The pitch-black abyss, the darkness, it is no longer pitch black, but the purest darkness, sucked in, swallowed out is the end of despair, the "living rotting corpses" on the cross seem to sink into the bottomless darkness, fear and despair eternally follow.

No breath, no light, no wind。。。。。 Some are just pieces of broken souls in despair, and there are consciousness that is about to dissipate and collapse.

"You'd like this to be realistic。。。。。。"

In the sky, the blood-colored moon disk was bright, bright red and dazzling, it seemed to be an open eyeball, exuding a blood-red light, covering the entire sky, forming a scarlet picture.

At the bottom of the scroll is the body of the Uchiha Itachi hanging upside down, like an upside-down bat, and the whole world is filled with a kind of 。。。。。。

A ———— extremely distorted, indescribable in words, as if all the despair in the world is twisted together, forming a realm that shines into the deepest part of the human heart.

"Kill ———————————— I ——————"

Hoarse like the sound of the throat breathing through the air, dry like a dead branch that has lost moisture, Wang Siyun's eyes have no color, and the pupils seem to be broken from the inside out, revealing the deepest and most humble begging.

Death is a relief.

。。。。。。。

However, for Qu Li, death may not be a relief, especially when he smells the smell of death that is getting stronger and closer, and it doesn't seem too strange for a eunuch with a broken root.

The arrogant and cruel character is just a distortion of his human nature, and extreme selfishness is the essence of detachment.

This kind of person will not really die for the master.

To a certain extent, Qin Hao and Qu Li have something in common, humiliation and forbearance cannot reach the weight of life, and death is always just their last resort.

"Zhao Mansion, King Liang?" Qin Hao's face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of fierce light: "Don't talk this kind of nonsense to me, you still have one last chance to speak。。。。。 ”

In the darkness, a few white rays of light tore through the dark cage, and hideous bone spurs built a miserable white world around Qu Li.

The bone spurs are like snakes, and they are still extending strangely, like bone snakes surrounding Qu Li, and the cold and sharp touch is close to his barren chest and pitted back, winding back and forth little by little.

Qu Li's face was like opening a dye shop, rapidly changing and distorting, and his dark eyes and bloody and strange eyes were facing each other.

Qu Li looked at the black and white mottled pupils, as if flowing with a bizarre abyss of evil, and in the end, it was all under the cold and bloody tone.

Qu Li's mind suddenly recalled that in a cold and damp crypt garden, a monster raised by a gloomy ghost Taoist:

A real bloodthirsty ghost crawling out of the underworld!!

The ferocious and ferocious ghost thing, wearing more than ten meters, majestic as a mountain, was heavily chained in a blood orchid species, and there were broken living people everywhere like broken dolls, all of which were his appetite, that was the first time he saw a ghost Taoist in the Liangwang Mansion, and the only time he saw a ghost Taoist in the Liangwang Mansion.

It was a terrifying humanoid with a half-human face, just looking at each other, and at that time I felt that the two were trembling, and my heart was weak.

Qin Hao's physique naturally couldn't be compared to the huge ghost thing, but the problem was 。。。。。 At this moment, staring at the pair of eyes of the other party again, the figure of Qin Hao and the ghost thing in Qu Li's eyes overlapped infinitely.

"Death is a benevolent charity, and believe me, if you make the wrong choice here, death is only the beginning of the abyss." The writing wheel rotated faintly, and the whispers of the devil echoed in Qu Li's ears.

suddenly

A terrible howl broke into his ears, sharp, terrifying, desperate。。。。。。。 It's hard to imagine how terrible pain a person has gone through to let out such a creepy wail.

"Kill ———————— I'm ————————————" The end note stopped abruptly, and in the afterglow of Qu Li, I saw Wang Siyun falling straight back, his body falling heavily on the ground, and he didn't react at all.

The other party's eyes were round, and in Sen Bai's white eyes, it seemed that even the pupils had been swallowed up, and a miserable and frightened white was trembling, sluggish and empty。。。。。。 It was as if the body was just an empty shell, and the soul and consciousness of the other person were imprisoned in another space.

Wang Siyun's miserable howl was like the last straw that broke Qu Li's psychological defense, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he was about to shout out when he opened his mouth, as for what to shout, even he didn't know.

He felt that he had opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound, not only that, he felt that the strength in his body was like a tide in an instant, his tongue, throat, chest, and even the muscles of his whole body were stiffened in an instant, and the whole person was like falling into a terrible nightmare, conscious, but unable to leave no matter what.

He could only watch Qin Hao, stretched out his arm, and gently clasped his five fingers on his throat。。。。。。

Really, it was just gently, and he didn't feel the slightest strength, but at this moment, Qu Li felt that the air in his lungs was being rapidly withdrawn, the nostrils, his mouth and even the pores of his whole body were being forcibly closed, the cells were trembling, the blood was stagnating, and the only remaining trace of spiritual energy was also dissipating, as if every cell of his own was forcibly stuffed into a thick and airtight vacuum bag, and the internal air could not come out, the external air could not enter, and even cold sweat could not come out.

The rate of the heartbeat increased dramatically, and a dull feeling of vertigo spread to the brain, a terrifying feeling of suffocation, as if coming out of the soul, slowly but surely swept through the body.

Qu Li desperately wanted to speak, wanted to breathe, wanted to beg for mercy, his will had completely collapsed, he mustered up all the strength of his body, but only the eyeballs bulged, almost falling out of the eye sockets, dense blood streaks wrapped around the eyeballs, the tear ducts were stimulated, and the forced overflow of tears could not be stopped, but he could not wash away the increasingly bright red vision.

The only reason in my mind collapsed, and only the purest thoughts of survival remained, and the fear of struggling。。。。。。

Begging for mercy, begging for mercy。。。。。。 I'm begging for mercy, don't kill me。。。。。。。

Feeling the cold and eerie energy in his throat, there was a faint sound in his throat, the kind of sound that could be cut out of his throat muscles and squeezed out of his throat。。。。。。。