Jon Renteria

The overwhelming heat swept away from his body, and in a twinkling of an eye, it swallowed up the whole city of India. Tents were set on fire, individuals were burned, and every inch of land was melted. The flames spread out like an ocean, and all the creatures here, whether human, or a dog, or indigenous creatures, were plunged into a vast ocean of fire! Cries, screams, cries for help, suddenly, sounded in every corner of the city, with desperate cries, running figures everywhere. Tents were burned, chariots were melted, earthen walls were destroyed, charcoal-like corpses were densely melted on the black scorched earth like trees, and from a distance, they still kept their movements before death, frozen in place forever. There was only one person still alive, and that was Chu Yunsheng. Time goes by bit by bit. The heat wave swept through the air, suddenly contracted again, and returned to Chu Yunsheng's body,die casting parts, like a cheerful spirit jumping, with the death of countless lives, into Chu Yunsheng's body. All the people who ran out of the warehouse, whether Indians or foreigners, stared at him with blood-red eyes. In that charcoal corpse forest, there are their relatives, their husbands, wives, children.. In that scorched earth,deep draw stamping, there is their food, there is everything they have to survive. Fire burns the city, burns away life, burns up despair and burning anger and hatred. The young mother, who had wanted to exchange her body for food from Chu Yunsheng, stared blankly at her daughter, who was only one step away from escaping. The body, which had been burned to charcoal, was so thin that it was pitiful. Her feet were congealed with scorched earth, and her hands were open, as if she were still holding her mother's hand. Her small right palm was indeed in her mother's tightly grasped hand, but it was broken. The young mother did not faint, she silently picked up a sharp stone at her feet, step by step to the person who took her daughter's life. Countless people rushed down from the hills, picked up stones and rained them down. Although the heart knows like a moth to the flame, but also can not stop the courage at this moment! Mayor Boman's eyes were full of tears, and his face covered with black ash cut a muddy tear. He looked at the sky and roared. He wanted to ask Vishnu why he had given everything, but he wanted to release the devil and let everything burn in the end? The prosecutor at Gate 3 looked at the man in the forest of corpses with dull eyes, socket screw plug ,Stainless steel foundry, and then prayed to the gods. Is this a punishment for greed? His old mother died there forever. Agni, the God of fire, is it not to subdue demons and eliminate monsters, to break the darkness and save the world? Why did you abandon us? The resolute general, with a trace of blood red in his eyes, exhausted all his strength, smashed his fist on the cover of the military vehicle, cracked his old skin, and the blood flowed out, printed on the green wagon: "Go and invite Prince Dill!" Tips: Ladies and gentlemen, "Now you can directly use the keys to read the pages before and after" Oh! " Press the [enter] key to return directly to the home page of the work! Experience it quickly! Please remember the first domain name of this book:. All come to read the mobile version of the reading website: m. Chapter eight hundred and three requires more than courage. ? Is this the power of the cardinal? ？ Chu Yunsheng did not know that his body was still in the realm of duality, and that the blue flame from the zero dimension released not his power, but the burning impurities from that strange thing. He did not know what he felt in his heart at the moment, or what he should feel? His goal was achieved, the Indians went to find the night cavalry, and he almost burned the whole city of India, but also directly burned hundreds of thousands of people! He still vaguely remembered that in the Sunshine Age, he had seen a picture of ducklings in a duck farm on the Internet. Baskets of ducklings were filled with lovely pale yellow ducklings. What should have happened at that time? The old man in the duck farm had to endure pain and cruelly suffocate the duckling to death at the rate of tens of thousands a day. The life of a duckling is so fragile and helpless in the hands of human beings. In this way, he seems to have some confidence. But looking at the stones in the sky, he did not hide, was smashed around, black and blue did not hide, silently walking, away from their direction. He could have killed them all in one fell swoop, but he seemed to think they had done the right thing, if he had done the same. A woman rushed up, tugged at his skirt, and shouted something like, "You give me back my daughter!" Chu Yunsheng thought she looked familiar, but he didn't want to know who she was, and then he couldn't even hear the sharp voice of her crusade, although his hearing was clear about the movement on the opposite sand dune. But I don't know why I think the woman's voice is very small, anyway, he can't hear it. He pushed the crazy woman away forcefully and strode forward. His footsteps seemed a little messy and awkward, but he felt normal because he didn't want to be entangled with the madmen. They are going to die sooner or later. What does it have to do with me? I told them to leave quickly. Moments later, he came to a distant high hill and sat down. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, and his hand trembled so much that he could not light it, so he fixed it with his other hand and insisted that it be lit! Shaking for a long time. Finally, it's on. But it seemed a little too stubborn, and he criticized himself seriously. But the hand was still shaking badly, and the wrinkled smoke trembled. But he still sat there and smoked one after another. He can't stop, he seems to keep pumping, and he doesn't have time to think about those headaches, so he doesn't need to think about them. The sky is full of stars, shining all over the world. Smoking, smoking. Still shaking, he was furious, stripped off his clothes, exposed his chest, and cursed at the sky: Come on, come on, I don't want ***ing anything, I'm hiding here, and you're still ***ing here. 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