flute woke up.

She woke up, after two dumb calls, that was just pinched together before the throat was opened, immediately through a breath of clear, this just to shout out words.

"Uncle mouth! Uncle mouth! "

"Uncle zuzui!"

She yelled at the big mouth, and people were looking around, looking forward to seeing him near.

But she looked around for a while and did not see familiar figures.

Her heart was gripping, tears were all strained, but after not seeing Li Dazui, all her precautions collapsed in a flash.

The heart seems to be held by an invisible hand, and she can not breathe because of the pain. Tears also collapse in this instant, and it flows out with a crash and a full face.

"Uncle mouth!"

The crying of the flute was so sad that it was sad to hear it.

Zhou Hao approached and pressed her hand on her shoulder to try to comfort each other.

Xiaodi knew that Zhou Hao came over and grabbed zhouhao's hand directly. It was very pitiful to see it in tears.

She cried to zhouhao: "what about Uncle Zui, uncle Zui? Zhouhao, tell me, uncle zuzui is OK! "

She actually felt that Li Dazi was gone, and she would never have uncle Li again.

Zhouhaodun, saying no exit for a moment, he also has the same feeling as the flute, that is, the heart seems to be tightly held by an invisible big hand, breathing is very difficult.

The flute has white lips and dry face.

She has been looking at zhouhao all the time, holding each other's hand tightly, eyes do not blink, look at each other's face, motionless.

She still hopes that the other side can say a word: Uncle zuzui just did not follow up, he is OK.

But this is not always spoken from the other party's mouth.

Zhouhao finally said, "Uncle zuzui is already, no longer."

“……”

The flute was dead and his eyes were empty. Then he screamed suddenly. He ran back to the place where he saw LiDaJi just now.

Zhou Hao and Yangge followed immediately.

Soon, they arrived at the place where they saw LiDaJi before the flute fainted.

Here, they found the body of LiDaJi.

It should be said that it is a corpse.

At the end of the day, Li Dazui had been cut into seven by the people in the prison hall, and the death was very tragic.

The flute collected the corpse of LiDaJi and cried again.

It was another scene of tears and heartbroken ears.

Zhou Hao and Yangge accompanied by the flute to take the corpse of LiDaJi to bury, just on a mountain.

This is a mountain with colorful flowers, which is very high, overlooking the whole land of music, and can see the big mouth noodle stand clearly

The small, simple grave was built back, and LiDaJi was buried inside.

Take care of the flute and don't know how long Li Dazui.

Xiaodi stood in front of lidaizui's grave, standing long and holding a cluster of white flowers in his hand, and preparing to put it on the grave of lidaizui.