Deep in the cracked ground, twisted limbs stretch upward.
The surface of the sarcoma was scarlet and greasy, wriggling wantonly under the dark sky.
No matter how many limbs are cut off, how many attacks are received, it can always grow back quickly.
It seems that there is no way to do any harm to her.
The woman hangs high in the air, her pale skin is particularly clear against the black and red background, the loose human skin is deformed by the body underneath, the twisted face is drooping, and the voice from her throat is gentle and peaceful. It became more and more creepy:
“Why haven’t you found it yet?”
Behind her, huge tentacles were wrapped in a mighty force, attacking them at a speed that the naked eye could barely capture.
The cold light of the blade flashed, and his limbs broke.
At the crack, more sarcoma grows out of peristalsis.
“You can’t hurt me.” Mother said.
Ye Jia gripped the long bone stalk of the sickle tightly in one hand, and a few thin strands of blood were winding down his skin like a red snake, falling into the palm of his palm, smudging the palm lines.
The bone stem was stained red with blood.
His face was ugly and a bit terrifying, so pale that he seemed to be able to dissolve into the night behind him in an instant. A pair of light-colored eyes stared at his mother who was floating in the air not far away, and the dark color under his eyes surged.
After transforming back into human beings, it also means that they no longer possess strong resilience.
Although Ye Jia’s body is much tougher than most humans, the wounds created by the heart-cutting still cannot be healed in a short time, which hinders his actions everywhere.
The temperature of the air dropped drastically, Ye Jia could see the white water vapor exhaling from his mouth and nose, and he was swallowed by the surrounding air in an instant.
I can hear the sound of the heart beating, irritable and restless.
The other party did not give them time to think.
Soon, more limbs rushed in, and the
mother’s blood-red eyes rolled and thought.
In the blood sacrifice just now, she was also greatly weakened. Although the two direct descendants in front of her were disobedient, they were not much threatening.
What she needs more urgently now is recovery.
Then we will regroup and make a comeback, but no matter what, it will take time.
The mother slowly raised her head to look at the sky above her head, with a low voice in her mouth. Her volume was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating, as if she could cross the barriers of space and spread it straight to farther places: “My children…”
An echoing tremor came from the distant sky.
Clouds rushed from all directions, Ye Jia was slightly startled, and turned his head to look in the direction from which the change came.
Three S-levels, thirty-four A-levels, and B-levels…
the breath of countless ghosts twisted together, and they were quickly approaching in this direction.
Soon, Li Guiqing’s white hideous face appeared in the messy wasteland, and his greedy eyes stared at the two people in front of him, roaring and laughing wildly in his throat.
One half of the mother’s face collapsed hideously, but the other half still kept the human appearance, her scarlet eyes drooped, and she smiled and said,
“You guys have fun.” As
she said, the sarcoma creeping outside began to shrink inward slowly.
She is leaving!
Ye Jia scowled.
…This is not enough.
If they wait for the mother to recover in time, they will no longer have such a good opportunity.
She can’t get the same trick again, I’m afraid she will really be powerless by then.
Fortunately, the mother’s body is too large, and she was injured again, unable to pull the ghost mythical creature away and disappear.
Ye Jia’s fingers tightened slightly, and the blood in his palm dripped into the soil. In the next second, his figure jumped up, and the blade of the sickle drew a white arc in the air.
However, a few A-level ghosts greeted him and blocked his way.
The sharp blade was shining, and every time one was cut, there was more to fill it up. Ye Jia could only watch his mother’s body slowly climb across the sky, farther and farther.
He was anxious.
“…Hello.” Ji Xuan’s low voice sounded from his ears.
Ye Jia was startled and turned to look.
The sea of blood next to him rose up in an instant, roaring and rolling around, instantly swallowing and tearing the horrible howls of the surrounding ghosts.
A scarlet blood curtain rises around the two of them, densely enclosing them, vaguely able to see the shadows of the outline of the outside world, isolating all those roars and roars, and the ears suddenly become dead silent, as if entering In an absolutely independent world.
Ye Jia was stunned, his eyes widened slightly.
In the light-colored eyes, the face of the other party suddenly approaching was reflected.
Ice-cold fingers slid into the torn clothing and gently slid along the broken lines of the wound. The pain of nerve endings being stimulated mixed with itching spread, burning like a raging fire.
The body temperature of human blood stained his fingers, and the flesh under his palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was a muffled hum in Ye Jia’s throat, light and soft, as if he couldn’t help gasping.
“It’s so warm,” Ji Xuan said softly.
In the next second, Ye Jia’s pupils shrank suddenly.
