The emperor is going to kill him. The knife has fallen on his neck.
No matter what the result is, Gu LAN must make a big move and gamble with his own life.
And it turned out that he was right.
The emperor, whose tendon was broken, knelt on the ground in anger: "dare you You want to die
Gu LAN took the opportunity to hide in the distance, with the lapel bandage wound: "said as if I do not start, you will spare me the same!"
The emperor stood up and supported his body with one leg: "do you think I can't kill you like this?"
"I know you can kill me!" Gu LAN sneered and raised his injured left hand: "but what about that? Before I died, it was a great achievement for me to make the emperor so embarrassed. Even if I was in the palace of the king of hell, I could also have a kind of merit recorded in the merit book... "
"Then you can go to hell palace..."
The emperor has reached the peak of his rage. Suddenly he roars and rushes forward. The blade of his sword spins and his power rises.
Gu LAN had been oppressed by him for a long time. Although he had been on guard for a long time, the difference in strength was not something that could be carried by precaution.
At that moment, he felt his internal organs as if to be squeezed out of his chest.
The suffocation of death enveloped him in an instant.
"Poof!"
Blood gushed out.
“…… Is it really going to die this time? " This is the only thought in Gu Lan's heart.
At that moment, he seemed to see his life.
Once he was so strong to live, in order to achieve his goal, he killed everything, bloodthirsty, human life in his hands, like grass root.
But now, like those who were killed by him, his life is like grass root, and he has become the object of the emperor's hand.
Die!
Die!!
I hope the next life, will not be like this life, such hard work, such a life!
But --
his stubborn nature made him unwilling to die like this.
At the moment of death, he tried his best to condense all his strength in his hands.