"Do you want to escape?" Kiran is not a fool. Their movements were not hidden at all under Kiran's aura. They were all clearly touched by Kiran. Even Kiran simulated the next movements of theirs, from which part they started.

Ye Lang didn't believe that Kiran would take action after Old Master Luo died, and suddenly turned over and claws were cut out on Old Master Luo's shoulders. He was immediately confused with blood and blood, and the flesh and mud mixed with drops of blood splashed towards Kiran's face. The Bird King was not idle either, gathering all his superpowers and proclaiming the strongest Xuanhuo. When Ye Lang got out of Old Master Luo's body, he suddenly covered Old Master Luo's face.

The two of them took advantage of this attack and rushed out of the courtyard. Xuanhuo was useless for Kiran who held the Flame Sword, and Kiran's speed was far beyond the Bird King. Before a ball of fire could touch Old Master Luo, Kiran, who had twice as many times as possible from his death, blocked it. The Flame Sword swirled in Kiran's hand, forming an ice wall, and quickly dissipated the Xuanhuo Qi.

The Xuanhuo was still outside the Flame Sword, and Kiran's figure suddenly shone, and for a moment, now after the Bird King died, the Xuanhuo Sword suddenly pierced out, stirring hard on the Bird King, using the piercing point as the base, and stirring outward in a spiral shape. The flames of the Xuanhuo Sword are purer than those of the Bird King. Every time Kiran stirs, the blood and flesh of the Bird King being skewed will be burned and cleaned by the Xuanhuo Sword for a while, without any residue left.

Those who play with fire burn themselves is an old saying in our country, but it is also a law. Chitian used Xuanhuo to play with Xuanhuo for more than 20 years, but eventually died under the high-level flames of Xuanhuo Sword.

Ye Lang escaped far faster than the invasion. When Kiran sniped the Bird King, Ye Lang had now jumped outside the courtyard. He pedaled hard and leaped through the pool more than ten meters long. He was only one step away from reaching the door.

Kiran shouted loudly, kicked up his foot and quickly caught up with Ye Lang, piercing Ye Lang's back and abdomen.... Ye Lang, who jumped into the air, was forced down and fell heavily to the ground. The quick knife that stabbed the magician to death, was stabbed into the next target's body in the same way.

Neither mind whether Ye Lang is dead or alive, Kiran turned around and controlled the Flame Sword from the air, speeding up the removal of the strongest attack before the Bird King.

Through the sword wall formed by the flame knife, Kiran saw that his grandfather's body gradually fell, but his hands were not supporting the ground, nor supporting the wall, but just holding his neck tightly. Kiran understood and remembered very well that Ye Lang's claws were always inserted on his grandfather's shoulders, which immediately made Kiran feel worried.

Old Master Luo finally fell down. Ye Lang hooked his claws out of his shoulders. After turning around for a while, he suddenly scratched the artery on Old Master Luo's neck. This slender, fast and hidden method is the unique skill that Ye Lang has practiced day and night for more than 30 years. Of course, he has to kill in the most unexpected time and the most unexpected situation. Otherwise, what is the killer?

When Kiran held Mr. Luo, blood could no longer be stopped and sprayed out. In a moment, he sprinkled half of the stairs. This lot of blood loss finally made Mr. Luo, who was in his twilight years, exhausted. Even if Kiran had the ability to correct his body, he could not make up for a lot of plasma in time.

Kiran's hand was colorful and pressed tightly on Old Master Luo's neck. The superpowers of the Fantasy World Divine Crystal were being reflected. The trauma in the neck was quickly corrected and the arteries were connected. Most of the appearance were excellent, but Old Master Luo gradually lost consciousness. His pale lips were muttering, Kiran did not understand and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Kiran, I can't do it anymore. You have to remember... don't blindly killing..."

"I remember, please calm down!" Kiran suddenly felt that this was the last words. Although he could do everything, the life that was about to die was so helpless. His heart was tightly clamped between his throat and chest, like being clamped by a broken elevator door again and again.

After Mr. Luo finished speaking, he rested for a while before he breathed. However, the energetic old man had a pale face and wrinkles on his face, with no blood at all. He grabbed Kiran's wrist vigorously, and Old Mr. Luo seemed to have an extremely attached to this world and his grandson, Kiran, but these were all things that were about to disappear.

