No one has calculated the dragon

No! No!
Previously, the dragon scout did not see this tricky direction in a hurry. Now, look at the man-made keel that was refined by sacrifice. He dutifully attracted dark matter and tried to resist it.
But Leviathan refused to admit that the skeleton mountain did prevent the first wave of virtual impact
If there is no virtual surge of this wave of defense, even the old dragon at the bottom of the bed will belch on the spot.
"Let’s go"
"Don’t worry about me!"
"Let me kill him! Don’t get in the way! I’m going to kill that human! "
"I’d rather die here! My gold … my baby … "
It took the dragons a whole day to accept the present reality. Finally, you helped me and I helped you roll up your bedding (the rest of it) and fly to the Oriental Star Domain-"This revenge is not reported! The old generation will be reborn as a pipi shrimp! "
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LinYu certainly thought about how many Leviathans would swear to chop him up this day.
Fortunately, this is a famous island, and no one can find it.
Dragon anger … Let Wang Huichang bear it.
Thought of here, he couldn’t help laughing, so it affected the wound at the corner of his mouth and hurt him to suppress his smile.
This is the trial hall of Mingdao
He was punished twice by Xu Pea and then crucified.
He has already felt the pain except the Ursula salt in the three torture towns of the famous island. To tell the truth, it is not painful. It is similar to the "whiting" of the low-matching goddess Moon witch-the special holy salt like snowflakes to wipe the wounds of dangerous magicians. All the treatment drugs will be ineffective, except the sender himself. I am afraid that no one can get the antidote.
Maybe there is no antidote, because the famous island has been a back and forth since ancient times.
Lin Yuxing is a man who is used to pain. He has endured the pain for so many years. Putting him here by means of human execution is like playing with mud.
Xu peas were indifferent when they saw that he was raw, so they gave him the other two tortures of Mingdao together.
Thirteen famous silver swords pierced his left and right collarbones, ribs, palms, leg roots, knees and bare feet.
The last nail is an inch to the left. Xu Pea won’t kill him, but he will keep his life to bargain with the Huaqi Association. But Xu Pea dreams of torturing him and venting his anger. Thirteen swords are stuck vertically into the bone and covered with holy salt to heal the wound with blood, while the silver sword with the trial cross will magnify the pain of the victim dozens of times. Almost no ordinary illusionist has been caught here and can bear the second and third swords.
LinYu’s body can’t find a good skin, and there are several broken bones that have been brutally nailed in the flesh and blood. He endured the whole trial like a rag doll without touch, but he didn’t say a word, but this scene still greatly satisfied Xu Pea’s sadism. Even if Xu Pea picked up Taba several times and saw a bit of scorn and smiled at the man’s mouth, it seemed that he was the judge.
After a lot of work here, Saburo Xu said bitterly, "This guy is really a hard nut. If someone else had changed his mind, he would have cried for mercy."
The trial hall is filled with stinking carpets, feet, and bones around the trial cross. I don’t know how many layers of black blood are covered, like rust. This person knows that time has ended in mottled shouts.
Thick sorrow filled the air and drowned the stench of bones everywhere.
Xu Pea went out with his nose pinched. "I’m going to call Huaqixie to say hello to my grandfather. Hahahaha. Is the signal okay here?"
"One-way signal" reported Shenyue Kensaburo "Rest assured that it will never be tracked"
Speaking of this, Shenyuexian Saburo quickly told him that he didn’t want to stay here much longer. He didn’t like this job when he came. Everyone else enjoyed it. He knew what it was like to be haunted by nightmares every night. From the early days of the establishment of the famous island, the strange craftsman was arrested here and tortured them to death. Shenyuexian Saburo Shrine never believed in this thing when he cheated money. He would be superstitious to trick believers into saying that there were ghosts in your family to donate money to me, so I would help you eliminate the disaster. But he became more superstitious than anyone when he was sent to the famous island.
Dead ghosts here, they will kill him one day!
Shenyuexiansaburo firmly believes in this. Every morning when he wakes up in shock and sees the sun, he feels a sense of being reborn. But every night, he is dragged to nightmare hell and tortured.
