Dusk, in a secluded valley.

The cold is unusually cold, and the wilderness is everywhere.

The wind suddenly rose, and it was bleak and lonely.

Not far away, two figures.

Mysterious and weird!

The sky was sprinkled with light rain, blood-red rain.

Is it the wind that swept up the bloody corpses, or is it the reflection of the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood?

Endless wars, endless blood, make the bloody wind and rain of the ancient battlefield so terrifying!?

What's even more strange is that those two figures are not drenched in the slightest raindrop?

Is it open? Or are you dazzled?

Raindrops avoided their bodies?

It's mechanical death and snow! no wonder this happens.

The mechanical reaper and Blizzard managed to take the blood of five bloods, the blood of five warriors.

The five bloods that can make Jack come to his senses are behind the incomparable hardships and tribulations. Without the help of the Purple Electric Immortal and the intervention of the masters of the Shura Dao, the mission could only fail. As if everything was supposed to happen.

In the beginning of the crazy obstruction and interception, to the back of the smooth and quick, unexpected results.

The vial of blood in Blizzard's hand shone with a light of hope, and this moment seemed too long.

"Finally completed the mission of the Five Bloods!······" Blizzard's eyes were already shining with pride and excitement.

"If it weren't for this love sword to take us through the imprisoned time and space, the blood of the five tiger generals and warriors would not have been able to be completed by relying on the previous time machine! The strangest thing is that the power of this love sword to travel through time and space is getting slower and slower? Last time, it took more than 20 minutes to cross as you want, but this time I have been waiting for almost 1 hour! Could it be that the battery is running low?" the mechanical reaper took out the love sword of the Love Sword Saint and looked at it carefully.

"Low battery?······ Do you think it's a mobile phone? This love sword is powered by fairy power!Is it without fairy power?!" Feixue's big eyes were frightened.

"Immortal power is insufficient?But at this time?When the five blood is in hand?!We can't go back?!······" The mechanical reaper began to become suspicious, too.

"This mission is like gambling, relying on luck?" said Feixue sadly. My heart is unconsciously cold, if I keep doing this? When will I be able to return to Jack's side? What is the use of five blood in my hands? Every link must not be missing!

"That's exactly what happened!······" The mechanical reaper shouted.

"Surprise me!" Blizzard turned her head to look at the inexplicable mechanical Grim Reaper!

Crazy?

"Flying snow, didn't you notice the light red rain?" said the mechanical reaper, composed.

"Rain?!······" Blizzard's attention turned to the red rain beside her. I raised my hands but couldn't touch any raindrops! Something strange! Could it be the ghost of this rain?

"I didn't notice it at first, but now I finally understand!" the mechanical reaper frowned.

"Got what?" Blizzard was still puzzled.

"When the five blood was in hand, this red rain began to fall! It didn't just fall casually! But it was premeditated for a long time!"

"Why didn't I notice!?······" Flying Snow groaned. was targeted at the beginning, at the moment when the five blood was in hand. Still naïve to think that you can get out of the time and space here soon, and be able to meet Jack soon? Why is it so difficult every time?

Blizzard begins to rage and get excited. Emotions seem to be spiraling out of control.

The mechanical reaper was calm, because what should come will always come, and no one can stop it. A perfect intelligent machine will always calculate a strong enough heart and super control. This is an incomparably powerful existence.

Demons that can manipulate rain will always show their feet.

And the mechanical reaper has been waiting for the arrival of demons.

It's a pity that I waited for a long time, and I still stood still.

Waiting makes everyone lose patience and lose their minds.

But what can we do now but wait?

The sun finally set in the western mountains, and darkness enveloped all around.

It was dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.

There was not a single starlight, and the clouds of rain obscured any light.

Blizzard's heart was also pitch black.

"Are you going to wait?" said Blizzard lost patience.

"What else?" The mechanical reaper smirked.

The rain is still falling.

It just can't be drenched.

It's useless to advance or retreat.

"At least do something?" said Blizzard, holding back her thoughts as she was about to collapse.

"I don't think what else can we do without showing up?" the mechanical reaper's signature giggle didn't stop.

"Except for chatting?······" Blizzard suddenly discovers that a major crisis has emerged.

"You've finally found out?" the mechanical reaper continued to smirk.

"Can you still laugh?" Blizzard was about to cry.

"If you don't laugh, do you cry? Neither of us can move! We can only move our mouths!" said the mechanical reaper.

Can't move?

I really can't move!

When the sun goes down, the body is already unable to move!

Fortunately, I can still speak! But after a while, I can't even speak!

Can't talk or move?

Wooden man?!

Indeed, now they have all turned into wooden people. Can't talk or move.

The rain is still falling.

Everything seems to be so natural and harmonious, everything is empty.

Only time flows.

As if by magic, the two wooden figures were silent in the night. What can you do with five blood in your hand? What's the use? A fossil that has been sealed away and slowly dried?

The devil has won?

Ended this game of five bloods?

It's a pity that such a work must be appreciated.

How else can you satisfy the vanity of the devil and the thrill of victory?

After a long, long time, a rancid smell came.

The demon walked very slowly, slowly, slowly admiring the wooden man in front of him, from far to near, floating and floating.

It was like a night bird, silently watching its prey in the dark, and couldn't hold back its excitement.

"Haha! Look, who I caught?" the demon grinned. "Two poor little crawlies, the lost little lambs, they look delicious!······"

Although the snow could not move or speak, it could still be heard.

At this moment, my heart is like glass shattered to the ground.

The shadow area of the heart is infinite.

It's over.

Can't talk or move, it's so miserable?

Like a lamb to the slaughter.

Can you hear the screaming butterflies?

The corners of the mechanical reaper's mouth showed a strange smile.

Is it distorted by horror?

But that laugh made the demon stop.

Seems to perceive something?

The five blood in their hands began to attract the demons to move their feet again.