He seemed to realize something and turned his head to look aside.
I saw Ji Xuan’s other hand, I don’t know when it tightly gripped the blade of the sickle, the thin blade cut deeply into his palm, and the dark red blood gushed out and slid along the sharp blade. under.
The blade greedily sucked the blood in Ji Xuan’s palm, like a long-hungry beast licking the bones of its prey.
Ye Jia was startled, and subconsciously wanted to retract the blade.
But I don’t know why, the accustomed method of retracting seems to have failed, and the blade is still firmly held in the opponent’s palm.
“What are you doing?” Ye Jia was anxious. He raised his hand and grabbed Ji Xuan’s wrist: “Let go.”
But Ji Xuan took the opportunity to take a step forward and clasp the opponent tightly in his arms.
The blood flowing out of the palm seemed to be attracted by some invisible force, and the spider webs were generally intertwined and spread on the white blades, dyeing it into a dazzling scarlet little by little, as if it had been condensed by blood.
Ji Xuan’s pale face became thinner, as if it was melting into the air behind him little by little.
Ye Jia stared fiercely at the man in front of him, his eyes burnt red, and a deep anger was suppressed in his voice :
“Do you want to die that way?”
He sternly said: “Let
“It’s all right now.” Ji Xuan He whispered softly in his ear, the palm was tightened, the sharp blade collided with the metacarpal bone, making a gurgling sound.
The angry struggle and attack of the young man in his arms seemed meaningless to him, and was completely resolved by his chest and embrace.
The blade greedily sucked the blood until it was dyed bright crimson.
Ye Jia stood still on the spot, his chest undulating quickly, and under the cloth cut by the blade, the skin on his chest had become smooth and complete, his pale and slender fingers gripped the bone handle stiffly, and his cold fingers The tip glowed blue from the force, and it almost took an external force to break it apart.
Ji Xuan slowly let go of his hand, his bloody fingertips were like feathers, and gently swept across the back of the opponent’s hand:
“Now, you can hurt her.”
Ye Jia’s fingertips flicked, he Turning his head, looking at Ji Xuan stubbornly, his voice hoarse:
“What did you do?”
If this option was possible at first, he didn’t believe that Ji Xuan would stay for now.
Ji Xuan raised his hand as if surrendered.
One hand was stained with Ye Jia’s blood, and the other hand was marked by a knife with deep bones. The blood was still dripping down slowly: “Hey, don’t look at me like that… I’m this time I didn’t do anything.”
“…You!” Ye Jia took a step forward, firmly grasping the other’s collar.
Ji Xuan laughed lowly.
He allowed the opponent to grab his collar, lower his head, and gently rub his nose against the opponent’s forehead:
“Now, I have put all the chips on your body.”
Ji Xuan lifted the injured one. Slowly broke the opponent’s hand holding his collar apart, and forcefully inserted the blood-stained finger into the opponent’s finger gap, clasping Ye Jia’s ten fingers.
Blood spread in the palms of the two close to each other.
But Ji Xuan was not afraid of the pain, and he squeezed tighter and tighter, and whispered: “Let me sacrifice myself, only once.”
He stared at Ye Jia, his voice was very soft, and he would be blown by the wind when he exited with a dot. A loose smile:
“You have to be clear, this time you stretched out your hand to hold me, so you will never regret it anymore.”
“Don’t lose,” Ji Xuan said with a smile, as if he was a lover. Whispers by the pillow, but don’t have a creepy cruelty:
“Otherwise, I will let the entire real world you love to accompany you.”
Ye Jia was startled.
He raised his head and looked into the other person’s eyes.
Those scarlet eyes looked back at him without evasive, the paranoia and obsession under his eyes were so strong that they seemed to be able to turn into an entity, and they were so turbulent that they could swallow him.
In the next second, the blood curtain beside him disappeared as soon as Ji Xuan’s voice fell.
Outside the blood curtain, the ghosts are full of turmoil, each with a hideous face.
The cloud above his head was thick and thick, and not far away, he could see the back of his mother slowly leaving.
“Go.” Ji Xuan raised his hand and dropped a kiss on the back of the other party’s blood-stained hand, still with a relaxed and happy smile on his face.
Ye Jia turned his head and stared at Ji Xuan fixedly: “A word is definite.”
raised his lips: “Okay.” He raised his hand, and the sea of blood surged towards all the ghosts who stood in front of Ye Jia. Rush away, clear a path for him in a flash.
Watching the opponent’s figure slowly disappear in front of him.
Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand, which was stained with Ye Jia’s blood, and landed on the palm of his left hand that was severely injured.
The blood stopped.
