Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

The monks who blocked the door were shocked, their faces were pale, and before they could run away, they were torn in half alive, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and he didn't react until he died, his wide-open eyes were full of confusion!

In just a split second, the seven or eight disciples guarding the gate were all killed by the group of corpses. For a moment, blood flowed, broken limbs and remains piled up in front of the gate, and flesh foam flew everywhere.

All the monks were startled and quickly raised their weapons to resist.

I saw a monk stabbing his weapon into the body of the dead body. Looking at the blood flowing from the sword, he smiled triumphantly, but when he was about to withdraw the sword, he was suddenly caught by the man with the sword. The living corpse grabbed its neck and raised it high, then twisted it hard.

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the young monk was thrown out and hit the pillar of the house. Large swathes of blood flowed out from his body, and scarlet blood slowly flowed out from his eyes, nose and mouth. .

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and stopped rushing out to fight. They raised their weapons and ran towards the cabinet.

In a short period of time, the huge Xiang Mansion was occupied by dead corpses, and the ears were filled with the eager roars of the corpses. The whole Xiang Mansion was shrouded in blood and yin, and it was bitingly cold.

"what!!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

Xiang Hongyi was fighting against the corpse when he suddenly heard the screams of a group of female relatives.I saw that group of female family members surrounded by a group of dead bodies, they raised their sharp claws and wanted everyone to attack.

Xiang Hongyi was startled, avoided the attack of the dead body, and ran towards the crowd.

However, he hadn't arrived yet, and within a short while, the group of female relatives were besieged and devoured by the living corpses, and the ground was covered with blood, minced meat, and intestines stained with blood...

"Help!!!"

"Come here!! Help me!! Come here!!! Help me!!!!"

In the corner, Lian Yukun hid under the chair and hugged his head, tearing his nose and snotting, shrinking in fear, and above him were a few dead bodies, and those dead bodies stretched out their hands to catch him. to touch.Xiang Hongyi was shocked, and quickly raised his sword and jumped forward.He swung his sword and threw out a few talisman papers, seeing the corpses of those talisman papers subconsciously take a step back.

Xiang Hong took the opportunity and quickly reached out to Lian Yukun to pull him out.

Unexpectedly, when Lian Yukun saw that there were still dead bodies around him, he crouched in fright with his head in his arms, not daring to come out.

Xiang Hongyi frowned, and was about to forcefully pull him out, but before Xiang Hongyi could move, a burst of shock came from his shoulder.

He looked down, and saw that the shoulders were gradually turning red, and a blue-black hand covered with corpse spots passed through his shoulders, and blood flowed down its fingertips.

Enduring the pain, Xiang Hongyi clenched his teeth and raised his leg to kick the dead body vigorously.

Xiang Hongyi covered his bleeding shoulder, raised his sword and slashed at the dead body!

"Ah!!!! Save me! Save me! Xiang Hongyi save me!"

Lian Yukun's screams could be heard next to his ears, but Xiang Hongyi, who was surrounded by a group of dead bodies, had no time to take care of him.

Lian Yukun was lifted up by the chair, but before he could react, the dead body suddenly stuck one hand into his stomach.

Blood gushed out in an instant, and Lian Yukun opened his eyes wide, looking at the living corpse in front of him, but he couldn't use any strength.

He just watched half-deadly as the dead body slowly pulled out his blood-stained intestines from his stomach bit by bit...

"Ahhhh!!!"

The air was full of bloody smell, it was scarlet when it entered the eyes, screams came and went, cloudy clouds covered the Xiangfu, the thick cloudy air would envelope the Xiangfu, and the biting coldness gradually spread from the bottom of my heart.

Failed

The soul-calling formation failed, and they failed to recruit the people they needed, but they recruited all the dead, suicide, buried and unburied corpses all over the city.

The last thing Kyoto lacks is people, including the dead.

But now, this huge group of corpses is approaching the center of the mansion in an endless stream.

Xiang Hongyi smiled miserably, waved the weapon in his hand over and over again, beheading the dead bodies around him one by one.

However, no matter how he swung his weapon and how hard he tried to kill, these corpses were still numb and tireless in their endless attacks.

His body was gradually covered with blood, and his body was covered with large and small wounds. His hair, which was always meticulous, was scattered in a mess, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Master! Come out quickly! Master!"

Fu Bo stood in the crowd, looking at the blood all over his body, he looked numb to Hong Yi, and shouted loudly.

What Xiangfu lacked most now were screams, crying and insulting, his voice was completely covered up.

