Chapter 170: Curse Seal
In the middle of the night, the desolate Gobi, in this cave, is the resting place of the dead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
After countless experiments and killings, this place occupied by the drought and lame has become a terrifying mass grave.
Yang Shuo breathed.
But every bite was so heavy, and he witnessed a miracle, the ghost-faced spider, which had been fierce just a moment ago, now fell to the ground like a lost dog.
The girl looked at the ghost-faced spider, her eyes were full of indifference, and she stepped forward step by step, her steps firm.
She didn't stop killing.
For her, this seems to be a kind of venting, at this time, she is covered with bone spurs, and her somewhat obscure eyes, even if they are stained with blood, are as calm as ever.
It's like a kind of self-preservation.
She shielded most of her emotions.
Without hesitation, the girl carefully discerned, and then pulled out her bone spurs and stabbed at the ghost face on the ghost face spider.
This stab, the middle finger of the girl's raised fist has an obvious protrusion, if it is hit in a straight line, it is the most vulnerable link in the human body, the jade pillow acupoint!
In the next move, the girl waved her arms down, the movements were different, they were sharp, and they hit the eyebrows of the ghost face, which was also one of the fatal points of the human body.
Kill to sex!
Her assault was like a dance, not only the ghostface, but also the ghost-faced spider who was enveloped in this extreme killing.
Heart!
Temple!
Tail vertebrae!
Eyes, throat, chest......
In the next few moves, the girl's hands fell to the bone, carefully studying every fatal flaw that belonged to the human body, and in just a few clicks, the body of the ghost-faced spider was bombarded into pieces, which can be described as miserable.
Blood splattered, and there was a burst of coldness from Mouran on the palm of his hand, at this moment, Yang Shuo seemed to be in a demon cave, cold and cold, invading his heart every minute.
He was horrified to discover a fact.
The girl in front of her had already remembered the weaknesses of these human bodies in her heart, and when she made these movements, she didn't even have any consciousness.
When you kill, you don't have to think about it, you don't have to think about it, when you are attacked, you will naturally be able to find out the enemy's weakness and strike a fatal blow!
This is only possible when killing becomes instinctive!
She doesn't look very old, but why, she actually understands the true art of killing.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Yang Shuo's gaze was cold and dead.
The ghost-faced spider is dead.
was almost executed by Ling Chi, even Yang Shuo couldn't believe that the monster that was so terrifying just now was now cut into flesh and blood.
Thick plasma covered the ground.
A broken human face on the back of the ghost-faced spider even slipped at Yang Shuo's feet, and his eyes were empty and blank, as if representing the last will of the ghost-faced spider.
Terrible.
Yang Shuo expected many things wrong, but one thing he didn't expect wrong, the girl in front of him was indeed a monster that was even more terrifying than the ghost-faced spider.
Who the hell is she?!
It takes how many lives to kill to practice such a pure killing technique.
Physical arts, bones, when this extreme killing technique is fused with one's own bones, this is simply the purest monster and beast.
The death of the ghost-faced spider is a sign of the girl's strength.
This power had melted into her blood, into her soul, into every bone and every inch of muscle and nerve in his body!
The girl raised her head, her expression still as calm as a lake.
Her hair was stained with blood, but instead of being disgusting, there was a sense of destructive beauty, like the whitest snow being splashed with a layer of black ink, rendering her whole person incomparable.
It's a different kind of beauty.
In her, Yang Shuo saw loneliness and loneliness, she stood there, like a broken world, different from Ibu's caution, her resistance was a rejection and indifference to the whole world.
The Spirits are not alone.
Even though life has been hard, Ievee has her own companions, and she, a girl who has been imprisoned by a drought and lameness, does not even have the most basic freedom.
Yang Shuo took a deep breath, and he tried to break the somewhat awkward scene.
He had to do something.
"I'm a loner, and I have no ill will towards you."
"Who are you? I mean, do you know why you're here? ”
"I heard your cry for help just now, and I rescued you from the chains."
Yang Shuo took a step forward, he tried to find out the identity of the other party, but the girl in front of him was very vigilant, she simply stepped back, and opened a distance from Yang Shuo.
She was like a wounded wolf cub, she never spoke, but her eyes were gloomy and terrifying.
She was analyzing whether Yang Shuo was lying.
Seeing the girl's blank expression, Yang Shuo's expression suddenly froze, he rarely comforts women, in the wild, the relationship between men and women is far simpler than imagined, if necessary, a piece of nuclear crystal can let you enjoy the feeling of paradise all night.
"How do you explain all of this at the moment?"
"What the hell is her identity?"
"I have to get out of here quickly, the lame won't be defeated so easily, and once it comes back, even if it's seriously injured, it's not something I can fight with."
Yang Shuo glanced at the girl deeply, he didn't want to waste his time in front of such boring things, he had to explore this place as soon as possible.
Before the canopy and the limp can be decided, he needs to find something of value to make up for his losses.
As for the girl in front of her, she is obviously an existence that she can't control.
Maybe it's because of the cutting of the iron chain, in the girl's body, Yang Shuo has never felt the previous murderous intent, which is good news, at least, she has no ill will towards herself.
Yang Shuo took a few steps back, trying to explore something.
It's just that just as he turned his body, a strange fluctuation came from behind him.
Yang Shuo turned around as fast as he could.
What he saw made him gasp.
On the face of the silent girl just now, some lumpy black spot curse marks appeared, and a layer of consternation also appeared on her face.
It all happened so suddenly, and the spell marks almost filled her face in the light of lightning.
"Mmmm......mmmm
A suppressed voice came from her mouth, and the next second, she suddenly fell to her knees, and although she resisted hard, the curse marks still covered the left half of her body.
An evil will suddenly appeared.
There is a force awakening in her body, different from the previous lonely momentum, this power is particularly cold.
The girl bowed her head.
The whole body began to tremble violently.
......Suddenly, a hoarse smile came from her throat, and she slowly raised her head, her cheeks covered with mottled curse marks.
Her left eye burst out with an absolute will of terror at this moment, like a hurricane, under such might, Yang Shuo seemed to have seen an awakened devil, and even the surrounding temperature suddenly became cold.
Yang Shuo could feel that the other party's temperament had become extremely unfamiliar at this moment, which was a somewhat weird and evil aura.
This...... It's the power of a lame! (To be continued.) )