In the dream, from the war criminals in the First World War to several families, old and young, all of them were holding silver swords to nail the bald head of God, Moon, String and Saburo through the trial frame.
As if they were the judges!
Shenyuexiansaburo’s spirit is getting weaker and weaker, and soon he can’t tell the difference between day and night, and then he repeatedly struggles with self-superstition. The sound of a needle landing will make him wet his pants with fear.
If it weren’t for Xu Pea’s sudden takeover of the famous island and the return of a big shot, Shenyue Xiansaburo’s shaky spirit had exhausted to the limit, and he might have hanged himself by finding a rope in these days.
Death is liberation.
The huge metal ball in the corner of the trial hall told him that every time.
Of course, metal balls can’t talk. This is what God Moon Shinsaburo thinks every time he passes by when he sees the spherical surface reflecting his distortion like a grimace.
The metal ball was put into the name a long time ago.
It’s also a kind of torture for Shenyuexiansaburo to return this ball-but he has never seen it often.
Very often torture is moved to the body.
It is your job to find a way to "judge" a man.
Shenyue Kenzaburo thinks that the big leader may be a little senile. Isn’t this a ball? !
A person who has no flesh and blood, no mind, no limbs, no facial features, no mouth, no feet, no movement. It’s just a rusty, round ball made of some metal and moved from nowhere-probably like a globe salvaged from a sunken ship.
"Judge a ball? ！”
Saburo was shocked in his heart. He was in good spirits when he first arrived. Although he did not dare to question it, he believed that there was something wrong with himself, but there was definitely something wrong with the solution. So many magicians in the world didn’t come back to catch a ball-it was said that they had spent tens of billions of dollars to invite American scientists to study how to crack the ball-just let the ball talk.
It seems that a great plan can be achieved by forcing the ball to explain it.
Of course, this kind of top secret won’t let Shenyue Kensaburo know that his job is to take care of the ball’s diet and daily life (Shenyue Kensaburo once again believes that the big leader should go back and eat walnuts to make up the brain) and try to make the ball mouth.
All the torture in Mingdao has passed, and I can’t even get a scratch on this ball. I don’t know what metal it is made of. I can’t solve it. I often don’t have much time and patience to play with a ball, so I handed this important thing to Shenyue Kenzaburo.
After receiving orders, Shenyue Xiansaburo spent ten hours every day staying in the trial hall, trying to talk with a giant mechanical metal ball with a diameter of nearly two meters …
How can the ball talk!
Shenyue Kenzaburo never got feedback from the ball, but when the metal shell reflected his distorted face, he became more and more afraid to look twice.
After a long time, he doubts life
The ball doesn’t talk, but he hears voices and hallucinations, and he thinks that there are many things talking here. Those dead victims, those souls rooted in every layer of blood rust, those dreams that make people want to vomit and rot can be dug out from the cracks in the carpet …
In addition to understanding, I often come to inspect the whole famous island once in a while, and a prison head dungeon is full of tortured and crazy disabled people. Many people have their whole faces peeled off and their faces are covered with rotten meat. Saburo can’t recognize them with a roster, so he can’t talk to them more.
Occasionally, I ask a few people who are still conscious. They have all seen the ball. Everyone who has been punished in the trial hall has seen the ball.
This ball is almost from the beginning of the establishment of the famous island. If it is really a person, it is the oldest and most understandable criminal in the island.
Who is the ball?
No … Who am I?
God, moon, string, saburo has been driven crazy by his nightmares and hallucinations in less than a year.
Just like when he left the trial hall now, he looked back for the last time-
He didn’t give them a look when he was executed. He raised his pale, cold jaw. In the dim light, Shinjiro Saburo saw that he was wet, long bangs was soaked with blood from his forehead wound, and Liu Hai’s almond eyes were slightly open and stared at the trial hall from the twilight.
Candlelight is everywhere, but it is still dim. The gloomy dome is decorated with an eye.
In his nightmare, Shenyuexiansaburo has seen this eye crack several times, fall from the top of his head and swallow him. Shenyuexiansaburo doesn’t dare to look at it at ordinary times. He is so flustered.
He doesn’t know whose eye it is. He has asked about it and often sneers.