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Chapter 620 Massacre!

Ling Jie and Shen Xiaoyao's stomach were full of turbulence, and the vomiting was unprecedentedly strong. They turned their heads hard and never dared to look at the scene on the competitive stage again. The gunshots in their ears were still there. They wished they could knock themselves out of their heads... It was really a torment that they could hardly bear.

And it was not just them who were trembling.

Murong Qiushui was still shooting dark bombs in his hands, and the king's body under such an attack became increasingly exaggerated. After losing his head, his body began to be smashed until he was beaten into a flesh paste soaked in blood and could no longer see a person's form.

People in the Immortal Reincarnation are all on another level, transcending ordinary people. Even their bodies are trembling violently as if they are shaking. When they muster up the courage to look at the body on the stage, the terrifying visual impact almost fainted on the spot...

That's really the king?

The paralyzed debris soaked in the blood is really the king of immortal reincarnation... Huang Luo of Blood Dream Heaven!?

The scene was completely chaotic, and the players who were watching this game outside the court were so scared that they turned off the screen in front of them, and their bodies were covered in cold sweat.

The gunshots continued, releasing Murong Qiushui's terrible resentment... At this time, almost no one dared to look at the stage again, leaving only the gunshots in their ears that made their hearts twitch. And even if they closed their eyes desperately, their minds were always filled with the scene that almost completely defeated their psychological defenses.

There was only one person... Murong Qiushui's eyes were always gaze at Wang's "body", his eyes did not shift for a moment, and he was not even willing to blink. The hellish picture made him show not his unbearableness and fear, but excitement and greed... He was actually laughing, enjoying, enjoying the inhumane scene in front of him. The blood-red color, the broken body, and the pungent blood. For him at this time, all these stimulation was like the ultimate pleasure of falling into heaven.

The king's body continued to break, so broken that even the rough shape could not be distinguished... At this time, the black light on Murong Qiushui's body flashed, his eyes turned cold, and the bloody teeth in his hand paused for a brief pause. Then, two huge roars sounded loudly...

The cooldown time of the Kiss of Death is 60 seconds.

It was less than sixty seconds before using the Death Kiss, but Murong Qiushui suddenly shot out the Death Kiss... and there were two consecutive shots.

boom!!

boom!!

There were two huge roars on the competitive stage. The roar made many people turn their heads involuntarily and look at the stage with fear... What they saw was a ball of bloody smoke...

Wang's body, which was already broken like mud, turned into countless blood stars in the two explosions... His body broke into countless pieces that could not be counted...

After the explosion, there was no king on the stage... only the blood pool that flooded most of the competitive stage. Murong Qiushui stood in the middle of the competitive stage, her body was stained with blood, and there were still pieces of broken bones and minced meat on her chest and shoulders. His gun pointed at the bottom, and his posture did not change at all, and his body was motionless, only the black light on her body slowly faded... In the audience, almost everyone could see the smile on his face...

That devil-like grinning!!

They almost heard the sound of their own venting... The cold gas came from nowhere, seeping into every pore in their bodies, spreading to every hair and every drop of blood in their bodies... from the coldness of their bodies as if falling into an ice cave.

Ye Tianxie kept hugging Su Feifei's shoulders tightly, preventing her from looking up. His eyes kept looking at the stage and did not leave because he wanted to see every change in Murong Qiushui, but he had to admit that his heart was trembling violently and trembling.

And without looking away, Zuo Pojun... His eyes were obviously turbulent, his face turned pale, pale without a trace of blood. His hands were tightly held together, almost crushing his bones.

The Situ brothers, Shen Xiaoyao, and Jie Ying Xinghun's faces had already pale like a piece of white paper. Even Situ Wuqing had been looking away for more than half of the time. They were no strangers to Murong Qiushui, and they had heard too many terrible rumors about him. However, today's scene made them re-recognize Murong Qiushui... His terribleness and cruelty were infinitely beyond their acceptable range.

The black light dissipated, Murong Qiushui's eyes closed, and his body slowly fell down... He perfectly achieved his goal. Although he lost in today's game, he returned all the anger and shame that the king brought to him countless times... In front of countless people, he blew his head and beat his body into mud...

Let him live in this dark shadow all his life, and never think of getting out of it!!

Indeed, anyone who encounters today's purgatory but does not die will be immersed in a terrible nightmare for the rest of his life and will never forget it.

