Chapter 14: Are Masks Beautiful?
An exclamation of "Ahh
His pupils dilated, and he struggled in fright, but in vain, he watched his blood slide down and drip on the mask of the Asura demon, and there seemed to be a ghost fire flickering on the mask, I don't know if it was because of the fear before death.
"Does my mask look good?"
As if he heard the whisper of the Hell Hades in his ears, his face was already pale, and his hands and feet were numb.
"Why don't you answer me because you don't like my mask?" the reaper wielded his chain scythe and drew closer to him.
"Click" the demon's wrist was gently forced, as if it had crushed something.
His eyes widened to say something, but he couldn't.
The other two also sped up when they heard their companions screaming, this pit father's task, not to mention that there is no oil and water and no promotion opportunities, but also to take his life, really him
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G's sad urging.
The two ran into the woods on the hillside, wanting to take the opportunity to disturb the line of sight and escape, Wu Xiu was not in a hurry when he saw it, how could it be so easy, the woods were indeed more hidden and safe, but they also slowed down the escape.
Above the treetops, a figure flashed like a dragonfly, this kind of terrain is even more comfortable for Wu Xiu, the body is strong and agile, how can he be trapped by the forest and unable to perform.
Finding the target, between a few dodges, he jumped on the trunk of the tree on the side of the man's body, flew down, the opposite side was obviously caught off guard, and a punch was smashed, and the holding Jingo directly crashed into another big tree, if it was hit with the power of a thousand jun, the internal organs were completely shattered, but the realm of the peak of the foundation realm was strongly supporting him to live, but he still couldn't live for half an hour.
Wu Xiu walked up to the seriously injured and endangered Zhi Jinwu, who was gushing with blood in the air, and his eyes were filled with horror and remorse.
"I heard that people are dying and their words are good, and I want to ask, is my mask good-looking? The same question was asked, and the boy reached out and rubbed the mask on his face, and there was a cold metallic feeling.
It's just that the seriously injured Zhijingo under the tree can't answer this question, he is experiencing the last pain of his life, and then reincarnation.
"Don't you think it's good-looking, the level of appreciation of the human emperor obviously needs to be improved. The boy turned and chased after the last man.
On the trail under the mountain, the last Zhijin Wu looked at the small village that appeared in front of him, and looked back, the demonic young man of Shura did not chase after him, he took a deep breath, and was frightened all the way, and ran wildly, he was really tired.
Walking into the village, there were not many people, and suddenly a thin figure appeared in front of him, wrapped in black, he directly pulled out the long knife at his waist, and the sound of pulling out the knife alarmed, and the black thin figure turned around, but it made Zhi Jinwu breathe a sigh of relief, it was a face full of pockmarks, obviously not that he was afraid of that person.
He drank a sip of cold water in the village, although the man should have given up chasing and killing himself, but after all, he didn't dare to delay and went on the road again, this time he can be regarded as a great merit, the Wuwang Mansion harbors evil intentions and hides cultivation, so hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, there must be a bigger conspiracy, as long as he pokes at it, he will only wait for the official to enter the knighthood, and by the way, he will marry a few more concubines.
It's just that I haven't had time to think about it yet, just out of the village, dressed in black with his back to him, thin and straight, with a slender posture.
"Scare Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu is not scared" Zhi Jinwu scolded and scolded, stepped forward, walked behind the man, kicked the man's buttocks, dared to scare himself twice, don't teach you how to be a man.
This kick of Lord Jinwu is really extraordinary, and the person who was kicked was also surprised, how could he see that he didn't run and even got started, just get started, and the tricks of ordinary people fighting yin people have been used.
is worthy of being the ruling Jinwu, knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, and biasing the tiger's buttocks, Wu Xiu secretly praised and turned around to dodge.
Hey, he even dared to hide, and Lord Zhijingo was also angry, but the ugly face full of pockmarks in his mind did not appear, and it was that that came into view, Shura Evil Ghost, fangs stained with blood.
Lord Zhijingo wanted to run, but he felt that his limbs were as heavy as lead, and his face was pale. Is it that I was too frightened, so it led to a trance.
Rubbing his eyes desperately, at this moment he suddenly felt that the pockmarked face he met at the entrance of the village was so charming and cute, and he missed it very much at this moment.
It's just that when I opened my eyes again, the cute and charming pockmarked face did not appear, but the Shura demon became clearer and clearer, and every blood-colored line on it seemed that I could see clearly, and the end led to the Yellow Spring Netherworld.
"Is my mask pretty?" said the Shura demon in the human world.
Ji Jingo showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, "good-looking"
"You really should learn like Wu Xiu, he is your learning model, how difficult it is to live. "The voice is not slow.
Zhi Jinwu was puzzled, isn't this person on the other side Wu Xiu, learn his tricks of pinching the dog's legs? But he didn't dare to show disdain, and said yes again and again.
"Forgot to introduce myself, my name is Shura from hell. I have a question for you. The young man in black paused.
"Does my mask look good?"