Chapter 153: Broken Flowers Dance

Leaning against the broken wall in the ruins, the wounds all over his body are gradually recovering, especially the deep and long wound in the abdomen, the white sharp bone fragments around the wound are also disappearing little by little, and the injuries from the battle with Hei Tun are basically completely healed after three days, but Yang Xingmo used his unskilled ability to suture, and then he led to the current situation, and all the wounds that had not healed collapsed.

As soon as this wound collapsed, Yang Xingmo's body couldn't bear it, it was called a pain, it hurt to die if he moved a little, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, so he said, typical people won't die if they don't die, this is all self-inflicted, so the wound that could have healed in three or four days was dragged to five or six days, and it was beaten!

......A slight moan came out of his throat with difficulty, his twitching legs struggled to support his crumbling body, his right paw tightly grasped the gap in the ruins, and the thick black qi couldn't stop pouring out from the inside of his body and wrapping around his mutilated body, and some of the purple scale armor gradually transformed towards black.

There were a few grinding sounds in the bones, and the legs were readjusting the structure of the bones with the visible Cheng Dù visible to the naked eye, and the bone structure that was different from that of humans soon appeared on the body, and the feet gradually changed towards the appearance of the Sky Devourer, and the right claw that was grasping the gap in the ruins also slowly became thick and sharp, more similar to the claws of the beast and the Sky Devourer, and it was basically impossible to distinguish them.

The dark purple scale armor also turned a light black little by little, and the black scale armor still had a faint gray color, as if it had fallen on it with dust that could not be wiped off. The face has also been transformed to be more hideous and terrifying. At this time, whoever sees this face will immediately take action. Because this is already the face of the Empty Eater.

Yang Xingmo drooped his eyelids and collapsed in the ruins, slumped in the ruins without any defense, and collapsed there quietly without moving, looking like a dead corpse, if it weren't for the slight tremor of the body, anyone would regard this body as a dead corpse.

I don't know how long it has been, Yang Xingmo finally moved his body, slowly stood up his body, and slowly took a step forward, stumbling from a glance to a heavy step behind. Then a roar resounded throughout the space, full of grievances, helplessness, anger and sadness echoed in the space.

Yang Xingmo has lost his throat, the words that belong to human beings can no longer be spoken, and the shape that belongs to human beings is no longer there, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dark and ominous pupils have a faint fierceness and ferocity, as well as this deep ruthlessness, the depths of the pupils are dark purple hexagons, gorgeous and mysterious hexagons, with a ruthlessness and fierceness, he took the steps of the rebels who belonged to the Sky Devouring Beast and the rebels of humans.

A woman in a tight black robe sits quietly in a white marble triangular pavilion with a long jade-colored table made of marble in front of her. On the long table is a tea tray made of rosewood, and on the tea tray is a qiē tea set. One of them is a jade pot and a jade cup, and on the side of the tea tray is a box of tea leaves.

The woman in black stretched out her green and white jade right hand and took the small jade cup in front of her and drank the green tea soup, and then a peaceful and warm feeling appeared on her face with her eyes slightly closed, and her slender fingers held the jade cup and gently placed it on the tea tray, and then the crisp voice like a birdsong swirled in the pavilion: "Why don't you come in and sit down?" ”

A dusty black body appeared outside the pavilion, a pair of dark eyes looked at the tea tray on the long table with emotion, and then opened her mouth but quickly closed, shook her head slightly and did not speak, the woman in black opened her eyes, the same black pupils, but her black was more pure, more bright and bright.

The woman in black stood up, wearing a tight black robe that was properly attached to her bumpy body, gently stepping and lifting the robe skirt on the side of her legs from time to time, her slender straight and white legs were intertwined and looming in the air, and her long black hair was simply draped over her shoulders, dignified and full of a sense of tranquility, like a figure coming out of a mural.

The slender jade hand waved lightly to the back, and then the entire pavilion cracked like glass, and then it shattered in front of Yang Xingmo's eyes, and among the fragments that fell, there was also the part that belonged to the pavilion, just like a painting was embedded in the glass, and then shattered with the shattering of the glass, this is the space power that belongs to her, the name is shattered, whether it is alive or not, as long as the slender jade hand waves, it can be shattered and disappear into this piece of heaven and earth.