Seeing Xiang Hongyi's movements becoming weaker and weaker, Uncle Fu suddenly rushed out of the crowd and ran towards Hongyi, ignoring the corpses around him, his old hoarse voice shouted in despair over and over again:

"master!"

"Master! Come back quickly! The young master and wife are waiting for you!"

"master!"

"master!!!!!"

...

Surrounded by corpses, Xiang Hongyi heard Fubo's roar and his words, his pupils suddenly shrank.

All kinds of past events appeared in front of my eyes, including Xiang's sweet smile, the sweet sadness and joy of the two, the joy of watching Fusu grow up slowly, the innocent smiles of many students in Xiangfu Academy, his The eyes gradually gained focus.

yes...

he can't die yet...

He also has a wife, a child, and a family to protect...

Fu Bo looked at Xiang Hongyi's revived expression, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and then slowly stopped.

fortunately..

fortunately....

A trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Uncle Fu lowered his head, looked at the dead body in front of him with a hand inserted into his stomach, and looked at the bright red blood flowing from his chest, he smiled wretchedly.

Sir...you must live on...

old lady... i'm going first...

Fu Bo slowly closed his eyes, and a tear slowly flowed from the corner of his eyes.

The dead body tilted its head, staring at Forbe with its white eyes, the scarlet one let out an unbearable growl, and then exerted force with his hands.

That rotten hand covered with corpse spots passed through Forbe's chest cavity, and in his hand was a scarlet beating heart!

The dead thing that has lost its life has no attraction for it, so it retracts its hand again, pinching the heart and attacking the next target.

Unable to support his body, Fu Bo just fell heavily on the ground, lifeless...

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Watching Uncle Fu fall in front of his eyes, roaring, waving, and attacking Hongyi.

he can't die..

he can't die...

There are many innocent domestic servants waiting for him to rescue, there are also young students crying helplessly, and his wife and his lover are waiting for him.

He promised her that he would accompany her to leave the capital and guard her for the rest of his life...

The wailing and screaming in his ears gradually weakened, and all the people who entered were corpses except for dead bodies. Those who fought against him in the past fell before his eyes one by one.

He could clearly feel the passing of life, the sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and the blood slowly flowed down from his head to block his sight, but he still waved the sword unconsciously until he had no strength, until he The blood-stained sword fell to the ground.

There were bursts of stabbing pain in his abdomen, and he no longer had any strength to resist. The sword in his hand slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. In a blur, his goal was a pile of bloody corpses like hell on earth.

He slowly closed his eyes, fell powerlessly behind him, and fell heavily on the ground.

At the last moment of his life, as if all obstacles were blocked, he suddenly heard the familiar, light footsteps.

He heard the voice of the one he loved and cared for all his life:

"Hongyi!"

He heard the footsteps approaching him, and the person who touched his heart was walking in, so he exhausted his last bit of strength, opened his eyes, and looked at the corpses rushing towards him, surrounded by corpses. With blood on her face, she feebly raised her hand, and shouted in a low voice in despair:

"Do not....."

"Hongyi!!!"

When Xiang Hongyi's hand was hanging down weakly, another pair of blood-stained hands held his hand tightly.

Xiang Shi held Xiang Hongyi's hand, and leaned gently in his arms, just like in the past, dependent, unreserved, and admiring.

The pain from her body seemed to have disappeared, Xiang Shi nestled happily in Xiang Hongyi's arms, tears ran down her cheeks and fell on his body, she gently raised her weak hand, and gently wiped his face of blood and tears.

"Hongyi...we agreed...to be together forever."

"How can you go first... When you arrive at Huangquan Road, beside the Naihe Bridge...you must wait for me..."

Looking at the wound on her abdomen, Xiang Shi smiled miserably, ignoring the hideous corpses surrounding her, she picked up the blood-stained sword beside Xiang Hongyi, and then forcefully pierced her abdomen.

A lot of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, her tear-filled eyes gradually became blurred, but the corners of her pale mouth turned up slightly, and she snuggled up in Xiang Hongyi's arms.

The fingers of the two were tightly intertwined, until finally Xiang Shi lost his anger and never let go...

The two who had lost their vitality were no longer attracted to the dead body, they left their surroundings and walked to other places again.

Wherever they went, there were screams, from men, women, old people, and children.

Gradually, the screams became less and less, and finally they were almost gone.

In Nuoda's Xiangfu, apart from the low growl from the throat of the corpse, there was only the sound of blood flowing.

despair...

despair.....

despair.......