Damn! How can this be? Is it another hallucination?

Struggling desperately, Ding Xiaofan, who couldn't make a sound in his throat, couldn't call for help, so he had to keep tearing the vines wrapped around his neck with his hands.

Although it seemed to have withered a long time ago, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the vines in the slightest.

Not only that, as time went by, Ding Xiaofan's breathing became weaker and weaker, and the various senses of his body became blurred.

Eventually, his eyes protruded outward, and after a few struggles, his breathing stopped completely.

The neck has been strangled, and the skin and flesh have been torn apart, but Ding Xiaofan is not dead at this time.

However, the vines wrapped around its neck resemble a bloodthirsty monster, sucking the blood that flows from its wounds.

Under the sucking of the vines, Ding Xiaofan's body gradually became emaciated, and even dried up completely.

Minutes and seconds passed, one minute, two minutes, three minutes, four hours, five hours......

was hung half-dead on the locust tree, and Ding Xiaofan suffered from extreme blood loss, broken bones, and continuous suffocation at the same time.

Soon, twenty years later, all the other corpses had turned into blood-red fruit that looked like a skeleton.

Ding Xiaofan, on the other hand, became like a dried corpse, leaving only a skeleton and skinless without moisture.

But despite this, he still tore at the vines around his neck with his dry hands.

"Click!"

Because he was already fragile and used too much force, Ding Xiaofan's two arms were finally broken due to overwhelm.

It fell directly into the blood-red mire, and then turned into two vines like blood vessels.

In addition to this, his legs also fell to the ground, turning into vines and merging with the swamp.

Is this death? I am so unhappy that my life should end in such a sad way!

After recalling everything in the past in his mind, Ding Xiaofan's signs of life disappeared completely.

Soon, after another twenty years, under the continuous shrinkage, Ding Xiaofan's body, which was only left with a human stick, finally turned into a blood-red fruit like a skeleton like other corpses.

Turning the picture to the other side, in the Hundred Ghost Hall, Sima Jie was besieged by four young people in embarrassment, and barely fought back.

But the strange thing is that Sima Jie, who is faster than a bullet, can't even dodge the attacks of ordinary people at this time.

"Peng!"

Only a muffled sound was heard, and one of the young men hit Sima Jie in the back of the head with an iron rod, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly sprayed in the air.

"You're not afraid to make trouble in the Hundred Ghost Hall?"

As he spoke, seeing that Sima Jie had not yet fallen, the young man holding the iron rod slammed into his waist.

After receiving two heavy blows in a row, Sima Jie vomited out a mouthful of blood.

But despite this, Sima Jie, who was covered in bruises, still stood in place, sneering, "If you weren't bold, Lao Tzu would have died a long time ago, I don't know how many times." ”

As he spoke, before the young man could react, Sima Jie quickly threw a punch at the door in front of him.

Seeing Sima Jie's fist coming towards him, the young man hurriedly turned sideways and dodged the attack that was as slow as a snail crawling in his eyes.

At the same time, he swung the iron rod in his hand and smashed it into the head.

But to his surprise, Sima Jie, who could barely stand firmly, grabbed his iron rod with his bare hands.

Immediately afterwards, Sima Jie pulled the young man in front of him with all his strength, and flew out with a kick and kicked the opponent heavily in the chest.

"Click!"

Although he had lost all his magic power, the young man holding the iron rod still had his sternum trampled to pieces by Sima Jie.

After winning a move, Sima Jie did not stop attacking, but grabbed the opponent's ankle, used his body as a weapon, and slammed into the other three young people.

Seeing this, regardless of the life or death of their companions, the other three young people actually waved the machetes in their hands and directly cut their companions as weapons to pieces!

"It's really difficult, am I going to die in a place like this?"

Throwing away the broken leg in his hand, Sima Jie casually picked up the red wine bottle on the coffee table next to him, and rushed towards the three young men with machetes in their arms.

However, under the siege of the three young people, Sima Jie, who had already turned back into an ordinary person, was quickly defeated, and there were more than a dozen terrifying wounds on his body.

"Poof!"

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Sima Jie staggered to his feet from the ground, "What are you kidding, he is a fierce general of my Earth Soul Palace, how can he be allowed to be trapped here!"

"It's funny, when all the abilities are lost, and the physical strength is limited, it can still last so long. ”

"Since you are working so hard, then Uncle Ben will be merciful and give you a ride. ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man in the lead raised the machete in his hand and slashed at the head of Sima Jie, who was already unconscious.

Although there were many people around, no one dared to step forward to stop them, as if what was in front of them had nothing to do with them.

Then, only a "poof!" sound was heard, and a large amount of blood suddenly bloomed in midair.

"It's really lively here, it's so much more fun than hanging from a tree!"

While speaking, Ding Xiaofan used a force in his hand, and he directly crushed the machete in his hand.

"Xiao Fan, run quickly, here, you can't beat them. ”

With the last bit of strength to shout out this sentence, Sima Jie desperately pushed Ding Xiaofan, who was blocking in front of him.

I saw that at this time, his face was covered with blood, and his body was also covered with horrific wounds, and the original pale green suit was completely stained red by blood.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaofan dodged the attack of the three young people, and directly helped Sima Jie, who was covered in injuries, to a crowded booth.

Before the people in the booth could react, he suddenly released a strong air current, knocking all the people in the booth to the ground.

"Whoever dares to touch him, I will kill everyone here. ”

After placing Sima Jie on the card seat, Ding Xiaofan slowly turned around and caught the two machetes in front of him with one hand.

"It seems that it is not enough to just deal with a few of you, don't hide in the corner, just go up together. Otherwise, you will have no chance of survival. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Ding Xiaofan's words were finished, dozens of young men armed with iron rods, machetes and other weapons immediately walked out of the surrounding corners and quickly surrounded them.

Looking at the menacing people around him, Ding Xiaofan's eyes flashed red, and he sneered, "I've kept you waiting, let you taste the despair I felt in the illusion now." ”

This story is pure fiction and will be continued