Chapter 1098
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Murong Sheng had no response to the black widow's shrill scream, but looked at the black widow lightly.
He played with the dagger in his hand and threw it up and down. I saw that the strange and disgusting liquid just stained on the dagger was thrown clean one by one.
The whole audience was quiet. Just now it was clear that the black widow was frantically chasing and attacking the woman. As a result, when they didn't react, it inexplicably became that the woman gave the black widow
They didn't react to this situation and left them stunned.
However, after being stunned for a moment, a burst of roars and shouts broke out in an instant.
"Ha ha, ha ha, it's really interesting!"
"Unexpectedly! The black widow can't even fight a person who doesn't know martial arts!"
"This is really shocking!"
How can people who can come here care who dies and who lives? All they have to do is... See this situation is completely different from what they imagined!
After all, you can guess the result from the beginning. Who is willing to sit here and watch?
Murong Sheng listened to the roar coming from his ears, swept around at will, and his eyes fell on the black widow again. Just that kind of light mood suddenly disappeared.
What remained was only killing, only blood, and only cold staring at the black widow. Like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, he was full of cold murderous spirit.
The murderous spirit on his body radiates without covering. He has a desire for blood and a pleasure of killing himself, which is completely different from Murong Sheng at the beginning!
In the past, I lived to live. I didn't want to provoke things. I just wanted to swallow all things into my stomach.
But since the blood hidden in my heart was inspired by the amorous whip
Murong Sheng like this has never even seen Shangguan Huang.
Looking at Murong Sheng like this, Shangguan Huang had no fear in his heart, and some had only dense heartache.
If... If I had known murongsheng earlier, wouldn't she have suffered so many grievances in Rongguo mansion?
Looking at the situation on the competition ground, sun Zhengshi's expectation was completely defeated: "brother, it seems that the woman is really not her, but her voice is somewhat similar..."
The tone is low, and the heart has the taste of slowly losing.
Murong Sheng, there will never be such a murderous spirit.
Even after the life of Rongguo mansion, such murderous spirit will not appear on Murong Sheng, because it will never be raised by ordinary people.
Sun Wenzhe didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and patted a few times behind Sun Zheng's poetry to comfort him.
From the beginning, his heart was very clear that the woman could not be Murong Sheng.
Because Murong Sheng is dead.
Listening to the woman's voice is a bit like Murong Sheng, sun Zheng's poetry subconsciously recognizes people as Murong Sheng, which is just the obsession of sun Zheng's poetry.
The mood of the sun family's brothers and sisters is very low here. Just after standing up, Shangguan Hong was dragged down by Wanyan yinyao, but his eyes have never moved away from Murong Sheng.
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Murong Sheng had no response to the black widow's shrill scream, but looked at the black widow lightly.
He played with the dagger in his hand and threw it up and down. I saw that the strange and disgusting liquid just stained on the dagger was thrown clean one by one.
The whole audience was quiet. Just now it was clear that the black widow was frantically chasing and attacking the woman. As a result, when they didn't react, it inexplicably became that the woman gave the black widow
They didn't react to this situation and left them stunned.
However, after being stunned for a moment, a burst of roars and shouts broke out in an instant.
"Ha ha, ha ha, it's really interesting!"
"Unexpectedly! The black widow can't even fight a person who doesn't know martial arts!"
"This is really shocking!"
How can people who can come here care who dies and who lives? All they have to do is... See this situation is completely different from what they imagined!
After all, you can guess the result from the beginning. Who is willing to sit here and watch?
Murong Sheng listened to the roar coming from his ears, swept around at will, and his eyes fell on the black widow again. Just that kind of light mood suddenly disappeared.
What remained was only killing, only blood, and only cold staring at the black widow. Like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, he was full of cold murderous spirit.
The murderous spirit on his body radiates without covering. He has a desire for blood and a pleasure of killing himself, which is completely different from Murong Sheng at the beginning!
