Shen Yanxiao had a bad feeling. She felt that after this bastard said such words, someone would suffer.
Satan's next actions soon confirmed Shen Yanxiao's idea.
He suddenly reached out and picked Bo Er up. There was still blood on Bo Er's mouth. He looked on the verge of death.
"If you want to use it, naturally you have to use the best." Satan's mouth slightly hooked up. The word 'cruel' perfectly interpreted his current expression.
Bo Er's chest was suddenly broken by an invisible force. Screams overflowed from his mouth and large amounts of blood surged from his body. Under Satan's guidance, all the blood was poured on Shen Yanxiao.
The merfolks in the palace finally stopped singing in despair. They released shrill screams as they witnessed their leader being killed by Satan in front of their eyes.
