In fact, I think this paragraph should be changed, changed to life and death, all the situations are not under my control, isn't it life and death?

I was stared at by a pair of cold and merciless eyes, with tyranny and murderous intent in my eyes that I didn't understand.

Damn, didn't this Wheel of Fortune come out to help me? Why do you have such a killing intent for me?

"Hello."

Bleeding, he fell from the sky and stood in front of me, staring into my eyes.

The cold gaze almost froze me, and fear welled up in my heart.

"That, hello, what do you want to do?"

"Ah......h

I don't know what's wrong, but as soon as I stammered back, the bleeding figure suddenly roared.

The terrible screams made me feel creepy all over my body.

"Brush"

"Poof"

I tried my best to back away, but he still got a blow to the shoulder.

A large wound burst out of his shoulder, and hot blood flowed wildly down his arm.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you......" he yelled at me, his bleeding body turning weird.

Leaning forward slightly, two heads-like things grew on their backs, and those two things should be very heavy, so that the figure bent forward, like a hunchbacked man, and he walked towards me like this.

His feet stepped on the ground, one scarlet blood-colored footprint at a time, and countless scarlet blood vessels emerged from his eyes, covering his eyes.

Damn, it's really life and death now, and the thing that the wheel of fate made out turned out to be something that killed me.

I hugged my shoulders and kept backing up, and suddenly hit a wall behind me, and there was no way out?

"Kill you, kill you......"

"Lao Tzu offended you? Keep calling, calling your uncle? "I'm so angry that there's no way out, so I don't care.

"Smack"

The blood-soaked soles of their feet stomped on the ground with a piercing crunch.

He stood in front of me and raised his bloodied palm.

If this slap was pulled off, I guess my head would be broken, and I was even ready to close my eyes.

"Poof"

A pitch-black arm tore through the arm of the bleeding man, almost pulling him off.

Nine pitch-black figures surrounded him, attacking the blood-dripping man in a frenzied manner.

I didn't understand what was going on at first, but after a little thought, I understood.

The pitch-black figure was ready to start enjoying me, but now suddenly a bloody figure appeared.

It's equivalent to a duck that he has worked so hard to cook, but he was snatched away by a thing that didn't know what came out, and he snatched it away, and deliberately showed it in front of them.

Don't say that the black figure can't bear it, no one can bear it.

The pitch-black figure rushed over and beat the blood-dripping man around.

The way these things fight is different from us humans, and they break the opponent's body with a wave of their hand.

Nine pitch-black figures surrounded the blood-dripping man, and I don't think the blood-dripping man will live long, most of his body is torn, and a huge wound is torn on his stomach, and his intestines are flowing out of the wound.

I pressed against the wall, ready to find an opportunity to escape from the room.

If the black figure dares to hunt me down, go to the cemetery, I don't think the bearded man can bear to watch me being torn apart.

Of course, it was also possible that he would not be able to come out and could only watch me get killed.

"Ah...... It hurts......"

The blood-dripping man screamed, his body had been torn apart I don't know how many times, the blood flowed all over the room, and the walls were splattered with blood.

But it didn't have much effect, this thing didn't talk about it all the time, and it deliberately kept screaming, as if it was deliberately provoking people.

I looked at it for a while, and felt that something was not right, and the way out was blocked by this group of figures, so I had to stick to the wall and walk towards the toilet.

"Kill you......"

"Sting"

The arms of the bleeding man, which had been torn off, suddenly flipped over, directly tearing apart the two black figures holding the arms.

The shredded pitch-black figure quickly assembled, like shredded paper, and instantly returned to its original state.

"Kill you, kill you."

The blood-dripping man's torn body burst out of scarlet veins at the same time, and the blood vessels looked small, but they easily smashed the pitch-black figures around him into pieces.

Seeing this, I already understand.

When the man dripping blood started, he actually deliberately let the black figure tear himself apart, and he needed the stimulation of pain.

The more intense the pain, the stronger it will become.

The scarlet veins melted into the black figure, spreading quickly against the figure, blending into the black figure.

The black figures combined into distorted shadows, but they all had a drop of scarlet on their bodies.

The scarlet drop grew larger on the black figure, and the blood flowed all over the ground, and all the black shadows turned into blood.

Nima's, that's the end of it?

I can't believe it, just now I was fighting earth-shattering ghosts and gods, severed limbs, blood and internal organs flying all over the sky, in the blink of an eye, nine pitch-black figures were wiped out?

The black figure was losing so fast that I hadn't even opened the bathroom door.

The blood-dripping man stood in place, countless blood vessels emerging from his body, and the blood on the ground quickly subsided.

I took this opportunity to immediately bang open the bathroom door and run inside.

"Squeak"

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I heard the sound of fingernails scratching the glass in the mirror.

Nails slid against the glass, and the piercing screech echoed in my ears.

The sound almost pierced my eardrums and hit my brain, giving me the feeling that my head was about to explode.

"Bang"

The bathroom door shattered, countless glasses flew in all directions, and the front wall was pierced everywhere.

I wasn't spared, I was stabbed in at least two dozen places, and each one was torn apart, bursting with scarlet and piercing blood.

The blood-dripping man was dripping blood, and he rushed in.

The wounds he had previously been torn were still there, and the flesh was turned out, and it looked scary.

And those wounds on his stomach, you can see the pitch-black internal organs, half of the intestines flowing out of his stomach, hanging in front of him, gently shaking with his steps.

"Knock"

There was a muffled sound in the mirror, a low tearing sound coming from the mirror.

"He's mine."

The blood-dripping man tilted his head, and pale stubble burst out of his neck.

The neck of this thing was torn off by several black figures when he fought with the pitch-black figure before, so as soon as he turned his head, the bones on his neck were exposed.

Most of the broken bone spurs and broken blood vessels appeared in front of my eyes so protrudingly, and I could see that nearly half of the throat was torn through the wound.

The blood-dripping man tilted his head and looked at the mirror for a long time, and found that the things in the mirror couldn't get out, so he continued to walk towards me.

I'm covered in wounds all over my body, and I can only keep backing until I sit in the bathtub with my butt in the tub, and there is no way to retreat.

"Squeak, squeak"

"I said, he's mine."

The blood-dripping man stood in front of the mirror, his scarlet eyes slanting a few glances at the goods inside, his expression clearly showing contempt for the other party.

It probably means that you even come out of the mirror, and you are still.

"Roaring ......"

On the walls, on the sink, I shook the blood and grimaced as I roared.

"Brush"

Countless weird black things protruded from the grimace, which looked like the epitome of some internal organs, but even the blood-dripping man couldn't help but take a few steps back.

I've found that these things don't talk nonsense, unlike us, who scold before fighting.

They all came up and started fighting directly, with a posture of not killing you, but you will kill you, and I thought these things were alive.

The blood-dripping man obviously didn't want to give up on me, and the wounds on his body stretched out at the same time and intertwined with the other party.