Chapter: 6151

And, douse them with gasoline.

On the top of the West Lake, Meng Wanjun held up the torch and looked down at the mortal beings below.

The wind is cold and the flames are surging.

Meng Wanjun's eyes were full of pride, he ruled the world, and his majestic voice resounded throughout the north of the river.

"From now on, Jiangbei, respect me!"

boom!

The torch was thrown high.

Under the terrified eyes of everyone in the audience, Zhang Zixi and the three were swallowed by the raging flames.

However, the flame burned for only a second.

Suddenly, a bone-piercing cold wind came.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

The fire that was originally burning was suddenly extinguished.

Everyone present shuddered unconsciously.

"Um?"

"what happened?"

"Fire me again!"

Meng Wanjun frowned suddenly, and asked someone to light the torch again.

However, it is still quickly extinguished.

Such a strange scene made Meng Wanjun suddenly feel bad.

"my God!"

"Look!"

"what is that?"

However, at this moment, among the crowd, there was a sudden exclamation.

In an instant, everyone turned around.

Thousands of pairs of gazes fell to the depths of the West Lake in unison.

I saw that road, a thin figure, stepping on the West Lake, walking alone.

The cold wind was bitter, and the killing intent was raging.

In a radius of ten miles, the vegetation is silent, and the insects and birds are silent.

The figure on the top of the West Lake is like the return of the devil king!

At first, when everyone looked over, that figure was just a white mark on the West Lake. JrNovels.com