C945 Wishful Thinking

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Without any warning, just as the two of them burst out laughing, two streaks of cold light pierced through the night sky and shot towards the two of them.

The speed of the cold light was extremely fast. In just the blink of an eye, it had pierced through the necks of the two men, bringing with it a bloody mist that entered the walls of the wooden house