Kazetomi Amama is not in a hurry to attack, he is like a cat, and when he sees a prey that suits his heart, he does not kill it immediately, but plays with it, tortures it, and waits until he loses patience completely, and then ends his broken life.

"My prey, let me kill you, okay?"

Red eyes, burning madness, his appearance, is still good-looking, but his aura is completely different from before, and now he is a good-looking and terrifying demon.

Ling Ruo thought back to the things he had done before, and he didn't have any doubts that this pervert would torture and kill her.

Her body stiffened backwards.

She was ready to strike Fang Cai again, and if she could, she would rather die than accept that humiliation.

But such a small action can't escape the observation of Fengchen Yama.

He snapped and snapped his fingers.

The air around Ling Ruo immediately became distorted, the air was emptied, and it seemed as if it were a vacuum, and her limbs were grabbed by an invisible force that forcefully fixed her in mid-air.

"Do you still want to use that trick just now?"

The words of the wind minister are despairing.

"If you use that trick at first, I will indeed suffer some losses in that state, but if you give up, the same trick will not be able to be used on me a second time."

He approached Ling Ruo and put his hand on her delicate face, his fingers like a lover's gentle caress - if you ignore the blood that flowed from the place where he brushed.

Ling Ruo felt as if his face had been torn apart, and there was a tingling pain.

She stared coldly at Kazetomi Ama.

"Why are you doing that?"

Why torture me.

Fengchen Yama grinned, his red magic eyes narrowed slightly, he held Ling Ruo's face with both hands, less than five centimeters closer to her, like a soft murmur between lovers: "Because." I was in pain. ”

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

The pain all over the body, the pain that cannot be relieved, the pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, every cell hurts.

Because it hurts too much, it hurts others too.

Blood flowed down Ling Ruo's face, which looked like it had been skinned.

"That's why you want me to hurt as much as you do."

Fengchen Yama was slightly stunned, he probably didn't expect that Ling Ruo could still be so calm and calm in this state, which was different from everyone he had killed before, and even every beast was different. Both men and beasts, in their moments, will lose their minds and wail.

He laughed, it was pure, demonic laughter.

Extremely evil, but because it does not contain any impurities, it seems "true".

"You're right. You're different from them, maybe you can be 'played' by me for a little longer, and you may be able to feel my mood a little. ”

Ling Ruo said coldly, "Do you have a heart? ”

Fengchen Yama looked down at his chest and gave Ling Ruo an accurate answer: "Yes." ”

His fingers stretched out, and the fingers made of flesh and blood turned into metal fingers, sharp as a scalpel, and he used such fingers to make a gesture on Ling Ruo's face, as if he was trying to figure out where it was more appropriate to start.

This pervert!

Ling Ruo turned his head away.

Her blood was bright red, not fishy, but had a faint fragrance.

It's like a floral scent.

Fengchen Yama put his head close to Ling Ruo's neck and sniffed gently, strangely, feeling his own pain, which seemed to be relieved.

One of his scalpel-sharp fingers hesitated, then reverted to flesh and blood, stained with a trace of blood, and he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked it.

Sure enough, the pain lessened somewhat.

This seems like a big discovery!

He was thinking about it now, should he - just eat Ling Ruo!

As soon as this thought took shape, it swept through the whole body like a storm, and it seemed that the whole body was shouting, eat her, eat her, eat her!

"But if I really eat her, I'm afraid I'll be in pain again soon...... Why don't you eat it slowly? ”

The sensation of not being painful is fascinating.

Fengchen Yama is really a pervert, and he actually wants to keep Ling Ruo in captivity.

Ling Ruo's blood dripped down his face, down his protective suit, and fell to the ground, tick, tick, one, two, three......

Ling Ruo's heart, the cluster of small daisy seeds swaying.

When the blood drops to the ground, it dives into the soil and becomes a round seed, which takes root on the ground, burrows tiny buds, grows emerald green leaves, stretches out the stems, produces buds, and blooms red, purple, green, and white......

Daisies.

Such a fragile life, but in such a harsh environment, thriving, adding the brilliance of life to this gray world, people feel that their mood is also better, and life seems to be full of hope.

And not only that, the original violent energy also seemed to have stabilized, and the tyrannical radiation was also transformed into calm energy through it to exist in the root system, feeding back to this dying world.

Ling Ruo also benefited.

I don't know how, the cluster of small daisy branches in her heart swayed, spitting out bursts of pure star energy, which were directly absorbed by her body, and she easily grew from first-level star energy to second-level star energy.

The wound on her face that was cut by Fengchen Yama recovered quickly, not even leaving a scar, the evil radiation absorbed in her body was also smoothly transformed, the burns on her back were also treated, the newly grown skin was smooth and delicate, and the eyes that were pierced by the light also returned to normal, and even became better eyesight.

The meaning of the little daisy is hope.

These seemingly fragile plants, which were originally born everywhere on the ancient earth, are tenacious and never give up hope.

What an amazing plant!

Ling Ruo didn't look at it at all, but now he found that maybe the power it could exert was even greater than he imagined.

"What is this?"

Kazetomi Amama was even more surprised than her, his scarlet eyes were fixed on the little daisy, the fresh fragrance made him feel much better, and the pain was receding like a tide.

He squatted down curiously, looking at the fresh, brilliant colors, and was a little startled.

The innate instinct for destruction cries out, ruin them, ruin them, ruin them!

These flowers, which are extremely fragile, can easily be destroyed.

He was about to do the same, just reach out gently......

fingers, touching the delicate petals.

His fingers retracted as if they were burned, and then he hesitated to reach out again......

Touch it lightly.

His red hair gradually turned silver, and the depths of his scarlet eyes were filled with a silver tide......

The bloodthirsty red seemed to be very, very unwilling, and wanted to resist, but the little daisy shook the petals, exuding a burst of fragrance, and the red was like drunkenness, completely intoxicated.

Fengchen Amama has become that innocent and ignorant beautiful boy again, and there is no blood on his body at all, as if he has become another person.