Chapter 392: A Hastily Concluded Interrogation
The remnant sun is slanting to the west, the corpses are mountains and a sea of blood, and the air is filled with the smell of choking so much that people can't help but want to spit out all the gastric juice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The sudden downpour from the sky did not wash away the sins of this land, but instead raised a hint of desolation.
The "knight" with his face tilted back let the rain lap on his face, because he no longer had the strength to raise his hand.
Even if a mere nameless person dies here, who will remember?
The knight's self-pity stopped, for some strange reason.
Why does this smell of rain a little weird? It's like......
"Wow, woke up. ā
It is a childish and crisp voice.
The knight slowly opened his eyes...... Oh, I don't seem to have any eyes, and now it's soul fire in my eye sockets, but I remember that I'm chasing with my helmet on, ah! This voice is that of the young female demon king, why is it so cold, damn it?
The soul fire in the knight's eye socket gradually ignited from the two points in the faint place, and the mind that had been frozen because of the extreme cold gradually became clear, and then he raised his head to look at the unfamiliar face in front of him.
Zhang Qishan's eyes glanced upward.
So the rider slowly and stiffly looked up, and then saw the scene that made him heartbreaking, and of course he had no heart, lungs, and other internal organs.
"Whoaa
Seeing this, the Demon King, who was holding an ordinary twig in his hand that was used to pick up the knight's helmet, smiled and said, "I finally woke up, I thought the soul fire was extinguished like this." ā
Zhang Qishan, who witnessed the tragedy, looked away and put down Po Qi, who was forced by the Demon King to perform the "Perpetual Chicken" operation, which caused his body to shrink and was a little mentally sluggish.
The rider in front of him actually had the appearance of a white bone skeleton after lifting the helmet, but it was obviously just a white bone appearance, but Zhang Qishan's heart had a strange feeling, this white bone seemed to be quite good-looking.
This thought scared him so much that he almost threw the Pochi in his hand directly.
Fortunately, at this time, the white bone rider seemed to wake up, because the two sparks in his eye sockets had been lit.
Then, as Zhang Qishan expected, he let out a miserable scream.
It's really a tragic sight that makes men and women cry, because it is because of the bone frame, all the body fluids flowing out of Pochi's body are poured into it, plus the rider is wearing airtight clothes, and even fixed by ice cubes, the consequences are obvious, the rider's body is almost filled with some kind of golden liquid, fortunately, there is no taste, as another incarnation that can be called the purest evil, Pochi's body fluids naturally have no unique taste, and can even help the rider to refine his body.
It's a pity that for the rider, he has been carefully cared for until Bing Qingyujie's body has been completely defiled, and it is to the extent that he can no longer marry.
A soldier can be killed, but there is no way for a rider to kill himself in such a situation.
Tears flowed silently from the depths of the rider's heart, and there was no greater death than sorrow.
Squinting, he cried. Sitina frowned slightly, puzzled.
The Demon King has already analyzed Poki in almost all ways except for dissection, and of course it is clear that Pochi is actually a dense body of energy, that is to say, it actually has no real body organs, but is just under the control of autonomous consciousness, simulating the behavior of living beings, and the root of Pochi's simulation is from the inner expectations of the Demon King.
Based on this situation, the bodily fluids that Pochi excreted were actually another form of pure energy, and it was for this reason that the ice could be melted so easily.
Although the Demon King would never be willing to use this method to refine his body, this guy who pursued him with a strong killing intent didn't even think about what he would suffer if he fell into the hands of the enemy?
And obviously the torture instrument in his pocket hasn't been taken out yet, it seems that the word soft bones still makes some sense.
Zhang Qishan looked at the skeleton that couldn't see the expression at all and didn't know if there were any tears, but if he was a person, if he encountered this kind of encounter, he would probably only be sad in vain, he sighed silently: "You can ask what you want, after asking, I will take him back to the village and lock him up and help him clean it by the way." ā
Obviously, he himself was stunned to chase and kill others but was counter-killed, why did the demon king who felt that he was a bad guy and was unhappy snorted: "Hmph, name, age, gender, all reported." ā
The rider was silent.
"You see that he doesn't cooperate at all, it's not like I'm bullying him, it seems that I still need to use some special torture tools. ā
I said. A hoarse voice came from the skeleton's mouth, "But even if I say it, will you believe it?"
What the rider said is not true, in this case, if he is not frozen, I am afraid that he will jump out and fight hard, of course, even if he wants to fight hard in the face of the demon king, he will be a little weak because of the restraint in the attributes.
Sitina's eyes narrowed suddenly.
In other words, the guy in front of him dared to chase alone when he knew that he was the demon king, which meant that he had something to rely on.
The Demon King rolled his eyes and pointed at Pochi: "Do you recognize this?"
The rider's soul fire swayed slightly, and when he was about to say how he knew this damn dog who wanted to swallow it alive right away, he was suddenly surprised: "This is ...... What the hell are you?"
The rider's answer was vague, but the Demon King had already gotten the information he wanted.
"I knew you had something to do with Su Xiaofat. The Demon King bowed his head slightly, paused slightly, but this sentence was specially said to Zhang Qishan.
Sure enough, Zhang Qishan's face became solemn, although he was not without speculation in his heart, but he was still a little unsure, and now it was confirmed from the mouth of the demon king, and after bringing the rider back to Zhangjia Village, he would naturally be strictly guarded.
The Demon King glanced at Zhang Qishan, waved his hand to the rider and said, "Forget it, I'm not interested in playing with you anymore when I look at your dead face, I still have to go home for dinner." ā
After that, the people of the Zhang family quickly appeared and brought the ice sculpture reinforced by the demon king back to the village.
As for Zhang Qishan, he drove the demon king to the city.
The Demon King, who was completely out of interest, lay on the car door and looked at the scenery along the road.
Suddenly, a flash of white light flashed in front of Sitina's eyes, and Zhang Qishan's white crane had already glided beautifully and landed firmly on the front of the car, like a huge car logo.
"Hey, Squint. ā
"What's wrong?"
"How about you big bird borrow me for two days?" the Demon King's interest came back to life.