Chapter 326: Now You, Good at Hideing

A sword slashed down at the man's neck, severing the connection between the neck and the body without accident, and the body that had become a lump fell downward, and at the same time, the thing on the back finally bulged out, which was a pair of bat wings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Before it could be unfolded, I threw the gratuitous sword out with my hand, and the gratuitous sword split in two in mid-air, deflected and unbiasedly plunged into the man's red eyes, blood gushing like a fountain.

The wings that were just about to spread withered and withered, and you also wanted to fly in front of me, it was just wishful thinking!

I reached forward and grabbed the man by the hair and pulled the last remaining head towards me, and the gratuitous sword in his eyes dissipated and solidified again in my hand.

As he dragged his head backwards, he raised his sword and stabbed him in the head.

I want to kill him! Although after accumulating good karma, I have fought desperately with many people, demons and demons, but I am just to accumulate good karma, as long as they are willing to stay, I will also put them into the gratuitous sword, but he made me crazy and wanted to kill him, and he was also the only one who made me kill, but now there is another six princesses!

Before the sword arrived, the murderous aura had already torn through his face, and as the sword got closer and closer, the flesh he exposed fell downward, but in the end, the gratuitous sword still staggered its direction, sticking to his side face and inserting it into his ear, directly tearing the ear off his head, and bright red blood spurted out.

The only sanity left told me I couldn't kill him! I still have to accumulate good karma, although this man is involved with the bat demon for some reason, but he is the one whose name is written in the book of life and death after all, so I can't kill him!

For a while, unwillingness, anger, and self-blame came to my heart, I am not a good person, I am selfish after all.

Weakly let go of his hand, and both the man's head and the gratuitous sword with his ears slammed into the ground, smashing into the blood.

It's been like this for a long time, I don't have the courage, I don't have the courage to look at the ghost doctor behind the sword wall, I'm sorry for him!

"Why don't you kill him!" The ghost doctor's voice came calmly and coldly, and I was frightened when I heard it, and I looked up at the sword wall, feeling a burst of pain in my heart, and in the end, this kindness still couldn't be kept!

He lowered his head in shame, clenched his fists tightly, and felt so guilty that he couldn't speak, but finally admitted his selfishness, "I'm sorry, I can't kill." ā€

After another moment of silence, the ghost doctor spoke, "Let me go, I'll do it myself." ā€œ

I raised my head, stared at the sword wall for a long time, took two deep breaths, Fang calmed down a little, waved my hand to collect the sword wall, and met the eyes of the ghost doctor, I couldn't help but take a step back, there was no smile in that eye, obviously the eyes were all indifferent.

Under the gaze of the ghost doctor, I couldn't, couldn't stop him, and as I stepped forward, I bent down and picked up a piece of clothing on the ground, and carefully covered his body, covering the wounds on that body.

Then I severed the chains on his hands and feet, and the chains fell off, revealing deep wounds that were visible to the bones, and I turned my eyes away and stepped aside.

The ghost doctor had already made his hands to support and wanted to get up, but he didn't have the strength in his body, so he bent his hands and fell back on his stomach.

But he didn't give up, clasped the crack of the bed with his bloodied hand, and then arched forward with all his might.

The foot kicked hard behind him, pulling the worn place and bleeding again, but the ghost doctor didn't stop, didn't even frown, and finally pulled half of his arm under the bed, and then gritted his teeth hard, and the whole person rolled down.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stretched out my hand to help, only to hear the ghost doctor shouting, "Don't touch me!" Dirty! ā€

My hand froze, and I couldn't stop trembling, and the ghost doctor shrunk his body and stepped back, dodging my hand, and a bruise appeared on his head, but his bloodshot eyes were still staring at the head on the ground in front of him, his pupils couldn't stop shaking, and his hand was dragging the clothes on his body, and the green tendons seemed to break out.

My heart twitched like pain, swallowed this sourness, this astringency, this bitterness, this pressure stuffiness, and let go of my hand little by little.

I know he's not dirty for me, he's dirty for himself! This is also the reason why he is too happy to be clean after that, and it is also the reason why he refuses to have physical contact with others, because he always feels dirty!

My eyes followed the figure of the ghost doctor crawling forward on the ground, he crawled over the blood stains and broken body on the ground, his clothes had turned into blood robes, and his long green hair was dyed red, but he still crawled forward, and finally crawled to the side of the head.

I watched him sit up little by little, the blood on his body and the blood on his wrist fell down, but his hand was firmly gripping towards the gratuitous sword stuck in the ground.

Forcefully, I didn't pull it up, I was exerting it, it still didn't work, after exerting more force, the ghost doctor's face became a little distorted, his mouth gradually opened, and he roared out at the throat, and finally pulled out the gratuitous sword.

His body was weak, and he barely supported his body with his other hand, panting heavily, and his chest rose and fell violently.

After a long pause, the ghost doctor pulled the head on the ground in front of him, carefully skinned the man's face with a gratuitous sword, and then cut the flesh and deboned it with a thousand knives, and his expression even made me feel so pious.

This was my second encounter with the ghost doctor, an encounter that no one wanted to talk about, an encounter that only the two of us knew.

Later, I tried every means to persuade him, and I tried hard to persuade him, and I almost persuaded him, built him that small courtyard, and invited the king of Hades to lay out the formation, and since then he has made a home in it, and he has not gone out for hundreds of years.

"Why don't you leave?" The ghost doctor's voice rang out, tearing me out of my memory.

I looked at him parked at the door, surrounded by fragrant flowers and green leaves, he looked so beautiful, and he was still the same as he was back then, except for the smile that disappeared, and the gentle eyes.

I don't think this wound in his heart is healed, but there is a person in his heart who is more important than this wound.

In this world, there are no incurable wounds, untiring knots, only people who have not yet met.

came back to his senses and quipped with a smile, "What, do you want me to accompany you?" ā€

After the ghost doctor's eyes flickered for a moment, he raised his chin and snorted, shook his head and turned back, "I'm afraid that you will steal my medicinal herbs, so why don't you hurry up." ā€

"Okay, I'll get over there." I smiled and said, I thought that the kind ghost doctor would disappear in his heart, but when it was pouring rain one day, I rushed to see him himself in the rain, pulling the cloth to support the shed to protect the flowers and plants in his yard from the rain, and his clothes were already soaked.

I knew that with his mana, he couldn't stop the rain, and those were just ordinary flowers and plants, and I knew that he was still the ghost doctor, but he was hiding in the most unseemly, invisible, painful and soft place. )