However, the huge wound still fell in the palm of the palm, with its skin open and fleshy, like a grinning mouth.
Ji Xuan looked at the wound, watching the blood on both sides converge into a thick blood stream.
The smile on his lips deepened, and he moved his palm to his lips and licked it lightly.
The scarlet tongue was curled up with blood, and the smell of rust diffused in the mouth.
You and I are blended together, no one can separate.
Even death will not work.
Mother tidyed up her skin little by little.
The collapsed skin and loose bones were pushed back to their original positions, and the twisted pieces of flesh were slowly gathered under the skin. The impact of the blood sacrifice backlash on her was unexpectedly terrible, and it was almost impossible to maintain the skin that carried her body… …hateful.
The woman’s gradually restored face became distorted with malice and anger.
This is the first time she has suffered such a big loss since she can remember… and even was forced to leave temporarily to find a place to recuperate.
When she fully recovered—
suddenly, her mother’s eyes widened.
She slowly turned her head and looked behind.
The pale face of the youth was approaching at some unknown time. His expression was very cold, and there was a kind of almost indifferent calm. A pair of light-colored eyes reflected the crimson light of a knife, and even if he didn’t laugh or laugh, he also had a chilling look. gas.
It seems to be a sharp blade that is pushed to the front of the throat, and in the blink of an eye, you can instinctively feel the fatal chill from the opponent.
The mother backed away hurriedly.
“Bah—” The sharp blade pierced through the air, and only heard a “chuck”. The huge sarcoma squirming in the air was suddenly cut into two pieces. At the moment of being cut, the entire limb faded. The charcoal gray that became dry and loose was annihilated by the strong wind in the next moment.
The mother’s pupils suddenly shrank.
She gathered her limbs, quickly moved away from Ye Jia’s attack range, and looked at the youth not far away suspiciously.
Was he actually hurt? !
How can it be?
All gifts from mothers are poisonous seeds-it can endow terrible to formidable powers, and it can also bring invisible shackles.
No child can hurt her…unless… the
mother’s expression is ugly.
Below the ground.
The ghosts were surprised to find that the sea of blood that was fierce and fierce just now became thinner unknowingly, disappearing in the air little by little, and the deterrent power just now disappeared quickly.
Some ghosts broke free and flew in the direction of Ye Jia, but they were abruptly pulled back before they left far.
Ji Xuan squinted his eyes: “I am here.” With
force under his palm, Li Gui’s body was instantly torn apart.
Broken limbs and residual blood spattered, falling on the man’s pale cheeks, slowly dripping down, his voice was cold and light, with a hint of careless cruelty:
“Where else do you want to go?” On the
ground, the dark ghost looked at each other. At a glance, he roared and rushed towards the single Ji Xuan.
The man’s slender figure is like a wave of uncertain wind, shuttles among the ghosts, and brings a splash of blood wherever he goes, but the blood wave never rises again.
Two A-level ghosts were torn apart again.
Behind the corpse, a long-hidden S-class Li ghost stalked out cunningly, the blood sword with its eyeballs flying away with a mighty force, violently piercing Ji Xuan’s shoulder.
Ji Xuan did not make a sound, but his figure paused for a few seconds.
“Hahahahaha!!!!” The S-level ghost laughed arrogantly, “Ji Xuan… the legendary ghost king, mother’s beloved protagonist, you actually have today!!”
It felt that it had seen through the other side. Weak and pretentious, he finally gave up his usual caution and shrinking, and attacked Ji Xuan unscrupulously.
violent stump, wrapped in internal organs and blood, fell to the ground.
Behind the remnant body, the tall man stands in the blood like a killer who climbed up from hell. A pair of scarlet blood pupils are slightly squinted, and their thin and narrow pupils look like cold-blooded animals. A terrible sense of coercion came:
The Li ghosts around waiting for an opportunity were frightened, and they forgot to come forward for a while.
Until one of the ghosts hissed insidiously, “…hey, look, look at his injuries, don’t be scared, we are about to win.”
At this time, those ghosts noticed that Ji Xuan was on his body. His clothes have long been dampened by blood from an unknown source, and under the broken placket, the skin covered with fine wounds can be vaguely seen.
The raging fighting intent ignited in the eyes of many ghosts.
The former ghost king would not be approached by ordinary ghosts, let alone be left with any wounds.
This time, they had the upper hand.
“Very well,” Ji Xuan chuckled, and slowly wiped off the blood stains on his face: “What you want is this kind of spirit.”
He squinted the scarlet eye pupils, and said lightly:
“Then you try. Let’s try it out.”
See who can kill the current ghost king with his own hands.
