43 murderous intentions

Hong Bo approached Guan Yu's side, and two fingers popped out quickly, priing his mouth open at once. A jet-black mist www.biquge.info from his mouth quickly drifted towards the sky, and the light of the flashlight illuminated Guan Yu's face clearly. Seeing this face clearly, I felt my heart skip a beat of more than half a minute.

The eyebrows on the forehead are red and white, all the skin and flesh are as clean as snow, and there is a whining and indistinct sound in the open mouth, and what is even more terrifying is that the long teeth in the mouth are empty, only a black **** that is only one or two centimeters long is still stirring, and Guan Yu's tongue has been corroded completely in the blink of an eye.

Guan Yu's body began to tremble, it was a pain of skin and flesh being peeled off all over his body, and the fear of death came from the depths of his soul. Even the tongue in the mouth cannot escape damage, let alone the eyes, nostrils and ears.

Both of his eyelids were peeled off alive, and his two large white eyes were exposed to the air, turning from side to side, and his eyes were full of great pain and fear. "Child, I'm sorry for you." He Bo stood beside him, reaching out to touch his head, but he dodged him at once.

"Don't worry, it's fine." He continued to reassure, and then his hand ran towards the handful of jet-black hair. There were only a few buzzing sounds, and a layer of black something rose from his hair and flew towards the coffin beside him. And Uncle He's hand finally fell on his hair, but suddenly, an extremely miserable cry came from Guan Yu's mouth.

His scalp and hair were grabbed by He Bo, and his entire head was exposed, and he could be seen to be a living person before, but at this moment it was simply a walking corpse, only a few more strands of blood on the skeleton. A network of blood-red tubes looked terrifying in the light of the flashlight, like the latitude and longitude lines on a globe, from his head to his face, and finally to his neck, disappearing into the collar.

"Xiaoyu, you can't be in such pain anymore." As he spoke, a sharp knife suddenly appeared in his hand. The cold light and cold knife edge suddenly wiped along Guan Yu's neck, and a bead of blood spread out like the juice of a cactus, and then Guan Yu's eyes were full of relief and relief, and he fell to the sky, convulsed twice and then froze still.

He's dead? A living person died right before my eyes. I was a little stunned for a moment, remembering what had happened to him in the town, and the handsome and young man, though a little arrogant, could not have died so easily.

A shout of "Chopin ......" pulled me back from my distraction. As soon as I turned around, I happened to meet He Bo's murderous eyes, coupled with the knife he was holding in his hand and Guan Yu who was stiff and motionless on the ground, this scene even made my heart beat a little. This old guy has murderous intentions towards me, and usually in this kind of ancient tomb, there is a disagreement over treasures, and then there is a fight, the head is broken and bleeding, and there are very few incidents of real dead people. But now it's different, Guan Yu's death is a little aggrieved, and it has something to do with me, but it's all the two of them to blame, if it weren't for this old guy's design to trap me, I wouldn't have dealt with him in the same way.

Guan Yu's mentality is still good, at least when I ran back, there was a slight apology on my face. But Uncle He, this old thing, is simply not human, and at this time he actually showed murderous intentions to me, without the slightest awareness of reflecting on his mistakes. I hated it now, but this old guy was much quicker than I was.

When I was trapped by the inky corpse before, his lean body could burst out with power that surprised me all at once. And now that he's murderous, with a knife in his hand, this place is small, and I feel like I might be more than lucky.

The old thing approached me step by step with a knife in his hand, and at this time he had a bit of a demon god descending into the world. I had to retreat step by step, He Bo didn't seem to be in a hurry, his pace was slow, there was a shocking momentum slowly brewing, once he waited until his momentum accumulated to the highest, and then I would retreat to the corner, and he would definitely usher in his fatal blow.

The whole space was filled with the sound of our footsteps, the rhythm was brisk and not messy at all. This place is underground, and if I die here, no one in the outside world will know about it, and when someone comes here again and finds my body, it will feel like there is such a thing in the past.

Maybe the future will still be promoted, and when he saw that his predecessors hated this corpse, he directly pulled out the corpse first, and then promoted and dragged it out and sold it after the whipping, no matter if he could make a fortune, he could also vent his hatred. This is a beautiful move to kill two birds with one stone, and the thought of this suddenly gives me a very strong desire to survive. You can't die, and even if you die, you can't die here. The lock door is still waiting for me to carry forward and grow, and Gillian Wang Yao is still waiting for me to turn over the brand and pet the letter, even if they don't know where they are now.

Suddenly, my heel hit something, and I felt like I was going to fall backwards, but suddenly there was a strong force behind me, straightening my body, as if I was leaning against a wall. And at this moment, the momentum of the old guy on the opposite side finally reached its peak, and he rushed towards me, because this was the best time, I had retreated to the corner, and the coffin should be behind me.

The speed of the old thing is fast, and his movements are smooth to the extreme, and at first glance it is the layer that often cuts people. Seeing that he was less than two steps away from me, suddenly his body stopped stiffly, and the knife that was raised in the air was actually put down alive, and his eyes were full of incredulity, but more of a look of fear that had never been seen on his face.

With a clang, the palm-long delicate knife fell to the ground crisply. And he actually turned his head and ran, as if he had seen the mistake of asking for his life. But isn't this thing that can only be seen in the yang world after death, and can only be encountered along the Huangquan Road to the underworld?

Just when I couldn't figure it out, a hand suddenly rested on my shoulder. A sudden glance at the corner of my eye, I suddenly felt the pores of my whole body open, and the hairs stood on end, and at the same time, a gust of cool air swept through my back, and the wind did not cool me down at all, but a burst of sweat came directly down my backbone.

It was a thick jet-black hand, and the arm was thicker than a normal person. And the black is so familiar, Guan Yu, who fell to the ground next to him, is still so vivid, and the previous black fog is also reappearing in front of him. This hand is actually the one that sticks out of the coffin, and it is actually on my shoulder at the moment.

I didn't dare to look back, for fear that there was a black and tall cold corpse behind me at this moment. But being put on such a shoulder by such a hand, it must be a normal person who feels a little uncomfortable. My throat rolled up and down, sorted out my thoughts, and then said very shamelessly: "Brother zombie, we have no grudges in the long days and no hatred in the near future, it is really immoral for you to pull me so closely." Besides, little brother, I am a good person and have a clear conscience, so it doesn't matter if I am pulled by you like this. Look at the old thing in front, the black heart wants to kill me, and finally killed his partner, at this moment, when he saw your true face of Lushan, he was immediately frightened and ran away, this is a ghost in his heart. If you want to do the right thing for heaven, you still have time to ...... now."

As I spoke, I suddenly felt a loosening of my shoulder. Looking back, there was only a large dark red coffin left behind it, and it was actually empty. And at the stone gate in front, there was a sudden shout: "What person?" ”