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Real world.

Seeing Murong Qiushui falling down on the screen in front of her, Liu Wanrou covered her face and started crying like a child... In Murong Qiushui's impression, her mother's tears were not worth anything at all. If he was disobedient, she would often cry, and then he had to comfort and obey as if he was comforting the child. Her tears have always been the ultimate weapon to deal with his father Murong Hongyi. Every time the tears came out, Murong Hongyi, who was majestic outside, would wish to kneel down to her.

"Wanrou, don't be sad... You have done a good job. He is like this today... He should have been greatly stimulated when he lost to that king that day. With the contemptuous attitude shown by the 'king', he must have said something to Qiu Shui that day that touched his self-esteem and taboo words, so Qiu Shui will retaliate in this way. Will the ball be like this in normal times?"

Beside Liu Wanrou is a young woman who looks much older than her. Her body is as handsome as a man, and her height is almost 180 cm tall, and her face is also full of men's heroic spirit.

Liu Qiyue's mother, Zuo Pojun's aunt, Zuo Zhenhua's real sister, the seventh leader of China, and the controller of the core intelligence agency of the central government of China - Zuo Chuanrong!

In fact, her age is similar to that of Liu Wanrou, and she is in her early forties. However, Liu Wanrou has always maintained her like a girl under 30 years old.

Liu Wanrou was still sobbing. She wiped her tears with the paper in one hand and said whimperingly: "I have made a lot of efforts. In order to erase his evil spirit, I even took care of him as a girl from a very young time. Until now, I have always maintained him as a girl...but...but...woooooooooooooooo..."

"Oh." Zuo Chuanrong sighed lightly, patted Liu Wanrou's back, and said, "Wanrou, a person's temperament deeply in his bones cannot be erased by any method. Even if he uses many methods to suppress it, it will still burst out completely when he is stimulated. Wanrou, you have done a good job of doing this. When Qiu Shui was born, the strength of the evil spirit was incredible, but as he grew up, his evil spirit disappeared... Or, even if it did not really disappear, at least it had been restrained. If you go down, you won’t explode easily. Wanrou, you have done a good job. Don’t worry about Qiushui, a child. He is a smart child. Although sometimes he can’t control his emotions, he knows what can be done and what can’t be done. It’s his nature, not being possessed by devils. He will not lose his own reason... At least, since childhood, although he has been impulsive several times occasionally, he has never done anything that you can’t deal with. So, Wanrou, don’t cry, even I believe Qiushui, you must believe it even more."

Zuo Chuanrong's comfort finally came into effect. Liu Wanrou's crying slowly lowered. She wiped her tears while saying with tears: "I know that Shuishui has always been an obedient and good child, but... it's just that the black fog on his body... actually appeared again... I'm really afraid that his evil spirit will be out of control because of this."

"How could that be?" Zuo Chuanrong shook his head with a relaxed look on his face and said with a smile: "You are concerned and confused. That's just a game. Yes, it's a game! Even if Qiu Shui kills people inside, he will not really let that person die..." Then, Zuo Chuanrong's eyes turned cold: "So what about Huang Luo in Blood Dream Paradise? He may have the courage to take revenge in the game, but if he really dares to take revenge in the real world, no matter how many he comes, they will never come back!"

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Murong Qiushui's body turned into a white light on the competitive stage and disappeared. Gradually, the shocking and disgusting corpses and blood on the stage finally began to slowly disappear. Even if Murong Qiushui is no longer on the stage, his image has been engraved into everyone's hearts... At this time, he is no longer the beautiful gun girl in people's hearts, but a cruel murderer. The players who had met Murong Qiushui on the competitive stage were beating so hard that they almost jumped out of their chests. They almost dared not think about it... They had become opponents with this devil. If he used the means he had done on the stage like today...

Just thinking about it, they felt their spine become cold and their eyes trembled violently.

Ye Tianxie had no time to listen to the violent reactions of other players in his ears. He stood up, took Su Feifei's hand, and said to his friends: "Let's go... and look for Qiu Shui."

Shen Xiaoyao, Ling Jie and others all looked pale and nodded in a wooden manner.

When Ye Tianxie left, a person's eyes turned to this side. After a brief glance, he turned back to the stage. The corner of his mouth slowly curled up...

"Hey... it turned out to be him... This cycle of fate is really unexpectedly interesting."
Chapter completed!
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