Chapter 65: Old Wounds Become New Wounds

When I came out, my feet stepped on the bloody water of this place, I felt its flow with my heart, I felt the sound of begging for mercy rising higher and higher, and I smiled, but it was not enough, my body, my hidden soul.

"Joan, you're afraid of me!"

I stared blankly at the ground, a smile on my lips, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Sister..."

But just this sister, I quickly rubbed my face, wiped away my tears, and smiled happily.

But the moment I looked back at Joan, my smile froze, it was the person in front of me who snatched my body and squeezed my soul, and in the end, she did it.

"Sister, what's wrong with your eyes?"

An Xiaodou ran over quickly, his eyes were full of nervousness, and I was ready to hug him happily, but his fleshy little hands covered my eyes.

And Joan and Nettle Dream were also surprised in their eyes, but Liuqian didn't have anything.

It was dark in front of my eyes, I couldn't see anything, just like that feeling of abandonment, it couldn't be, I wouldn't let this happen again.

I took down An Xiaodou's little hand with force, and just wanted to break it hard, but An Xiaodou said 'It hurts...' before I stopped.

Looking at his hand, there were traces of my exertion on it, glowing with a faint bruise.

"Well, Doudou don't just put your hand on my sister's face and nothing will happen, understand?"

"I understand, I don't dare."

I smiled, I liked the way he begged for mercy and felt distressed.

"Nana, in fact, your body is really beautiful, and you can see that the scars on your face are almost healed." Nettle Meng came over, pulled An Xiaodou up, and tried to keep An Xiaodou away from me.

Why, what right does he have to do this, I pulled over and let An Xiaodou stand beside me, looking at Joan, the more I looked at it, the more unwilling I was in my heart, I held my hand tightly, and the green tendons on the back of my hand gathered.

"Now that we've found you, let's find our way out."

Joan didn't talk to me, but like a boss, he gave orders, why did I hate it so much in my heart?

"How can there be a road here? Since when did it start just now, just like a labyrinth, the bones and blood rivers that suddenly appeared, it's not like we haven't been looking for the way, but it's useless!

Joan, I said it would be fine to let her down, why did you take me down. ”

Liuyan complained that he had lost his former demeanor, and it seemed that they had really been looking for a long time, but did they say that the blood sacrifice could go up? How about Joan?

"Joan, aren't you amazing? If you owe me a blood sacrifice, use what you owe me. ”

Joan's figure as soon as she turned around froze, although I couldn't see her facial expression, but in this case, I won't get it if I rob you.

"Anana, Joan doesn't owe you anything, it's you, if it weren't for you, we would have gone out a long time ago, but now in order to find you, the altar is gone." Ru Yan said with a head out, as if everything was to blame on me, but aren't these all supposed to be?

"Shut up, is there a place for you to speak?"

"You, you don't look at the way you are now, no one, no ghost..."

"Shut up."

Nettle said to Joan at the same time, what is wrong with me? I hurriedly touched my face, looked at my hands and feet, my feet can move, it's a good thing, the wounds on my face are also much better, isn't it a good thing?

At this time, the blood under my feet rose a lot, and I looked around, hundreds of foreign Li people and some soldiers in leather armor came closer, but they were all lifeless, with many wounds all over their bodies, and their clothes and skin were red.

"Don't talk about it, we have to find a way to get out." Joan said calmly.

"Where's the altar?"

I still believe that Joan hid the altar, and it is a shame to borrow the soul of someone else's body in this way, and anything can be done.

"Nana, these resentful spirits and soldiers are all coming to you."

Nettle Meng pulled me to dodge a soldier's spear, but the soldier went directly through An Xiaodou, and An Xiaodou didn't do anything, still looking at me.

Why is this targeted at me, shouldn't it be the gods and Joan? What does it have to do with me.

"There is a wrong, and there is a debtor."

Just now, the underground grievances spoke, isn't this spearhead pointed at me? I haven't done it, it shouldn't be me, it's Joan.

"What the hell is going on?"

I asked about the netty, and I felt something rolling up my neck, and I slapped it with one hand, and it crawled over my face again, and I suddenly thought of Joan, who I had seen that day, and the countless bugs on her body were burrowing under her skin.

"Nothing, it's a curse, let's go first."

Nettle didn't tell me, but pulled me behind Joan, and An Xiaodou was behind her.

This posture completely encircled me in the middle.

I don't know why these ghosts are targeting me, but I think Joan is the ghost.

We searched for the altar for a long time and still found no trace of it, and the resentful spirits of the Li Dynasty were gathering more and more, and I think it was Joan who was deliberately delaying time, because she wanted to eliminate me and occupy my body without the slightest threat.

