Chapter Ninety-Nine: Wronged Crimes

At this moment, the Moon Blade froze completely, looking blankly and helplessly at the ghost hand with a distorted face, and his gray eyes quickly lost color, like a walking corpse.

"For the sake of our two-year mentorship, let's tell you some interesting things." The ghost hand once again possessed Moonblade's ear, and the smile on his face was as hideous as that of a demon, and he said faintly, "That night two years ago, did you know what your father's last words were? He said, 'Please spare my daughter, that child is my whole world.' ”

"By the way, and your three-year-old sister, when I cut her throat, she didn't seem to know what was going on, the newborn's blood without impurities was more beautiful than the noblest wine I have ever seen, and I admired it for a long time, really long, until the blood stopped gushing."

"And your mother, tsk, I really envy you famous people who don't worry about eating and drinking, the skin is more delicate than silk satin, even the sweat has the fragrance, when I tore her clothes and violated her under her begs for mercy and screams, the taste was really more addictive to me than drugs, and finally, I strangled her alive, the expression of pain because of suffocation and lack of oxygen, the delicate body that trembled because of the obstruction of blood flow, ah... It's so beautiful that it's almost now that I think about it! ”

"That's right, the person you've been looking for... That's me! It's the same me who dragged you out of hell and you for two years. Ghost Hand laughed heartily again, laughing so intensely that the whole person coughed and panted, and threw himself forward, slapping the little head of the Moon Blade while laughing wildly, "How is it?" Isn't it particularly interesting? It's great that you've finally found the truth you've been looking for, congratulations! ”

Because the scene was noisy, and the ghost hand was not talking loudly, no one could hear what the two were talking about, but they could only see the ghost hand inexplicably start laughing wildly, and everyone didn't know why, of course, they didn't care.

"Ahh Yes!!! Yes!!!! Yes!!!!! Without any warning, the moon blade screamed heartbreakingly, the lungs twitched, the heart spasmed, white foam kept overflowing from the corners of the mouth, the blood vessels in the eyeballs also burst due to high pressure, gushing blood, leaving blood marks on the face, the whole person was like a rabies mad dog, barking hysterically, and kept trying to bite the ghost hand with his teeth, but before he could really bite, the upper and lower teeth of the violent impact shattered.

This scene frightened many people, these civilians who lived peacefully in the city had never seen such a hideous and distorted expression, and many superstitious people even thought that this witch was now possessed by a demon, and retreated in horror to prevent being infected by the virus that spewed out of her mouth, while shouting for her speedy execution.

"Goodbye, apprentice, I had a great time with this game." The ghost hand put down the night sword on his shoulder, lifted it in the air, and slashed at the moon blade.

"Ah!! Yes!!!! Ahh

Because this slash was too precise to be the rough decapitation of an ordinary executioner, the severed head of the Moon Blade was still opening and closing its mouth after rolling around like a ball, trying to curse the ghost hand in the most vicious language, but due to the different parts of the body, the vocal cords were long gone, so it couldn't make any sound, only blood kept pouring out of its mouth.

And the headless corpse fell alone in front of the guillotine, the wheat-colored delicate body trembling irregularly, blood gushing out from the broken neck, like blood arrows, the incision was as smooth as a mirror, and even the section of the cut blood vessel could be clearly seen.

The people were boiling at this moment, and the Marquis Charles, who was "selfless" and "conformed to the will of the people", became an amiable consul in their mouths at this time, regardless of the feelings of master and apprentice, and the ghost hand of righteous extermination of relatives also became a hero worthy of praise.

In the cheers of the people, the ghost hand wiped the blood from the night dagger on the tongue spit out by the moon blade, and then kicked the head at the boiling people like a kickball, as for what they were going to do with this head, it was none of the ghost hand's business, who would care about a toy that was already broken?

Ghost Hand walked to the place where the Dawn Team and the others had gathered, and then suddenly smiled meaningfully, walked over to the pale-faced Al, and said in a sad tone, "Doctor, please save the Moon Blade, she seems to be dying." ”

Seeing that Al's face was gradually losing its blood, and his delicate body was trembling helplessly, the ghost hand suddenly laughed arrogantly, looked at Al with a foolish gaze, and finally took his finger and dipped a little blood on the knife, wiped Al's cheek casually, and left with his head held high.

Just when Al was at a loss for what to do, he suddenly found a bandage-wrapped, almost white hand slowly reaching out to his face, silently wiping away the blood stains on her face.

The helpless Al gently grasped the cross on his chest, and just wanted to thank Luo Wei for his concern, but found that the young man had turned away after wiping her blood, and his back slowly disappeared into the noisy crowd.

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After leaving the central square, Ghost Hand wanted to find a place to eat, but found that there was a person who followed him all the way, and he had always disdained to follow him, so he turned around and walked towards the comer.

As soon as he turned around, Ghost Hand found that it was none other than Luo Wei who was following him.

Luo Wei had been wearing a cloak and bandages all the year round, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression, and he could often only see the beast-like red eyes in the shadow of the cloak.

The ghost hand is also a master of the arts, and he strode towards Luo Wei, and finally stopped in front of him, looked at the young man condescendingly, and said with a sly smile: "If you want to fight, just say it." ”

"I thought about it last night, but I'm not interested now." Luo Wei did not shy away from staring at the ghost hand, and said lightly, "It's just curious." ”

"Say." Ghost Hand snorted.

"I'm wondering what your expression will be before you die, what will you say."

The ghost hand was stunned for a while, and under Luo Wu's gaze, he put his middle finger in front of Luo Wu's face, showed the teeth in his mouth and said arrogantly: "You won't live to the day I die." ”

Seeing that Luo Wei didn't speak, the ghost hand asked impatiently: "If you have something to say, what are you doing with me?" ”

"Just passing by the way, narcissistic what?" Luo Wei rarely talked to people, and walked forward by himself.

The ghost hand was stunned for a moment, and only turned around when Luo Wei disappeared into the street in front of him, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and there was only one thought in his mind: I would kill him one day!

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