During the fight, Ji Xuan raised his eyes and cast a glimpse towards the sky. Not far away, where the clouds and sarcoma were intertwined, he could barely see the small figure standing in front of the behemoth with his naked eyes.
He curled his lips slightly without a trace.
This time, the real battlefield is above, not here.
The clang of the blade reverberates in the bleak cloud, the ugly and huge limbs become dry powder pillars at the moment they are scratched, all their vitality is taken away, and they become flying dust, completely blending into the back. Among the rolling clouds.
Ye Jia’s eyes were shining with the cold light, like a raging dark fire in the depths of the deep abyss.
The crimson blade brought up the splashing blood, and the sharp piercing sound threw away the blood drops, and fell on his side face, with a deadly and terrible beauty.
The weapon in his hand was humming, swallowing the opponent’s power, and he could feel that he was getting stronger at an extremely fast speed.
In addition, whether it is the flexibility of the limbs and joints, the strength that can be exerted, or the skill and conciseness of the skills, all are their peak levels.
All the skills learned from the game, whether it is fierce attacks or fierce tactics, have been thoroughly used.
Mother’s avoidance gradually became embarrassed.
The growth of her body can’t keep up with the speed of destruction, she can feel that every attack of Ye Jia is closer to her body, closer-
mother gritted her teeth.
She exposed one of her arms, and took advantage of the gap created by the opponent’s attack, and used the remaining limbs to slam into the young man’s back. The sarcoma squirmed, tearing at the opponent ruthlessly, and opened her big mouth greedily–
“Bang ——” The
mother’s limbs slammed into the rising blood curtain.
The familiar blood wave trapped his back like a strong shield, impervious to the wind.
Ye Jia’s expression was blank for a moment.
Because he knew very well… it was released by himself.
Just now it was just the instinct to fight.
The mother’s scarlet eyeballs turned slightly, her gaze fell on Ye Jia’s face, greedily patrolling the unexpected look on the face of the opposite party, her lips curled up, and
she smiled and said: “Oh…that’s how it is.” She admired Ye Jia. ‘S expression: “It seems you don’t know yet.”
With thin white fingers on her lips, her mother’s expression was very happy, but her voice was still loving and gentle: “All gifts have a price, but now it seems…”
“You are the one who accepted the gift.”
She erected. The second finger: “The other person bears the price.” The
mother leaned down, her scarlet eyes reflected the other’s shaky face, and her voice contained a sinister voice: “So, which role do you each play? “
Ye Jia’s fingers tightened, her finger bones rubbed, and there was a gurgling sound.
“You want to save him, don’t you?” Mother reached out to him and smiled: “Then come back to me, I promise, as long as—”
Her voice had not fallen.
The crimson blade slid at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, silently and eagerly, like a soft wind passing by, kissing quietly.
Mother stared blankly.
On the snow-white wrist, a thin bloodstain appeared. The next second, the thin palm fell off, exposing the squirming limbs under the skin.
Blood spewing, viscous liquid sudden splashes of scarlet, red behind the cloudy sky
, “ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !!!!!”
her throat merits and demerits He let out a sharp and painful scream, his expression suddenly became hideous, there was a frightening viciousness and ugliness, a pair of red to bloody eyes staring at the young man in front of him, screaming: “How dare you… Dare! It really hurts me!”
The hand that was severed by the wrist slowly fell, turning into fly ash in mid-air.
Ye Jia carried the bone handle of the sickle on his shoulders and looked directly at the opponent without evasive. His expression was deep and cold, showing a rock-like unshakable calmness and willpower:
“I have agreed to a bet.”
He raised his hand and pointed the crimson tip of the sickle directly at the opponent:
“Plus, I believe him.”
The ghost with a deep obsession has always obeyed his own heart and passion.
There is no end to his greed and thirst, and a brief gratification will only increase deeper greed.
Ye Jia used all the methods and spent several years, whether it was hiding, talking badly, fighting each other, or even going to death in person, without breaking the opponent’s hand tightly.
His eyes flashed across the opponent’s crazily crazily scarlet eyes like a ghost.
A ghost who has tasted sexual satisfaction is like being caught by an addiction that cannot be quit.
After the loss is recovered, it is simply impossible to let the other party take the initiative to let go.
sacrifice? It is no longer in the options.
Ye Jia stared at the twisted face of his mother in front of him, and slowly raised his lips, revealing a shallow smile:
“It seems that destroying your skin is also a way.”
His eyes reflected the light of the sword. Sharp, cold and distant expression, with a terrible sense of oppression and almost arrogant self-confidence, his voice is calm but composed, as if he is determined to fate:
“I will not lose.”