In the past, I lived to live. I didn't want to provoke things. I just wanted to swallow all things into my stomach.
But since the blood hidden in my heart was inspired by the amorous whip
Murong Sheng like this has never even seen Shangguan Huang.
Looking at Murong Sheng like this, Shangguan Huang had no fear in his heart, and some had only dense heartache.
If... If I had known murongsheng earlier, wouldn't she have suffered so many grievances in Rongguo mansion?
Looking at the situation on the competition ground, sun Zhengshi's expectation was completely defeated: "brother, it seems that the woman is really not her, but her voice is somewhat similar..."
The tone is low, and the heart has the taste of slowly losing.
Murong Sheng, there will never be such a murderous spirit.
Even after the life of Rongguo mansion, such murderous spirit will not appear on Murong Sheng, because it will never be raised by ordinary people.
Sun Wenzhe didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and patted a few times behind Sun Zheng's poetry to comfort him.
From the beginning, his heart was very clear that the woman could not be Murong Sheng.
Because Murong Sheng is dead.
Listening to the woman's voice is a bit like Murong Sheng, sun Zheng's poetry subconsciously recognizes people as Murong Sheng, which is just the obsession of sun Zheng's poetry.
The mood of the sun family's brothers and sisters is very low here. Just after standing up, Shangguan Hong was dragged down by Wanyan yinyao, but his eyes have never moved away from Murong Sheng.
Murong Sheng had no response to the black widow's shrill scream, but looked at the black widow lightly.He played with the dagger in his hand and threw it up and down. I saw that the strange and disgusting liquid just stained on the dagger was thrown clean one by one.The whole audience was quiet. Just now it was clear that the black widow was frantically chasing and attacking the woman. As a result, when they didn't react, it inexplicably became that the woman gave the black widowThey didn't react to this situation and left them stunned.However, after being stunned for a moment, a burst of roars and shouts broke out in an instant."Ha ha, ha ha, it's really interesting!""Unexpectedly! The black widow can't even fight a person who doesn't know martial arts!""This is really shocking!"How can people who can come here care who dies and who lives? All they have to do is... See this situation is completely different from what they imagined!After all, you can guess the result from the beginning. Who is willing to sit here and watch?Murong Sheng listened to the roar coming from his ears, swept around at will, and his eyes fell on the black widow again. Just that kind of light mood suddenly disappeared.What remained was only killing, only blood, and only cold staring at the black widow. Like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, he was full of cold murderous spirit.The murderous spirit on his body radiates without covering. He has a desire for blood and a pleasure of killing himself, which is completely different from Murong Sheng at the beginning!In the past, I lived to live. I didn't want to provoke things. I just wanted to swallow all things into my stomach.But since the blood hidden in my heart was inspired by the amorous whipMurong Sheng like this has never even seen Shangguan Huang.Looking at Murong Sheng like this, Shangguan Huang had no fear in his heart, and some had only dense heartache.If... If I had known murongsheng earlier, wouldn't she have suffered so many grievances in Rongguo mansion?Looking at the situation on the competition ground, sun Zhengshi's expectation was completely defeated: "brother, it seems that the woman is really not her, but her voice is somewhat similar..."The tone is low, and the heart has the taste of slowly losing.Murong Sheng, there will never be such a murderous spirit.Even after the life of Rongguo mansion, such murderous spirit will not appear on Murong Sheng, because it will never be raised by ordinary people.Sun Wenzhe didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and patted a few times behind Sun Zheng's poetry to comfort him.From the beginning, his heart was very clear that the woman could not be Murong Sheng.Because Murong Sheng is dead.Listening to the woman's voice is a bit like Murong Sheng, sun Zheng's poetry subconsciously recognizes people as Murong Sheng, which is just the obsession of sun Zheng's poetry.The mood of the sun family's brothers and sisters is very low here. Just after standing up, Shangguan Hong was dragged down by Wanyan yinyao, but his eyes have never moved away from Murong Sheng.
