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The eyes were scarlet, the body was covered with sticky and warm liquid, and the stench penetrated into the nostrils and stimulated the senses of the whole body.

After struggling to open his eyes wide, what he could see clearly was the severed hand lying in front of him, still covered with a large piece of blood. The rotten flesh at the fracture was uneven, and thousands of blood vessels were broken and bleeding out.

My throat tightened, and I almost spit it out, and the nausea kept coming back.

I wanted to get up and pull the severed hand off my face, but I found that I couldn't use any strength at all. It wasn't because of exhaustion, it was more like this body wasn't mine at all. I could only see, hear, and feel Arrived, but couldn't move.

Am I not dreaming?

As soon as this idea came up, I was affirmed by myself. After all, I was clearly sleeping on the stone bed in the bedroom of the Demon Palace, so it is absolutely impossible to suddenly appear in this unimaginable place.

To sum up, I think I am definitely dreaming right now, and a large part of the reason may be because of the rock I am sleeping on.

What does it imply indirectly...

"Your consciousness hasn't died yet? You are very tenacious."

A shadow hung over me, and the face was covered with blood. A large piece of dark red blood mixed with the man's long hair stuck to his face, making me unable to see his face for a moment.

It's just that although I can't see the face clearly, I can clearly see the weapon in his hand!The shining blade was stained with blood and was still extremely sharp in the chaotic gunpowder smoke, which made me feel cold all over.

But I can't move!

But judging from the injury of this person, it is estimated that he is half breathed and he is about to die. To put it simply, his current behavior is the kind that knows that I will finish the game after stabbing you to death, but I just want to die with you.

"In the contest between you and me, I am indeed the winner. Today is your death day next year, right?"

"I'll see you."

He finished pushing with a cheerful expression, and incidentally grinned at the corner of his mouth to express his extremely happy mood.

As a result, the voice still stopped by his ear, half a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, slipped across his chin, and dripped all over the body I was in.

Me: ...you you you!If you speak, don't be so disgusting, okay? ?

The man vomited blood, and his expression changed immediately. Well, he couldn't see clearly because of the blood...

He didn't care about his extremely bad physical condition, but clenched the sword in his hand even more tightly, and stabbed it into the body I was attached to unexpectedly.

Right in the middle of the mouth.

It can be said that the stabbing with one knife after another can be described as carefree and dripping.

It's just that he was happy, and I suffered.

I originally had the mentality of watching a show attached to this body secretly, and it was nothing to do with me, but I didn't want the pain of being stabbed to completely affect me, almost [-]% real!

Ahhh!Beep the dog!Why do I have such heartbreaking ups and downs even in a dream? !

I feel like a dead target now, I can't move, I can only let the big brother who is covering me poke around.

His sword seems to be carrying something that can obliterate the consciousness. I just feel that my consciousness is becoming more and more blurred, and I guess it won't be long before it disappears in this messy land.

The sound of the sharp weapon piercing into the flesh rang in my ears, and I, who was about to be tied into a hornet's nest, had a look of lovelessness.

However, it is estimated that being abused by Song Qiyuan in the last world has already developed a certain immunity to pain, so that now I can still maintain a little sobriety.

So when the hand of this body was raised to the center of the eyebrows, my heart was so shocked that it exploded.

Is this going to explode? ? ?

As long as the characters in "Immortal Demon Tribulation" want to self-destruct, they will have a unified action, that is, put their hands between their eyebrows, gather their own strength to this point and then explode violently, enough to achieve the purpose of dying with those who are close .

The higher the cultivation base, the more frightening the intensity of self-destruction, but the price of self-destruction is not something anyone can afford.

For example, if the body I am in is self-destructing, the end result will be body and spirit annihilation, and there is no room for salvation.

It seems that this elder brother also has deep resentment, what enmity do these two elder brothers have?

I clearly felt that all my consciousness was forcibly concentrated between the eyebrows, and after a sudden burst of swelling and tearing pain, my head short-circuited.

"Bam—"

I don't know how long it took, but I had a faint sense of consciousness. The scene in front of me was still the messy scene, and there were still corpses strewn all around me.

This person blew himself up and didn't die? ?

"boom--"

While I was in a daze, suddenly there was a loud thunderclap above my head, which almost made my ears tingle and hum continuously.

Accompanied by the thunder, there was a sudden downpour without warning, which instantly drenched my heart...

I tried to move my body and found that I was conscious, but I was extremely tired and sore all over.

I strenuously raised a hand and stretched it out in front of my eyes to block the crackling rain on my face, but I was completely stunned when I saw it clearly...

Is this hand a little too small? ?

The hand in front of him is very thin, and the short fingers would be cute if they weren't stained with blood.

Judging from the appearance, there is no doubt that it is a child's hand.

So what is the situation?

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

Just as he was thinking, his face was suddenly pecked by something sharp. The movement was not heavy but itchy, and he enjoyed it one after another.

I am very ticklish, I feel uncomfortable being pecked like this, I also want to laugh, and my mind is unsteady, causing the scene in front of me to gradually melt, and finally slowly melt away.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy rain and the battlefield disappeared completely.

He opened his eyes again, and above his head was the pitch-black roof of the main hall, and the feeling of the soul staying safely in the body finally returned.

As soon as my senses came back, I noticed that the little thing next to my ear was still pecking my face persistently.

I turned my head to see what it was.

As a result, looking at it this way, my heart instantly softened into a ball, but my eye sockets were sore and astringent uncontrollably.

It's Ah Jiu.