"I know where it is, Joan, I don't need you to look for it."

I led them to the outside of the main hall, where the dream was known, and indeed the altar was here.

But I saw Joan's mouth closed, and she was really just what I thought.

"How did you get here?"

"What's wrong Joan, we've been looking for a long time, but we're the only ones who haven't been here." Lu Yan still believed in Joan, and hurriedly asked.

"So this is the altar." Nettle said.

It occurred to me that Nettle also knew, but how could he not know that this was an altar?

"Anana, you were here at the time?"

Joan walked up, and she saw the altar and still didn't believe it.

"Are you pretending or what? You were lying next to me at the time, and I knew that your body was still mine, and I didn't want to take it for myself. ”

I leaned into Joan's ear for the second half of the sentence, but I was so close to her that she didn't react at all when she heard this, and remained calm.

"I'm not here, it's a very cold place, and the smell of wine is around me."

"I don't want to hear your lies, but now that you can go up, do you still think these ghosts can hurt me?"

I grabbed the ghost that was near me, and it melted away little by little in the palm of my hand, and finally turned into a cloud of black dust, which I blew on Joan's sackcloth hat.

"You, don't hurt them."

"You're praying to me? Then hurry up. ”

I looked at the ghosts around me who were about to hurt me, and I stepped back a little.

"Anana, you are really, believe it or not, I will turn you into a dead corpse now."

Ryu was about to raise her hand, but she was pulled by Nethermont.

"You don't want to hurt her."

"Don't, Liu." Joan stopped her, too, and seemed to be really afraid of me.

"Sister, no matter what you become, I will be by your side."

An Xiaodou's clear voice flowed into my heart, and the restlessness just now was suppressed a lot.

Watching Joan walk up to the altar step by step, I had an idea in my heart, I wanted the Hades Imperial City of the Hades King.

But what I didn't expect was that the blood sacrifice that Joan said in her mouth was just introduced with her own blood to activate the river of the Lethe River, so she was fine.

Why is my heart so uncomfortable, I clenched my fists tightly, and just when I wanted to punch the altar, a pair of fleshy hands held me, and the watery eyes and lovely face looked at me, and I stopped.

But what I didn't expect was that Joan fell to the ground with a lot of blood, and there was a trace of reluctance in my heart, so I hurriedly ran up, and just wanted to tear off the sackcloth hat, I don't know why I silently pulled it up.

I don't even want anyone other than me to see Joan's true face and the rotten half of her ear.

Seeing that Ryujan was about to come up, I yelled, "Get out." ”

Liuyan stood below angrily, An Xiaodou went to comfort her, and Nethermont also sat on the side, not moving half a step.

I scratched Joan's sleeves, withered arms, crumpled scars, what was the difference between a dried corpse, could it be that the last of the blood was left? That's not going to work, you can't just die.

I looked around, there was nothing sharp, I looked at the wound on my wrist that had stuttered, and I didn't hesitate to tear open the scar, I took a breath, it still hurt.

After a while, the blood was bleeding, and I held up my wrist and dripped the blood drop by drop to Joan's mouth, watching the blood stain her lips red, and I couldn't understand why I was doing it at the last minute.

Was it because I was afraid that she would die with my body? Yes, it should be like this.

I looked up and saw the Lethe River flowing above, and I thought, we can get out now.

But at this time, the altar was completely cracked, and the stone pillar fell, and Nethermont ran over quickly, picked up Joan, and jumped down, and I hurriedly got off the altar.

The sound of "boom...", resounded throughout the entire Li country.

Suddenly there were cries, screams, screams of pain, and a muffled roar of resentment.

The floor under my feet was also cracked, and a huge gap opened up, and I pulled An Xiaodou and ran towards the main hall, but only halfway through, the entire hall collapsed.

"Give it to me."

Ryu wanted to pull me up, but I looked at An Xiaodou and handed An Xiaodou's hand to Ryu.

"The impact of the collapse is too great, you take him up first."

I watched Liuyan go up with An Xiaodou first, but why is Joan's body floating on the Lechuan River, shouldn't Nethermont take Joan up first?

And at this time, Nethermont stopped my waist and propped it up, and I looked down at the Li Kingdom that had completely turned into ruins, did all the secrets disappear because of this?

The last thing I saw was the claws of the resentful people, and finally the strong ones stretched out above Li Guo, but I think they will also be buried.

Then I couldn't breathe, it turned out that I was in the river, and I hurriedly covered my mouth and held my breath.

Just when I wanted to break free from the dream and climb up by myself, I heard the dream say, "Nana, you said you were going to take me up, you must say it." ”

But when I turned around, there was no trace of the dream except for the black river...