The originally cloudy eyes gradually became clear, and a red light gradually reflected. Red blood began to burn around Ziyin, and the scythe in the sky flashed with a hint of red light. A trace of red flame began to burn from the lowest part of the scythe, and gradually the flame replaced the entire scythe. In an instant, countless bats fell from the scythe and enveloped Ziyin's body. A gray robe replaced Ziyin's original eighteenth-century aristocratic attire. Ziyin gradually stood up, her eyes glowing red, and two fangs were displayed, and there was still golden blood left on top of the fangs.

The scythe sat in front of Ziyin, holding the scythe with one hand, and a trace of bright red flame entered the scythe, the scythe was red, with a little decoration on it, and in the center of the scythe there was a piece of jade, and the handle of the scythe was carved with countless runes. The blade of the scythe was completely silver, but there was still a little blood on it, as if it had just been killed.

"Qianyin was raised with me since I was a child, and the ghost sound was awakened when I was invaded by the soul, so this awakening opportunity is really blood-sucking. It's just that the body is almost recovered. Ziyin half-knelt on the ground and stretched out her hand to caress Bravoya's pretty face. Thank you, Bravoya. ”

"It's my privilege to help the Lord." Bravoya's face was a little pale, but too, Ziyin sucked half of the blood on Bravoya's body, and now it was not Ziyin who was severely anemic but became Bravoya. Brafuya tried to stand up and give Ziyin a knightly salute, but was prevented. "Chiyin!" A unicorn descends from the sky in front of Ziyin.

"Protect him for me." Shaking the scythe in his hand, Ziyin walked in the direction of Dior. With each step, there is a footprint made of flesh and blood.

"The blood-colored scythe determines life and death! I hope you won't let me down. String tones! Tall zombies stood in front of Ziyin, and their long silver hair completely blocked Ziyin's eyes, and Ziyin didn't stop his steps. One by one, the zombies pounced on Ziyin. Ziyin was still walking, in the direction of Dior.

"Kill him!" Dior's voice came from the direction of Dior. And when he heard Dior's voice, his whole body seemed to be excited. Looking at Ziyin's eyes was a little burning, but his burning was not a few seconds, and a blood-colored trace fell from the top of a zombie's head, this zombie was not burned to death by ripples, but completely disappeared after the scythe was cut, and even the dust was not killed by ripples, which can be said to be completely wiped out, but he disappeared completely, as if it never existed. His death was completely erased, and it could even be said that his existence was completely denied.

Ziyin's harvest had only begun at this time, and the hand holding the handle of the sickle appeared to be held even tighter. The blood-colored light resurfaced, and the blood-colored flames surrounding Ziyin completely erupted. The flames engulfed all the zombies in this room, and now all that could be heard in this room was the wails of zombies. And at their last moment, they saw a handsome man with a red scythe in his hand, gray robes over his body, eyes like blood looking at them with pity, long silver-white hair falling like the Milky Way, and all around him red flames, everything was so beautiful.

The flames burned their bodies, but they also nourished their souls.

"Has the beautiful Grim Reaper finally come to harvest our souls? It would be great if this beautiful Grim Reaper could set us free. "Their bodies seem to have been completely purified, the strings not only give them death but also give them a chance to be reborn, zombies are no longer the disgusting faces they are, they can see but they are all simple smiles.

The red flames were still burning, but there was no zombie with a hideous face, and Ziyin only saw that simple face.

"It's so warm!" XN

The original zombies, and now the citizens, smile when their souls dissipate. Ziyin didn't stop and still walked in the direction of Dior, the hat of the robe was pulled down, covering Ziyin's eyes, but he could see from his breath that he was angry.

"Sure enough, all zombies are not evildoers, there is only one villain, and everything is Dior's fault!" Spitwagen watched as the vanished soul clenched his fists.

Looking at the Ziyin that was gradually coming, Dior's blood vessels pulled Rajonathan's veins. It's just that in the next moment, all that can be seen is a blood-colored figure, and a red scythe suddenly slashed, and a silver-white light appeared on his arm, Dior's entire arm was directly cut off, and his entire arm disappeared directly, and the hand holding Jonathan really disappeared. The moment the veins were loosened, Ziyin threw Jonathan to Dong Peidi.

"JOJO, LET THIS GUY FIGURE IT OUT TO ME. Don't meddle! The blood-colored flames formed a circle around Ziyin and Dior's direction, just like the fence where Dior bullied Jonathan seven years ago.

It's just that this time the opponent is not Jonathan, but Ziyin.

"Same as seven years ago, you know? I've always wanted to be able to knock you down, and then step on the soles of your feet and run over you. Come then, Ziyin, and die in front of me! Dio seemed to ignore the fact that his arm was completely gone. Ziyin looked at the man in front of her, and her blood-red eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. It's just that Ziyin looks at him without any emotion at all, just like looking at a dead man, although Dio is originally a dead man, or rather, a vampire.

"I just thought you were a gangster, but what I didn't expect was that you were a wicked person, a wicked person who made me sick and angry. I'm not going to give you any chance, I don't care how you became a vampire or what history you have, but I won't give you any chance from the time you turned these simple villagers into zombies.

Ziyin moved, and walked in the direction of Dio step by step, and the blood-colored flames began to burn non-stop from Ziyin's body. And Dior's was standing in that place waiting for Ziyin, and under his feet, layers of frost gradually covered the ground.

The scythe skimmed at this point. "Come on, Dior!"

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