'What to do?' What am I going to do! I don't have my left arm, I don't have arcade space. The police car will find me through the fingerprints of the broken arm, and I will die in the world, or hide in this rubbing space forever. Lu Feiyu slammed his right fist against the wall, "Bastard!" Damn ninjas. I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! Young Master Ouyang? Whoever you are, I will take revenge. Certain! Lu Feiyu was almost on the verge of going berserk, roaring and roaring in the space villa.

Tears slipped silently: 'I'm crippled!' I lost everything!! Lu Feiyu remembered Xu Xinlan and Liu Yiyi, "Love will also be lost, right?" Lu Feiyu, who had calmed down, stared blankly at the sky. Arnold was worried about going around him, but he didn't dare to make a sound, maybe he was scared of being scolded by Lu Feiyu yesterday. Meihong took the F big meat leg and handed it to Lu Feiyu, and pointed to Lu Feiyu's broken arm. It means to heal with items, Lu Feiyu shook his head helplessly. The wound had already been bandaged, but the broken arm felt a pain in his heart and returned to the house.

Lu Feiyu didn't know when he fell asleep. He walked into the bathroom and washed his face. Suddenly, the self in the mirror smiled weirdly. 'Have you forgotten?' Your arm is broken, what do you wash your face? ’

'My arm is broken?' Raising his left arm in confusion, Lu Feiyu saw that his left little arm was gone, and blood was still spurting from it. 'yes, he's crippled now, his left arm is gone!' Lu Zai in the mirror laughed. Full of contempt!

'Enough! Get the hell out of here! Lu Feiyu roared.

'Haha, hahaha,' Lu in the mirror smiled wildly, and suddenly said seriously, "You~ don't you want to restore your arm?" ’

'What? Lu Feiyu was excited, "What do you mean?" ’

'Do you want to restore your broken arm and become as intact as before?' ’

'Yes, of course! ’

You need a young man's arm and go and suck the life force. Lu in the mirror added, "I'm talking about sucking life force in reality." You ~ understand! ’

'I don't know what you're talking about! Who the hell are you, stop pretending to be a ghost! Lu Feiyu said angrily.

'You know, have you forgotten what I said to you last night?' I'm you! I am darkness and you too! Dark you, your dark side. Awakened you. ’

'You You are'

'You don't have a strong mind, but you awaken the power of the 'dark' of the Yaqi Snake. I am the possession of darkness, the dark side of you, the other you, but still you. ’

'Am I having a split personality?' ’

'Whatever you want, but you need your arms, or you'll lose arcade space. Lose the hope of your life, your 'light'! Lu in the mirror suddenly turned into a pure black face silhouette at this moment, with no facial features. There were two holes in the eye sockets, and blood was bubbling out. The mouth is open and harmonious, and it is also a hole. Like a pencil drawing of a human head on paper. Very cautious people, 'Go find the arm, go devour the life force.' Go ahead! Go for it! You'll love this one-of-a-kind pleasure. Eat! Devour it! The voice was rough and harsh.

'Ahh Lu Feiyu was frightened to wake up again, but this time he opened his eyes and saw a full of black and red, everything could only be recognized in a general outline, and it was all black and red. Lu Feiyu stumbled out of the house! Outside, around, in the sky, the whole world was black and red, no matter how Lu Feiyu wiped his eyes, there were only black and red bright colors. Lu Feiyu seems to be living in the world of sketches, the blood-red moon hangs high in the sky, 'Kill, kill, kill!' Eat, devour! Snorting! The inner voice was like a spell, constantly circling around the ears. Lu Feiyu covered his head and roared in pain.

Meihong was startled by Lu Feiyu's voice and poked her head out of the sea. Lu Feiyu saw her, drew his iron sword and walked towards her step by step.

‘sing，forme。 Lu Feiyu roared hoarsely.

Meihong is a little in a daze, I don't know why.

‘sing，forme！！ Lu Feiyu roared heavily, the iron sword in his hand wrapped in a layer of red blood mist. It burned like blood like a flame attached to it.

Although she was very worried about Lu Feiyu, Meihong still started singing and sang softly. The melodious sound resounded through the tranquil mountain and sea, making people intoxicated. Lu Feiyu slowly quieted down, his sword stuck on the ground to support his body. Gradually fascinated by the world of singing, and finally fell into a peaceful sleep.