Chapter 49: Is Blood Delicious?
Scar's footsteps hurried, passing through the alleyways, but the leather shoes did not leave a sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Out of prudence, Scar twists and turns, like a lonely soul in the early morning twilight, wandering around, walking casually.
Until, outside an abandoned residential building, a clear sound of footsteps came from behind him.
The footsteps are very soft, but there is something weird, like falling rain and drumbeats, playing a ghost-like song.
This strange footsteps, Scar has been engraved and remembered in my heart.
And the owner of this footstep was also his guide, and saved him from the tiger's mouth.
It's just that it was just once.
Changed.
"Father, I didn't expect you to come after all......"
A hint of disappointment flashed in Scar's eyes, and he watched a man in sackcloth shoes slowly walk out of the twilight.
Like water, the night light poured down, passing through the cracks of the ruins of abandoned residential buildings, stretching the shadows of the two people, and in the distance, intersecting.
The wind blew Uera's hair.
Shangliang slowly pulled out the wooden hairpin, wrapped it in a handkerchief embroidered with a poisonous wolf, squatted down, and put it at his feet.
It seems to have taken off the disguise of a strange and elegant one.
When the hairpin was withdrawn, a little sick madness appeared on Shangliang's face, his arms trembled involuntarily, and the earthworms crawled underneath, and a heavy wheezing sound came out, like a madman.
"Come and don't be rude, since you take the lead, then, I don't have to be embarrassed......"
Scar frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?" ”
"Heh......"
Shangliang smiled sickly: "Hand over the private goods, for the sake of the father you once called, I won't kill you." ”
Scar looked at Kamiliang's appearance, but slowly raised one arm, and his right foot moved back in a bowed shape.
"The most important thing is that wealth is moving, and it is useless to say more!"
The scar stepped out, splashed up the dust, jumped high, his eyes were as bright as the stars, and the ear-length scar on his face made him look extremely fierce.
Kamira smiled coldly, and the teeth that still had blood left were so strange that they seemed to come to life in the twilight.
Suddenly, Kamira's ears seemed to be bigger, with ear muscles protruding, and the cochlea was covered with fibrous hairs.
Exotic ear muscles, hearing like a god!
Kamira slowly closed his eyes, and the world fell into darkness.
Wind......
Cloud Sound ......
Breathing sounds......
Also, the hand is like a big gun, and the sound of the drum bursting out!
The prophet of Shangliang's uncertainties, at the moment when Scar's arm was close, turned sideways to dodge, and then snapped his fingers out and struck at the joint of Scar's arm.
'Click......'
The attack of the big guns was completely dissolved, and the twisting sound of muscles and bones could be heard more clearly.
Scar reflexively stepped on the wall of a residential building.
In an instant, the bones on his arms and spine quickly thickened, and a large amount of bone structure and membrane were attached to the bones.
In just a few breaths, Scar's body was twice as thick as a small tree, and its muscles and muscles were expanded.
His feet are like guns, his waist is like the barrel of a gun, and his arms are the tips of a faint and piercing spear!
In the gene chain, all the big guns and fighting instincts come one after another, so that Scar is like a humanoid big gun!
"Kill!"
The scar stabbed straight at Shangliang, like a dragon going out to sea, shaking with scales.
Even if the root of Shangliang's ear moved slightly, the unknown prophet could not avoid it, leaving a blood flower on his shoulder, revealing a bloody hole.
The scar offensive remains the same, if the double-pointed spear, the left hand stabs out, and it will go to Shangliang's throat!
The thick smell of blood entered Shangliang's nose, making the sickly obsession on his face even worse, and at this time, he didn't dodge or dodge, and approached the scar.
In the sleeve, a cold three-turn light shotgun compared to the scar, and in the empty muzzle, it seemed that there was a world of the dead.
'Bump! ’
In the distance, above an abandoned residential building, a figure hidden in the darkness, with only a vague outline, was watching the fight in the distance.
The messy hair blocked his eyes, but Sikong didn't make a move, and he didn't dare to get too close, so as not to arouse Shangliang's vigilance.
"The strength of the second repairer is simply a linear growth for the first dimension, and there is a scientific gap, which is difficult to cross......"
The more he learned about the strength of the two dimensions, the more Sikong felt afraid of the fact that he was on the desolate star and sacrificed his life to kill his beard.
Could it be that he had killed most of the White Bone Star Kou beforehand.
Isn't there a scar that is also a second-hand repairer wrapped around his face.
Could it be that the value of his Sikong spiritual domain was as high as 12 points, and he slapped his face with his martial will unexpectedly, and in the end, he used the Eye of Origin to ignite the fire of life of his face and make a final decision!
Without any kind of factor, the one who died at the beginning should be Sikong and others.
In the distance, under the residential building, in the mess of ruins and grass, Scar and Shangliang were seriously injured at the same time.
Kamira hurt his neck, and the wound was only a line away from the main artery, and even then, it was gushing blood, almost wetting his whole body.
The scar covered his chest, but he couldn't cover the blood, and his chest like a sieve was full of broken iron beads, and there was one of them, which was even more worthy of grazing his heart!
Swallowing a mouthful of bloody phlegm, Scar's lungs hurt hotly, and even his breath smelled bloody.
It's already hurt my lungs.
"Yes, it's worthy of the people there, if it weren't for the fire that delayed you, I'm afraid you would have broken through to three dimensions, right?"
Shangliang Yin smiled, dipped his fingers in the blood on his neck, and then intoxicated his mouth, as if tasting a delicious meal.
This scene, in the hazy night, looks so bewitching.
"It's a pity, you're still going to die here......"
Shangliang walked step by step, his eyes blood-red, Scar frowned, and lifted his breath.
But I saw that the sackcloth and cloth shoes on Shangliang's body were like little snakes at this time, and they suddenly came to life.
Branches and vines stretched out from the sackcloth shoes, opening their teeth and dancing claws, holding up Shangliang in the middle, and countless branches, like spears, stabbed towards the scar!
"Creature Warframe?!"
Scar dodged it, only to see branches piercing into the rubble ruins, dancing countless huge gravels and smashing them towards Scar!
Who knew that the scar stepped on the stone and went to Shangliang, and the violent wind and dust made his short hair stand up at the roots, and his angry hair rushed to the crown, and the blood was brave and fierce!
A photon weapon was formed, and the scar was inserted straight into Kamira's chest from top to bottom!
'Bump! ’
Countless branches and vines were like enraged black snakes, pumping on Scar's chest.
Suddenly, I don't know how many ribs were broken, and Scar spurted out a mouthful of blood, like a broken sack, and threw it into the distance.
And the biological armor outside Shangliang's body immediately gave birth to thorns and blocked Shangliang's wounds, but Shangliang sensitively sensed that the healing speed of his wounds was not right, only four-fifths of what he usually had.
In addition, although the blood in the body is surging and abnormal, the concentration is insufficient and the energy supply is insufficient.
It's as if his blood has been diluted!
"It's ...... you"
Shangliang was furious, looking at the scar that was staggering to stand up with a mouth full of blood in the distance: "You actually poisoned it!" ”
After Scar was slightly puzzled, a figure appeared in his heart, and Scar smiled reluctantly, blood filling the ravine of the smile.
"Poison? Oh no, just a little spice......"
Suddenly, a figure slowly walked down from the residential building, Sikong looked at Shangliang who was covered in blood, and smiled coldly-
"The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. Blood, is it good? ”