Chapter VII

In the eyes of the demons, it should be a means of killing cards, but it has become my back garden for killing, I led the iron egg, leisurely walking in the darkness, the ten-meter-long sword is enough to kill them out of the demon's sight.

Because the distance they can see is only five or six meters at most, and ordinary people, it will not exceed two meters, this distance is an instantaneous distance, and they can easily scratch their heads or stab their bodies before people react, no wonder they are so confident.

What the hell is a black skull, the ability to see in the dark, and even the ability to see, makes my five senses improve dozens of times, especially the calmness that brings me to the brain, maybe it is cold, makes me feel emotionless.

At the moment, I feel more like a demon.

The killing didn't last long, and the whole process was like a plate of cold cucumbers.

When the last demon was killed by me, I happened to walk to Liang Youwei's side.

I stretched out my right hand, and my mind naturally controlled the black skeleton, watching it grow deeper and deeper.

The Tiangang sword slashed fiercely at Liang Youwei's feet, cutting the talisman, losing its coherent formation, and announcing its shattering.

The space quickly brightened, and the only difference was that the dozens of demons vanished, leaving shriveled corpses in the ground.

"Bell"

I cut the iron chain on Liang Youwei's body, and his body suddenly lost the support of the iron chain and fell to the ground.

I saw that his hands were deeply scarred by chains, and he was covered in blue and suspicious tattoos, like pictures and words.

"You killed them?" Liang Youwei asked calmly, but there was a deep shock in his pupils.

I looked at him quietly: "You can go out, Old Man Feng is injured." I don't know if I can live. ”

"Can you hold me?" Liang Youwei raised his head and had regained his composure.

I picked him up and walked outside, and I didn't ask about the room where dozens of people were locked up, their eyes were numb, and they didn't seem to feel the change in the world.

Perhaps many of them have lost their souls as human beings. Without souls, can they still be counted as human beings?

It may take time to recover, but that's not my business anymore.

Old Man Feng is still lying on the ground, Qiangzi is by his side, I don't know if Old Man Feng is still saved.

Liang Youwei looked at the old man on the ground, and he didn't know why he was trembling all over.

"Old fellow, I'm coming out." Liang Youwei greeted the old man and tried to wake him up.

Old Man Feng didn't react, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving. I really thought he was dead.

I was surprised that my friend had been hurt so much, and I didn't feel much sad or worried.

Am I already emotionally devoid of feelings? I raised my right hand and looked at the black skull.

I felt like Iron Egg was looking up at me, and I turned my head to look like him.

"Brother Xiaolong, your human emotions are fading." Tie Dan didn't look particularly surprised on his face.

I frowned and didn't speak.

The iron egg pointed to my right hand. With a worried look on his face, he said, "He will devour your emotions." Replace your presence. ”

"What's the solution?" I asked faintly, and I wanted to be even more surprised, but it was so cold from my mouth.

"I need to think about it." Tie Dan said.

I nodded.

Liang Youwei's condition was very bad, he had no strength in his body, and his face was pale.

Such an old man looks chilling. I didn't feel much, but my mind was very clear.

took out a piece of snow bead and handed it to Liang Youwei: "Eating it is very helpful to your body." ”

Liang Youwei did not refuse even the slightest hesitation, opened his mouth and swallowed the blood beads, and there was not much time. His face flushed, and it was clear that the snowdrops had done their job.

"What is this, how can there be such a huge flesh power?" Liang Youwei expressed surprise for the first time.

I'm going to cut it out and tell you about it.

After listening, Liang Youwei nodded and said to me, "Is there anything else?" ”

"What for?"

"I want to save the old man, I need strength."

I handed the rest of them over, and he glanced at them and threw them into his mouth, his face becoming more and more ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Do you have my talisman?" He asked me.

I handed him the pen, and he reached out and took it.

I'm curious about how he saved the old man and what he wanted to do.

He looked left and right, pointed to the tombstone, and said, "Fetch him for me, and I did."

Liang Youwei asked me to clean the tombstone, and then bit my finger, and I was surprised to see a trace of blue blood flowing from between his fingers.

It turned out to be blue! This is the blood of the good people of the Tenth World.

Liang Youwei moved very slowly, he used the talisman pen to lightly dip on his fingers, the blue blood stuck to the talisman pen, under our gaze, the pen was like flying, respectively, on his arms, knees, forehead and other parts of the rapid drawing of a few patterns similar to the lines on his body.

The blue blood stained his body, but it was strangely sucked in by the skin and disappeared.

"On"

Liang Youwei let out a low snort, and I was surprised to find that the blue light flashed slightly in the place he had just clicked, like a firefly.

These lights were like some kind of mechanism, and the runes on Liang Youwei's body suddenly flowed slowly.

The runes didn't flow very fast, like countless tadpoles swimming around his body, but in different directions, but I could easily see the key, they all seemed to be thinking about the position of the heart.

The runes are not cyclical, but withdrawn, and the runes in each part flow. Liang Youwei's skin returned to its normal appearance.

I was secretly surprised in my heart, what kind of means is this, even if the runes tattooed on my body can flow, they can disappear, unheard of.

"What kind of rune is this? Why did they disappear? I couldn't help but ask.

Liang Youwei glanced at me: "This is not a rune, this is called an inscription, it came into being, given by heaven and earth, and my identity is an inscription master." ”

"Inscriptionist? Haven't heard of it. ”

Liang Youwei is not speaking.

Soon, the inscription gradually gathered all the way to Liang Youwei's heart, forming a circular pattern with a diameter of about twenty centimeters, and dense lines were like hair.

"Okay, the seal is in contact, I'm going to save someone."

Liang Youwei gently squeezed the wound just now, and I was shocked to find that his blood turned a faint golden yellow. (To be continued.) )