Chapter Eighty-Eight: Sin
Smoke and dust billowed from each other, and the pursuer and the pursued, the hunter and the prey, could almost smell each other.
Zhou Ba has the smell of saltpeter, overflowing, tragic and decisive.
Lin Ming smelled of blood on his body, I don't know if it was from the open wounds on his body or from his bloodstained hands.
"Die!"
Zhou Ba finally caught up with Lin Ming, and the sword in his hand went straight to Lin Ming's head. From top to bottom, it seems to be about to split the other party in half.
Lin Ming's face was like white cardboard, and he struggled to twist back in the air to turn his direction, and before Zhou Ba could send the sword into his head, he made eye contact with Zhou Ba.
"Huh!"
Like the sound of the boss cutting a watermelon with a knife on a beachside beach on a summer day, Zhou Ba's sword created a result just as he imagined.
"Ahh
The victor held the remains of the vanquished, standing at the top of the ruins and roaring in the sky, the blood of the defeated dripping from the corpse, drenching Zhou Ba's head, face, and body, and the expression on his face was distorted, like a painting from Picasso's pen.
"Little sister, I've avenged you!"
He shouted, looking up at the four fields, and everywhere he looked, as long as there was a human form, he bowed his head.
The strong enemy gave the head, and the family revenge was avenged, just when Zhou Bazhi was full of pride, suddenly, a faint voice sounded in his ears.
"Brother......
It was a voice he was familiar with, and it was one that could never have been here and now.
He struggled to lift his head.
"Ahhh!!hhh
Where does the broken corpse that he held aloft to show off his might look like 'Mo Evil'?!
A human skin mask fell from the corpse that had been cut open from the middle of the skull, and the corpse's eyes looked at Zhou Ba fixedly, as if they had been looking at him for a thousand years, ten thousand years.
"Brother. ”
The woman's voice was like a soft fluff in the wind, but it stirred up a thousand waves.
"Ahhhhh!!hh
The indescribable misery turned into the only sound that Zhou Ba could make at this moment.
What is the 'Mo Evil' that was cut in half by him.
"Little ...... Small...... Sister !!"
He hugged Zhou Shisan, who had been cut in half, into his arms, and the grief and disbelief in his eyes were mixed, gloomy over the sky at this moment.
"How are you?"
He couldn't say anything else.
Even if the Jindan Ancestor was cut in two from the Heavenly Spirit Gai, he would not be able to survive, and at this moment, his sister was calling him with the last bit of time before the spiritual sense dissipated.
"Stupid brother...... It's always been me ......."
The life in this body had faded, but her voice was still so soft and coherent.
It is not the organs in the specific sense that she uses to make her voices, but the spiritual sense.
"Why...... Why?"
Zhou Ba looked crazy, and he shook Zhou Shisan's broken body vigorously.
"Brother...... Take me away......"
Zhou Shisan's voice became softer and softer, and finally it was like a whisper.
Her spiritual consciousness was scattered.
"Ahhh
Roaring like a mad beast, shattered, Zhou Ba spat out a large mouthful of blood, and he only felt that his heart was almost vomiting out of his throat.
He and Zhou 13 are called brother and sister, but in fact, they have long crossed the world's boundary of 'brother and sister'.
He rejected many marriages under the family faction, and Zhou 13 also rejected many suitors, and they agreed to go to Jindan Avenue together, and then leave the Zhou family and go to a place where no one can find them.
Too beautiful a promise because too young.
He suddenly understood the whole story of the word 'Mo Evil'.
Because in addition to the title of 'Zhou Ba', he also has a name - 'Zhou Jiangling'.
The 'go-getter' general.
From the appearance of Mo Xie to the present, everything has actually had only one purpose - to outline a strong man who appeared out of nowhere, make him the public enemy of the world, and then come here, blow up a city, and take away a person.
The name of the city is the western capital, and the name of the people is 'Jiangxue'.
"...... the snow"
Zhou Ba called out the name, but there was no response.
"Good. I'll take you away. ”
He smiled suddenly, smoothing out all the distortions on his face, like a child living in a carefree age.
He closed Zhou Shisan, who had been split in half, and gently arranged her hair and wiped the dust and mud on her body.
He looked at her, with his gentle smile, and suddenly fell behind him.
"Poof!"
In the ruins, a steel bar facing the sky penetrated his back and chest, as well as the person in his arms.
This time, no one can separate them anymore.
Zhou Ba looked at the sky, he didn't feel pain, he only felt relaxed.
He felt a gravitational pull in the sky pulling his soul, he didn't resist, and even took the initiative to open his heart.
And then, there was no then.
The ruins are crumbling, like paper money burning in the Qingming season, burning in the fire and dancing in the wind, and finally scattered into black particles, which can no longer be captured by the naked eye.
……
"Nice offering. ”
The original clothes had long been broken, and Lin Ming changed himself into a white robe, like a ghost wandering in the world.
On the eighth day, the guy who thought he was a hunter ended up hunting only his own life.
The sword in his hand ended up on his own.
From front to back, through the chest.
He had a serene smile on his face, as if he was more than willing to do so, as if he was coming back.
He began to fall, eventually smashing a big hole in the ground.
Never look at Lin Ming, that will only make it easier for him to harvest your soul!
Lin Ming didn't look at the dead man even a little more, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, as if he had just used some kind of delicacies, so that the aftertaste was endless.
"The intro has been played, and the next tracks are ready to go online. ”
Under the cover of smoke and dust, the muscles on his face began to squirm, but within a few breaths, the appearance that belonged to 'Mo Ye' was gone, and it was replaced by 'Zhou Thirteen'.
"Ahhhh
He raised his head to the sky and roared, just like Zhou Ba's angry cry in the illusion.
The sound of the trumpet was like a torrent, and countless smoke and dust were swept away.
"Starling!"
Several people in the Zhou family who were not seriously injured chased after them, and they surrounded this man who looked like a mad tiger.
"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! Mo Xie has run away!
'Zhou Ba' scolded,
"Get out of here!"
"Yes!"
The Zhou family has a strict hierarchy, everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak, and now that 'Zhou Ba' is clearly angry, no one wants to anger him anymore.
First of all, Zhou Shisan's disappearance, and then the defeat of the 'Dutian Refining Demon Array', Zhou Ba had enough reasons to settle the account with them.
In short, no matter what activity was in everyone's hearts, now, at this moment, when Zhou Ba spit out the word 'roll', every single one of them ran away like an arrow from a string.
No one saw it, and 'Zhou Ba' looked at their backs, his eyes dark.