My eyes were full of anger, and I glared angrily at the man who was like a ghost at the moment, I had never hated a man so much as I did now. His cruelty is ruthless, I am not afraid, but what is fear compared to the pain of forgetting worries and beautiful eyebrows at this moment?

"You're not human......"

"Hahaha......" The man on the other side laughed wildly, which made people tremble in his ears, and his dark red eyes without pupils were staring at me gloomily at this time, and suddenly he threw the pretty eyebrows in his hand to the side like throwing something. Qiao Mei involuntarily spun around a few times in the air, until she hit the trunk of a big tree, then stopped, fell to the ground with a thud, a mouthful of blood gushed out, splashed dark red on the ground, Qiao Mei's eyes turned white, and she fainted.

I looked at the fainting appearance of my pretty eyebrows, I held my hands that had forgotten my worries and trembled uncontrollably because of anger, and my voice trembled slightly because of anger, "Crazy, what are you doing to me, what kind of power is this to the two weak women?" "My subordinates hid behind Forgetful Worries without a trace, and quietly pulled out the dagger at my waist, but fortunately I brought this dagger out when I came out of the stone room, whether it was useful or not, I had to give it a go.

I saw him slowly walk in front of me, if it weren't for his current ghostly appearance, just looking at his bearing, I would think he was the son of a family, but now this demeanor and this terrifying appearance that people dare not look at directly, how do people look at it and feel weird.

I watched with hatred as he walked up to me, trembling with fear as I thought the sorrow in my arms was at his approach. I watched him stand still in front of me, leaning down slowly, his dark red eyes staring at me, his dry lips tearing in a strange arc. "I'm coming to you, okay! Actually, my favorite is this face of yours, how about I cut off your head and make it a doll? Then she will be with me all the time, and I can make up for everything I have done to her. You say, okay? As he spoke, he lifted his withered hands to my cheeks, stroking them back and forth over my face. The cold touch made me feel a chill all over my body, and I clenched the dagger in my hand tightly, and I was on guard, waiting for the reality.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up without much effort, and I slashed the dagger through his forearm, and the knife cut almost half of his arm, cutting off his veins, and blood gushed out, and I lost my center of gravity and fell to the ground.

There was no expression of pain on his face, as if the hand with broken veins was not his, but he raised his bloody arm, put it in front of his dark red eyeless eyes, and laughed, "You hurt me with my dagger?" Hahaha...... Well, if you can kill me, that wouldn't be a good thing. ”

My face was full of surprise, I didn't know what this man was thinking, he had lived too long, so he wanted to die, so why couldn't he die? Is there really no way I can kill him, is it really that we are going to die here?

With a wave of the man's withered palm, a strong wind struck, and I was swept up by his palm wind, and slammed into the ground not far away, and the dagger in my hand was bounced away the moment it hit the ground, and it was deeply inserted into the ground in the distance. The man was extremely fast, and he quickly flashed in front of me, grabbed my neck with his uninjured arm, and lifted me halfway from the ground, "If you can't kill me, then I'll take your head and make a puppet." ”

I was pinched by him, the withered fingers pinched my neck like cold iron tongs, stuck my neck, I stretched out my hand to clasp the tendons on his hand, trying to subdue him with grappling, but found that it was in vain, his tendons were cut off and he didn't react at all, let alone grappling?

I was a little desperate, and I struggled to spit out, "I know...... I can't beat you, and if we die today at the hands of you, a monster who is neither human nor demon, it will be ...... I can only blame God for not being long-sighted, so that you have lived for a thousand years. But...... I swear that even if I turn into a ghost, I will come back to you for revenge. ”

"Hahaha...... Okay! If you're a ghost, I'm glad you came to me, because I really want to see what a ghost looks like. His dark red eyes flashed at me, my eyes darkened, everything in front of me began to blur, his dark red eyes seemed to become redder in a trance, "You say...... Has she been reincarnated, or does she not want to come to see me at all? Why haven't I seen her once in so long? ”

"Madman, let go of Miss, let her go......" I was in a trance when I heard a scream of forgetfulness.

I tried to open my eyes, only to see Forget Worry running towards him with the dagger I had dropped on the ground in his hand, covered in blood. He didn't let go of the hand that was holding my neck, but let Forget Worry run in until he was in front of us, a terrible smile leaking from his face, I tried to open my mouth, and spoke with difficulty in my hoarse voice, trying to warn Forget Worry not to come here, "Don't ...... ......"But before I could finish speaking, Forget Worry had already arrived in front of us, holding a dagger with her only remaining arm, and stabbed the man in front of her.

The man raised his severed hand and easily knocked out the dagger in Forget Worry's hand. I don't know how he managed to control this arm without veins. I just saw him insert his hand from Forget Worry's stomach, penetrate Forget Worry's body, and pull it out again. Bright red blood dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground, and he couldn't tell whether it was his or the pretty eyebrows.

My pupils dilated sharply, and I screamed, and I didn't know where the strength came from, but I grabbed the man's arm with both hands and broke it hard, only to hear a crisp sound, and his arm broke in response.

I finally broke free from his grip and ran towards Forgotten Worries. Holding her in his arms, tears fell like broken threads, stretched out his hand to stop the surging blood, and whimpered: "Forget your worries...... Forget your worries, how are you? Wake up, don't sleep...... I beg you, you want to sleep, okay? Don't leave me and my eyebrows behind, forget your worries ......"

Forget Worry opened her mouth with difficulty, trying to say something, and blood spilled out of her mouth. I reached out and wiped the blood from her mouth, but when I wiped it off, it would spill out, so I wiped it again, and it spilled out again. I cried out loud, "I can't wipe it off...... Forget your worries, I can't wipe the blood off the corner of your mouth, I can't wipe off ......"