【Most Beautiful】Body in a dream

"Ha, it's time to join the battle."

In the center of the Eighteenth Hell Formation, surrounded by evil spirits, the person bound on the torture rack opened his eyes when he heard the words, and the sound of two sabers piercing the wind from the periphery came faintly to his ears. The sword ming of heart and soul.

Knowing that this is a killing game, why did you come here.

Blood dripped from the broken wound and the bloodstains on the wrist, soaked the clothes, dripped to the ground, and stained the soil blood red.

"It's too late, it's too late!" Rainstorm Heart Slave noticed the last move, and watched with a very interesting smile: "As soon as he entered the battle, he has already been poisoned by my stiff heart, and you who have lost your strength , can't save him."

The sound of killing and felling can be heard endlessly, and the smell of blood is mixed in the rain, stretching around.

Rainstorm Xinnu turned his eyes, looked at Huang Yuke who was tied aside, and said: "Brother, after I finish the two of them, I will take off your eyes, are you ready to dedicate them to me?" ?”

"You can take these eyes, without you, I wouldn't be who I am today." Huang Yuke looked at him and said, "But at this moment, I would rather I never met you, so that I don't have to worry about it because of the teacher's words." , and trapped the heart in prison."

Storm Heart Slave approached, and covered his eyelids with icy fingertips: "Oh? In this way, do you think my father is not good enough for you? It was you who deprived him of his attention and concern for me. I taught you all the Rain Sword Technique, with such deep affection, do you still think that he is not good enough? Unexpectedly, Senior Brother is a more greedy person than me, ha."

Pushing hard with his fingertips, Huang Yuke felt a pain in his eyes, closed his eyes involuntarily, and said: "Master has treated me with great kindness, so I naturally cherish it, but he is just worried that his life will not last long. In order to make me a hero Zhifeng, it was only because of your help that he took the trouble to train, but unfortunately, you can't appreciate his intentions at all, and instead harbor resentment."

"Ha, if you say that, will I believe it?" Rainstorm Heart Null urged with his hands, and saw bloodstains slowly flowing from those tightly closed eyes, sliding down his jaw along his cheeks.

Huang Yuke was restrained by him, unable to struggle, so he remained motionless, but murmured, "Give you what you want, and I...will be free?"

The calm tone mixed with unknown emotions made Rainstorm Xinnu slightly startled, before he could answer, he heard the sound of the knife, and the outer perimeter of the Eighteen Hell Formation had been broken.

"Most time!"

Hearing the sound, Storm Heart Slave let go of Huang Yuke, turned around, and saw that the man who broke into the formation was holding a knife in both hands, his clothes had been splashed with blood, and the large peony pattern on his sleeves had also been splashed with blood, brightly colored. There was a shocking feeling.The man's snowy hair was tied high with a red scarf, and a large area of ​​peonies was painted on his face with colored ink. His eyelids and lips were also covered, and only the original outline could be distinguished.

The man tied to the rack raised his head slightly, his amber eyes also looked at him, and asked, "Why did you come?"

Just like in the previous life, the voice at this time could not be heard due to the poison, but maybe it was a sympathetic heart, or maybe it was because during the change of Senluo, when he blocked the rainstorm and Xinnuo hooked the sword of the soul of the most time, the words asked by the most time made people feel sad. He suddenly realized the answer he owed a long time ago, when Qi Luosheng saw him speak, he understood what he was talking about.

why are you here

"I've already said the answer." Qi Luosheng replied, then turned to look to the other side: "Rainstorm Heart Slave!"

"Jiangshan Kuaishou Qi Luosheng, okay, you really lived up to my expectations, do you know? No one has ever been able to break into the center of the Eighteen Hell Formation. I originally wanted to use this formation to challenge Jiuqiansheng, but you messed with me. It makes me angry, it makes me really want to see the picture of your blood soaking the eyes!" Rainstorm Heart Slave got his scythe in his hands, and let out a long laugh: "Come on, didn't you say that I am not qualified to discuss swords with you? At this moment , but you found me! Hahahaha!"

The Eighteen Hell Formation seized life's vitality. It was a fierce battle just now, which consumed too much energy. What's more, the poisonous smoke entered the body, and life was lost every moment. Qi Luosheng didn't say much. Rainstorm heart slave!

The giant scythe seduces the soul, carries the black rain that drifts away, and the nightmare that crosses the sky, and the flames that burst out during the confrontation reveal a cruel breath of death.

