Chapter Forty-Eight: Lao Tzu Gives Up This Blood!
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I struggled to break free, but the blood from the wound oozed out and hit her hand, and there was a puff of white smoke, and her hand loosened, as if avoiding my blood. I reacted immediately, ripped off the bandaged gauze, and rubbed the blood on her body.
She panicked and tried her best to dodge, and the blood from my hand smeared on the hideous scar on her forehead as she tore it. Shanshan let out a strange scream, and the hand around my neck instantly let go. I put my arms around her neck and pressed her head against my own wound.
"Ahh
She screamed and shoved me away, the expression on her face pained. I got up, took a knife from the kitchen, pointed it at the tip of her nose and asked:
"You never come out of Shanshan's body?!"
I saw that the scar on Shanshan's forehead was a little bigger, and the twisted earthworm-like things on it were bulging one by one, and they were still wriggling. Shanshan's face seemed to be struggling, rebelling against the thing's grip on her, and I saw her eyes constantly shifting between cold and gentle.
I know I can't wait, and if I can't do it all the time, once that thing comes to my senses, I'm afraid none of the three of us will survive tonight.
The knife in his hand did not hesitate at all, and instantly slashed his wrist. At that time, I knew that those who committed suicide by cutting their wrists were basically scary, and the blood would not splash out at all, and if you wanted to cut the artery, even if you didn't chop it off, you had to cut at least half of it, and it must be close to the position under the thumb, only the one that can feel the beating position is the artery, and the venous blood will not spurt out.
With a knife, a wound of about five centimeters appeared on the wrist, and a large amount of blood flowed out. I walked towards her with my left hand, and she tried to run, but I held me down and pressed the wound on her wrist directly against the bulging scar on her head.
There was a "ho-ho" sound in her throat, and I don't know if it was because of the pain. Blood ran down her head, down her face, into her mouth, and then down her body. She kept spitting out the blood that had come into her mouth, and struggled frantically to push me away.
My head started to feel slightly dizzy, which I knew was due to blood loss. But I have no choice, even if the peachwood sword and the idol are useful, but that thing hides in Shanshan's body and can't come out, do I want to kill Shanshan together?
With my hands on her head, I stared into her eyes and yelled a little frantically:
"Come on! What the fuck are you drinking and spitting out? Didn't you eat my meat just now? I'm fucking you! Lao Tzu will accompany you to the end! Even if the last drop of blood is drained today, Lao Tzu must kill you first! Damn, Lao Tzu is willing to be so enthusiastic! ”
The scar on her forehead was the size of a fist, and some purple-red tentacle-like soft body was about to pierce through the thin layer of skin. The wound on my wrist was no longer bleeding as heavily as it had started, and there were faint signs of drying.
At that time, I didn't think about any consequences in my head, so I reached out and grabbed the knife next to me and slashed it the wound. The blood, which had been a little dark red, turned bright red this time, and the heart seemed to twitch, and the blood from the wound poured like a fountain on Shanshan's face.
Although she didn't resist for the time being, I always felt that she wasn't unable to resist, but was waiting for something, but I didn't understand it, and I didn't want to think about it anymore. Pinch her chin and press the wound directly to her mouth, forcing her to swallow.
Blood kept choking out of her nose, and both of us had my blood on our bodies, and after a while, I felt my head foggy, and the strength in my body seemed to be drained.
A faint cracking sound rang in my ears, and a purple-red earthworm-like thing finally squeezed through the thin layer of skin and emerged from some high, raised scar. And then there's the second, the third...
"Smack"
The whole piece of skin was torn open, and a large lump of soft stuff fell out, and it was still covered with yellow mucus, and there was a fishy smell all over the body. My head was getting heavier and heavier, my body was almost out of control, and I used all my strength to stab the knife in my hand at the thing as I looked at the disgusting mass.
Without any resistance, the knife seemed to be pierced in a cloud of air, and the tip of the knife was directly pierced into the floor. The mass was still wriggling and stretching, slowly growing in size until it was past the blade and soon to reach my hand.
I pulled out the knife, but it didn't move, and I quickly released the handle, and the thing quickly submerged the knife. Looking at the ball, which was already the size of a basketball, like an earthworm, I had a vague premonition in my heart.
Sure enough, the thing shook a few times, and the twisted and twisted thing slowly parted to the sides, revealing a pink human face, which was honestly not ugly. It's just that the seven orifices are just decorations, and they will die for a long time.
Shanshan slowly sat up from the ground, there was a black hole the size of a ping-pong ball in the corner of her forehead, and yellow and black mucus continued to flow out, she looked at me with a mocking smile on her face.
"Jiji, I told you a long time ago that you can't fight me, you don't believe it, but thanks to your blood nourishment, my Soul Gu can come back to life so happily."
The wound on my wrist was still bleeding, my consciousness was starting to blur, my breathing was heavy, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out for long. Weakly sat on the ground and asked weakly:
"What the hell are you? Why... ”
She took my words and said:
"Why am I not afraid of your blood? Giggles, okay, I'll let you die. Yes, your guess is not bad at all, I did use the Demon Technique, but you ignored one point, I used to be a Gu girl, so you don't know the method used. So, although your blood is barely considered spiritual blood, it is useless to me! ”
Although I am not reconciled, what can I do? I found the idol and the book, but before I could learn anything, I was fucking dead. At that moment, I felt the obsession in my heart condense rapidly, and it seemed to be shrouded in a black cloud in front of me.
Still, I want to struggle a little more.
After breathing for a long time, he barely said a sentence:
"You, can you, come out of Shanshan's body, come out, let's say, say something."
She smiled, like a predator:
"You're really a lover, don't worry, I'll let you take even your half-human, half-ghost woman, but it's a pity that you can't even be a ghost, so it's good to dissipate together."
As I spoke, I saw a glimmer of brilliance in Shanshan's eyes, and a figure slowly emerged beside her.