Mr. Luo looked at Kiran, and his face gradually became confused, but Mr. Luo did not say that he was afraid of Kiran's sadness. What people before he died were the most afraid of were the living, the sadness of the heart. Mr. Luo hoped that he would live his lifelong heroism and would still persist until the moment of death.

The ceiling was pale, but it was like an infinite vortex. Old Master Luo's unscrupulous eyes were staring at the vortex with infinite attachment. This invisible vortex seemed not only in his eyes, but also in his heart, as if he wanted to gradually drain this life from the inside out and peel off his body.

Shocked, at this moment, nostalgia finally became horrified at death. Old Master Luo knew that he grabbed Kiran's wrist, used all his strength, just to catch the straw that saved his life.

Kiran felt his grandfather’s abnormality. Kiran, who had a particularly quick feeling of survival, was deeply clear even if he was unwilling to confess that his grandfather had left, and Kiran felt the feeling of losing a relative again, losing, hurt, and sadness... Most of the negative emotions came together, and they were pressing heavily on Kiran’s chest, filling most of Kiran’s body, stirring back and forth in his mind.

Kiran endured the pain in her heart, held her tears, and choked and sobbed at the phone: "Grandpa..., Grandpa is dead!"

"Luo Chang..."

As soon as Kiran finished speaking, on the other end, the wife who suddenly heard the news of her father's death could not support her for a while and immediately fainted in Kiran's arms. She was so scared that Kiran had no time to ask and hurriedly took care of her.

Kiran was waiting quietly on the phone, not daring to relax a little. It took a long time before the wife gradually woke up, grabbed Kiran's hand seriously, and asked timidly with a trembling voice: "Kiran, what happened?"

"..." Kiran was very upset and didn't know where to start. He pondered for a long time, and was urging by Kiran and Luo Chang several times before whispering in a low voice: "Because of my ignorance, my grandfather's house was washed away by a thug. I......, I..."

Kiran shone out several times, and then intermittently said what happened last night to this morning, and finally said timidly: "I'm sorry! It's my fault. Fortunately, I have avenged my grandfather now!" Kiran pointed at the debris all over the ground and hinted.

On the ground of the hall, the Bird King who was stirred into meat had long been cremated. The remaining ones only need a little black ashes. The frozen Duanyue and Kawashima Mitsuki were confused and could still tell the human figure. As for the magician who did not know the cause of death, Kiran exposed a little sadness of pity. Kiran could see from the traces on the ground that the magician's death was done by Duanyue.

Kiran turned his head and looked out of the pool. The sky was now white and the street lights were out. Most of them were the same as usual, with no changes, but what was missing?

Where is Ye Lang's body? Kiran searched in surprise, but there was no object except a pool of blood in the place where Ye Lang fell.

"Ye Lang..." Kiran roared in anger. He thought that the real murderer who killed his grandfather was removed to comfort his grandfather's spirit in heaven, but now he has failed. How can Kiran not be angry? How can he not hate? How can he not complain?

Nearby, the residential area that had already been quiet, was once again disturbed by Kiran's sad roar, and many people rushed over, "Call the police! Someone is dead!" "Look, the old man's family was washed away by a thug!" "So terrible!"

The crowd crowded outside the iron gate screamed in disagreement. Over the years, there has never been a murder case here, and even the usual criminal case has not occurred. However, the dead wolf dogs at the door, the burnt corpses floating on the pool, the broken doors and windows, and the silent villa. Most of these, we want to know the situation inside. This is how things are carried out, and there is no need to think about it. The scene in the villa is indeed in a mess.

Director Chatai received the call and rushed over at the first moment. Although there was a sensational demon attack in other places in the city, compared with the priority here, the ship was just a different place.

The Luo family has a huge influence in this city and the country, which is enough to cause storms and storms in most cities, and even the entire principality can cause a magnitude seven earthquake. Director Chatai's head hurts. There was a bloody murder in the nightclub in front of it, and then a riot in Colonel Beat who took the military to reign. Now, this family massacre with the original bullet level has really not been settled, and it has started again and again.
Chapter completed!