The swift shadow of the sickle is reflected in the eyes of the clear blade, but the sound of piercing the sky cannot be heard by the ears that have lost their sense of sound. Only the heart-inspiring battle sound cuts the heart and soul.

The pain rubbed his mind, and Qi Luosheng's forehead gradually seeped cold sweat, but the knife in his hand couldn't stop.Drinking the country with a knife, what you wield is the madness of breaking the mountains and rivers, the arrogance of Jiaozhi Luoyang, and the brilliance of breaking through the sky.

One knife, one thousand knife, slashed at the body of the person who protected the body with evil skills, the blood hadn't flowed out, and the wound had healed.

The breath of death became more and more intense, not only the pain of the sound of war tearing the eardrums, but also the heart of time in the chest began to move, the hand holding the knife was unstable due to the pain, Qi Luosheng raised his eyes to look at the most time, but saw him While struggling hard, his hands were stained red by the blood dripping from his wrists, and because of touching the poison in his body, blood kept spilling out of his mouth.

When distracted, the scythe broke through the net woven by the blade and pierced into the abdomen. It was cold and scorching, and the blood sprayed out as the blade was pulled out, smearing the whiteness of the body.

"Uh..." Qi Luosheng pressed the bleeding wound, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"How? My sorcery and fate are not something you can break!" Rainstorm Heart Slave raised the corners of her lips happily, and smiled up to the sky: "It's over! Burning Heart Nightmare!"

After finishing speaking, he made a great move, Xinmao showed a burning image, his Yuan Gong was raised to the peak, and his body teleported, intending to pierce the opponent's heart from behind.

This is the time, only this time!

Rainstorm Heart Slave's magical body protection, only when he exerts all his strength, the magic will be flawed for a moment!

Let's rewrite the fate of the previous life at this moment!

For some reason, Qi Luosheng wanted to laugh, Shi Zhixin was in severe pain, he covered his heart with one hand, and said with a low smile: "Bei Zai is tailed."

After saying that, his figure was pulled up suddenly, his white clothes and snow hair were flying, and the two sabers turned around and cut down!

With a knife, it turned around the ear, blocking the sharp edge of the scythe.

A knife, in the blink of an eye, pierces the burning nightmare.

The knife is withdrawn, the blood is gushing, and the array is broken!

"How, how is it possible...! My fire of life..."

The boundless darkness faded away, revealing a blood moon hanging high in the sky, and the rain that started to fall for some reason washed away layers of blood stains on the ground.

Exhausted, Qi Luosheng couldn't hear the sound, and pressed the knife on the ground, only to see the body in front of him was burning with heart fire, gradually turning to ashes.

Dependent origin and extinction, calamity of life and calamity of death, countless grievances and hatreds, all resolved in an instant.

Only, speechless.

Thinking of the last moment, Qi Luosheng managed to pull up a bit of strength, turned around, but saw that the man was very close at hand, probably just tried his best to break free from the bondage, his wrists were dripping with blood.But at this moment, the amber pupils were pale gold, staring at him for a moment, and he couldn't help chuckling.

"what……"

"You... who are you?"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the person falling down in front of his eyes, and at the last moment he caught it, the cold raindrops fell, washing away some of the colored ink on the person's face, gradually revealing a cold whiteness.

"Hold on, I'll take you to heal your wounds!" Zuo Guang picked him up, took the knife in his hand, and cut the rope that bound Huang Yuke, then turned around and left without saying a word.

Huang Yuke stood up staggeringly, and walked in front of Rainstorm Xinnu, his eyes were blood red, and he couldn't see the fire clearly: "Xinnu..."

Rainstorm Heart Slave looked away from the far away back, looked at the person in front of him, and murmured: "Brother, I have seen the real Zoroastrian totem. The devil's heart, it turns out to be attachment."

Huang Yuke shook his head and said, "No, the devil's heart is possession. People trade loss for freedom."

After saying that, the two fingers sank into the eye sockets with lightning speed.

"Brother..."

Blood splattered, and before it stained the cheeks, it had been swallowed by the fangs of the flames.

"If I failed my mentor, I will pay you back." Throwing his eyeballs into the fire, Huang Yuke endured the severe pain and continued: "Now, do you believe what I said?"

When his body was about to be ashes, the rainstorm heart slave looked up to the sky and smiled, a tear fell down the corner of his eye.

In this life, what you pursue is wrong, and what you hate is wrong. The flames of the totem circle on the jacket burn the obsession of ice and fire all the way, and the ones to reap in the end are your own tears.

"you're free……"