1862: C1862 A Traitor to the Heaven's Secrets Sect

C1862 A Traitor to the Heaven's Secrets Sect

"Don't waste your time!" The person opposite the black cloak shouted, "You traitor of the Heaven's Secrets Sect, I didn't expect you to become someone else's lackey."0

"Hehe." A disdainful voice came out from the cloak, "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Senior?" I do not have a senior brother like you, and the Heaven's Disorder would not admit that you are Puppeteer. " The heavily injured man let out a loud roar as he dashed toward the cloaked man with a twisted expression.

"Since you want to die, don't blame me for it!" The cloaked man also let out a loud cough, but his body didn't move at all. His two open hands moved even faster.

With the movement of his hand, those lifeless puppets seemed to flow smoothly, quickly surrounding the man with wounds.

"Ah!

"Ah!

"Give me a quick death!"

Very quickly, the heavily injured Black Iron was caught by a group of puppets and brought to stand in front of the cloaked man.

"Junior brother, why did you do that?" As long as you agree to work for Mysterious Heaven Sect and live freely, then why are you resisting like this? "

"Humph!" Black Tower let out a cold snort. After brewing for a while, he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the cloaked man's cloak.

"You … "Don't know what's good for you!"

The cloaked man immediately became furious and threw away his cloak. Finally, he gritted his teeth and kicked Black Tower's stomach.

"Puff …"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Ebon's mouth.

However, the cloaked man didn't seem to be able to vent his anger. He continued kicking Black Tower's stomach until it was on its last breath. Only then did he wave his hand for the puppet to let go of Black Tower.

"Junior brother, oh junior brother. After all, we went out together. I originally wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so tactless. Since that's the case, I can only kill you."

The man who took off the cloak looked skinny. His eyes were very deep and there were two big dark circles around his eyes. What was even weirder was that from his right eyebrow bone to his left chin, there was a long scar as if he had been cut by a knife.

Perhaps it was because he was especially angry, but the cloaked man's face was twisted together, causing him to appear even more terrifying.

"Humph!" If you're a man, then just give me a quick death! " Ebon snorted.

"Satisfying? Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. The cloaked man laughed sinisterly for a while, and then used his ugly face to suddenly approach Black Iron. He then spat out a mouthful of foul air onto Black Iron's face, "Hehehe … Satisfying? I have to turn you into my puppet and torture you to death slowly. Now, if you have any last words, I will do my best to satisfy you for the sake of being in the same sect as me. "

"You … "Puff …" Ebon wanted to say more, but his dying body was no longer allowed to make such big movements. He vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Seeing you in such pain, I'll make it even more so. I'll turn you into my puppet as soon as possible."

The cloaked man waved his hand and several black puppets immediately lifted up Black Tower who had collapsed on the ground. Just as the cloaked man was about to make his move against Black Tower, a mocking voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Aiyaya, I was wondering what it was for. So it's actually a group of people ganging up on a single person. Isn't this a bit too unfair? "

"Who's talking!" The cloaked man was shocked and quickly turned around to look for the person behind him.

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