Kongkong once heard such a sentence: to choke the throat of fate, he still sneered at this sentence at the beginning, choked his throat...... Why does it have to be a throat? Is fate a man? Why is there a throat? This metaphor is so weird and too incomprehensible!

But now, he really understands how helpless and frightened it feels to be choked by someone's throat, and if he had a choice, he would choose to be the one who chokes someone else's throat, rather than be as passive as he is now......

The empty face was like dead ashes, his hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, his breathing became short and urgent, his face was covered with cold sweat, and the clothes behind him were completely soaked with sweat in an instant.

Although he obviously couldn't touch the rope, and he didn't feel any discomfort before, but now when he saw his throat in the mirror, the most vulnerable place on a person's body, and wrapped such a rope around others, how could he still be calm?

The most terrifying thing in the world is the unknown, he would rather hold himself with a real rope that can be seen and felt, and he can calmly and bravely fight the guy who controls the rope, even if he will be injured, may bleed, and even die in the fight. That's better than knowing that danger is imminent, but you can't do anything about it.

His empty hands were torn at his neck in vain, and his eyes never left the mirror in front of him for a moment, but every time he saw his fingers in the mirror penetrating the rope, he didn't feel anything on his hands or neck, "Damn!" he couldn't help but let out a low curse.

"Don't mess around, do you think it's useful? You can't even touch the rope, how can you pull it off?" There was a hint of pity in the eyes of Blood Shura looking at the empty sky, the hideousness on her face had receded a lot, and she had completely calmed down now.

"Then what should I do? What the hell is this rope about?When did it start wrapping around my neck?Who did it?What is his intention?" The empty series of questions made Blood Shura's ears buzz, she looked up and looked around, strange, Chang Zhaowen was still bowing his head and fighting with the food in the oil dish, while the black-robed man was busy with something in front of the cooking table not far away, and Chang Zhaowu was crossing Erlang's legs at the moment, sucking the vinegar skin wrapped in several ingredients in his hand with an intoxicated face.

None of them seemed to notice anything strange about the two of them.

"Don't yell at me, I don't know much more than you......" Blood Shura pouted at the air, "You shouldn't feel any discomfort now, no pain or itching, no movement is sluggish because of the presence of the rope, and even your appetite hasn't decreased a bit." ”

"My neck is entangled in that weird goddamn rope! It's not anything else, it's the neck!" he was in a hurry, his voice raised an octave, he felt like he was about to collapse, and now he didn't have the heart to taste even the most delicious food in front of him, there should be nothing more humiliating and painful in this world.

Even if it's a marionette, the people are just controlled by the rope in their joints, and he ...... But he was strangled by the neck!

Kongkong's face turned red, and his hands couldn't stop pulling on his neck, and soon, there were many crimson scratches floating on his neck, and red blood beads kept gushing out of the wound, and the remaining trace of reason told him that he couldn't continue like this, and panic couldn't solve any problems, but the picture in the mirror was too terrifying, and Kongkong was full of panic, and he couldn't stop at all.

"You're messing around, it's useless. Blood Shura looked at the emptiness, sighed deeply, hesitated for a moment, and she gently stroked her slender fingers over her slender neck as elegant as a swan, and a transparent vinegar skin floated silently in front of her.

"You too...... Ahem, cough, cough ......" Sora opened his mouth wide, choked on his own saliva, and coughed indiscriminately, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"That's right, I've been tricked too. ”

Blood Shura's tone was calm, but her expression on her face still betrayed her mood at the moment, as an excellent hunter who hunts birds all year round, but she didn't want to be pecked and blinded by a finch today, compared to the threat of a rope wrapped around her neck, what Blood Shura couldn't bear the most was this sense of humiliation.

She couldn't pass her own level at all, with her demonic power and perception ability, who could make her fall asleep silently without knowing it? If it weren't for the vinegar skin to let her see the transparent ropes everywhere in the air, until now, she would still be hidden from her bones.

"Then what should we do now?" After discovering that Blood Shura had also fallen into the same situation as herself, the emptiness was much calmer, and when the sky fell, there would be a tall person on top, and Blood Shura was now that tall person, how could she sit still with her ability and temperament?

Sure enough, Blood Shura's eyes were unusually serious, and his eyes looked directly at the messy rope behind the vinegar skin, and he was trying his best to think about a question.

"Did you find anything?" "The empty air finally couldn't hold back, and the blood Shura who was about to hit someone if he didn't agree with him, why was this moment not hot and able to calm down?

Blood Shura nodded slightly, and answered the empty question, "I think I know where this rope came from. ”

What the?!

That's jumping too fast, isn't it?

Kongkong jumped up directly and grabbed the hand of the Blood Shura: "Where did it come from?"

Blood Shura just raised his chin forward, scattered all over the room, and the vinegar skins suspended in the air seemed to have life, gathered together, brought closer, melted, and reborn, and finally formed a whole vinegar skin that was wider than the diameter of the hot pot, and this large vinegar skin swirled in circles in the air......

Isn't it? This has already burned his eyebrows, why does Blood Shura still want to eat it?

The empty air almost wants to vomit blood, the direction of the vinegar skin flying, impartial, is facing the hot pot that carries too much hope and inheritance, the blue tongue of fire is beating under the hot pot, the pot is making a "gurgling" sound, the thick white steam can't stop pouring out of the pot, and the fragrance of different ingredients can't stop blending into the surrounding environment from the hot pot, and the aroma is still echoing in the air.

Sora rolled his lips, and finally didn't ask, judging from the flight path of the large piece of transparent vinegar skin, its target was the still boiling pot.

"Whew!" The question just now was almost fleeting, and Kongkong immediately discovered another incredible sight, the piece of vinegar skin that was super large because of the "intentional transformation" of the Blood Shura, slightly bulging in the middle, like a semi-circular transparent glass ball cover, covering the entire pot directly.

Forehead!!

Blood Shura let out an exclamation almost at the same time as the empty air, looking inside through the vinegar skin, it turned out that in addition to the red soup that was still boiling, countless transparent ropes that kept twisting were still pouring out, where was this hot pot!