Chapter 15: Awakening from a Dream of Lost Soul
The cold blood droplets were full of biting chill, with a fishy smell, Si Youming's stomach turned over, he wanted to vomit but couldn't, and retched.
The cold wind came towards her, and the soaking Si Youming was blown goosebumps, and she always felt that something was staring at her all the time, staring at her heart.
"Ahh
Suddenly, Si Youming was so frightened that the person who suddenly appeared in front of her and was hanging!
It was gently swayed by the cold wind, and its head was left with a layer of flesh attached to it, and it hung low to its chest.
Si Youming felt numb all over his body, and his hairs stood up instantly, and his heart could not hide this terrible cold.
Although the light around her was dim, the hanging corpse was almost hanging against her, and everything was so clear.
It was a face as pale as white paper, with blood constantly flowing from his facial features, and a strange smile on his lips.
Thinking that his body was full of the blood of this hanging corpse, and he couldn't break free from his bound body, Si Youming finally couldn't stand the pressure of fright, and cried loudly!
"I didn't kill the princess! Yes! Let me out...... Let me out! Si Youming wailed heartbreakingly, so helpless.
"Will you give me your head?" At this time, the hanging corpse in front of him looked at Si Youming with dark eyes, shaking his weird mouth, and laughing sneeringly, "Hehehehe...... Will you give me your head? ”
The corpse spoke!
Si Youming was so frightened that he couldn't make any sound, his whole body was paralyzed, and he didn't even have the strength to cry at the end.
The eyeballs in the eye sockets of the hanging corpse suddenly rolled down with blood, and fell to the ground with a click, the voice was so poignant and cold, and murmured, "Don't you want to give it to me?" ”
"I don't care what you are! I just want to know why they are pestering me? Si Youming took a deep breath and calmed down a little, his nerves were already numb, and he suddenly felt not as scared as he was at the beginning.
She clenched her hands and continued to yell at the hanging corpse, "Answer me! Why me? Why does the ghost linger again and again? Don't you want my head? Come and get it! Aren't you all hanging yourself? You have the ability to come down and take my life! ”
When Si Youming said this, he was very excited, and his mouth became even more dry.
The hanging corpse didn't speak, it kept sneering weirdly, and between the lightning and flint, he grabbed Si Youming's shoulders violently, and pulled her off the wooden frame that was tied together, and the half-hung head in front of her chest opened her black mouth and was about to bite Si Youming's neck.
When it was too late, several red rays of light flashed quickly, and when Si Youming reacted, the hanging corpse holding her had already broken into multiple pieces and wriggled on the ground.
"I really don't know how my king likes you, a woman like you who don't have long brains?" A woman came in the darkness.
The red dress wraps around the body, revealing a graceful neck and sexy collarbones.
The skirt is like a flame flowing and pouring to the ground, the gait is noble and cold, and you can clearly see the long legs as white as ice and snow with every step.
After getting closer, that delicate face appeared in front of Si Youming, especially the pair of seductive red pupils, which were extremely charming.
"Don't underestimate these ghosts, they really eat people." The woman in red walked up to Si Youming's side, raised her hand and waved it gently, and a raging fire ignited on the ground, burning the fragments of the corpse without leaving a trace.
I've seen too many inhuman things lately, and Si Youming didn't have the initial fear, just squatted aside and gently rubbed the scars on his hands and feet.
The hanging corpse just now was so powerful that it tore her off the wooden frame so hard that even the wooden frame had been broken into several sections.
"Who are you? Why save me? After a long time, Si Youming felt a little better, and then he mustered up the courage to ask.
The woman in red glanced contemptuously at Si Youming on the ground, condescending and arrogant, "It's not my intention to save you, it's to kill you." ”
As soon as the woman spoke, a strong wind struck, and several short blades glowing red appeared out of thin air, all of which stabbed straight into Si Yuming's chest.