When the middle-aged man heard this, there was a hint of doubt in his words.
"What is it?"
Crocodile Man swallowed hard and stammered.
"Young...Young Master is dead."
Calm.
A silence that seems to be able to crush a person to pieces.
At this moment, Crocodile Man only felt that countless huge rocks were falling towards him.
However, with his level of the middle fourth stage, he was unable to resist at all, and his body was crushed and unable to move at all.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
"ah!"
Suddenly, Crocodile Man heard a series of delicate screams and felt a cold touch on his face.
He reached out and touched it, then took a look.
Red...
It's blood!
"You should know the consequences of lying."
This time, the middle-aged man's voice was filled with rage that seemed to want to overturn the world.
He was still sitting cross-legged on the stone bed.
But those delicate bodies have now turned into a large pool of sticky flesh.
This is the wrath of the king. If even a little bit of it is leaked, ordinary people will not be able to bear it.
"Report... report to the clan leader, I dare not lie. Word has spread outside that the young master was tortured to death by a modern vole in front of the Transfiguration Courtyard and turned into a bloody mist."
"This... this is the photo crystal I bought. It records everything that happened at that time."
Crocodile Man took out a crystal from his arms, held it in his trembling hands and raised it above his head.
The middle-aged man took it, closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and crushed the image crystal.
His face became extremely hideous and distorted due to rage, and his snow-white beard trembled violently as his muscles moved.
"Damn field mouse! You dare to kill my son? I, Crocodile Explosion Scale, will make you wish you were dead!"
The middle-aged man roared, his murderous intent overwhelming and pouring out.
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