The woman in black folded her hands together on her chest defenselessly, smiled and asked, "Aren't you coming?" ”

There was some hesitation in Yang Xingmo's eyes, the strength of the woman in front of him made Yang Xingmo a little unsure whether his strength was enough to fight, his body couldn't help but take a step back, the smile of the woman in black did not change at all, and he didn't seem to see Yang Xingmo's hesitation, as if he hoped that he could give up this battle.

But the woman in black may have thought wrong, or maybe she understood, Yang Xingmo raised her head, there was no hesitation in her eyes, her eyes no longer wandered, she took a step forward, and the aura of the entire space suddenly became thicker, but the expression on the face of the woman in black in front of her still did not change at all, and she didn't care about any of Yang Xingmo's choices at all.

The gaze gradually condensed on the woman in black, the plain gaze scanned the woman's whole body from the bottom up, and the claws that fell to the ground involuntarily stretched up, deeply trapped in the space, the claws were full of cracks, and the body gradually fell down in order to find the best posture.

The woman in black couldn't help but smile when she looked at Yang Xingmo's appearance as if she was facing a great enemy, although the woman knew that she was indeed a great enemy to him, but the woman also wanted to tell the little boy opposite, no matter how prepared and what kind of plan had no effect on absolute power.

Lianbu lightly moved his clothes, torn and the black and shiny scale armor was revealed in this world, and the image of the black swallow appeared completely in front of Yang Xingmo's eyes, but he didn't dare to make any moves. Because there was a small area of collapse in front of Yang Xingmo's eyes. Then a black encirclement like an abyss was formed.

Sharp shards flew in the air. The sharp and sharp breath pierced into the flesh and blood on his body, and a hideous face became even more hideous, and the black swallow outside looked at Yang Xingmo who was hesitant with a smile in his eyes that didn't care at all, as if he was teasing a naughty child.

Maybe what Yang Xingmo didn't know was that there were only nine black swallows in total, no matter who anyone stepped into the realm of black swallows, there would be the weakest black swallow who would become the stepping stone of the new black swallow and help him enter the world of black swallow, but that black swallow was a stepping stone after all, and its own strength had long been weakened by the rules, and there was not much left.

But except for that one black swallow, the power of the eight black swallows did not have any loss at all, and it was completely an act of looking for death to challenge the other black swallows as soon as they came up. It's definitely funny to want to deal with other black swallows without a long period of precipitation, but although Yang Xingmo doesn't know about this matter, he can also feel the huge power gap between the two, and he should have rested for a while to wait for the steady dìng of strength to appear in front of other black swallows.

But the condition of the body does not allow Yang Xingmo to delay, the short life can't give Yang Xingmo too much time, and the consciousness is gradually eroded and there is not enough time for Yang Xingmo to precipitate strength, and the time to wait for the power precipitation is too long, at that time Yang Xingmo is either dead or has lost the consciousness that still belongs to human beings, and then the Yang Xingmo of the Sky Devouring Beast in his mind will be the consciousness of this body, and his consciousness will dissipate without a trace, Yang Xingmo does not know whether the other self will help him fulfill his last wish. But don't want to bet, if you make a mistake, it will be the biggest disaster.

The indifferent triangular eyes raised again to look at the beautiful black swallow outside, and the breath like a pillar of smoke swirled in front of the eyes. The sharp fangs were exposed at the corners of the mouth, the teeth were exposed beyond the lips, and the long howl that resounded through the world rushed towards the black swallow woman, and the strong wind pressure blew the black swallow woman a little unable to raise her eyelids.

The turbid black claws gradually approached the black strip in front of him, and suddenly the muscles tightened and the claws slashed across the black strip, and four black cracks passed through the black strip, directly tearing off the strip, and the black swallowing woman looked at the action Yang Xingmo's mouth showed a hint of a smile, and the meaning of appreciation was very obvious, but this did not mean that the woman would stop, but would burst out with all her strength, which was the greatest respect for the brave.

The woman stood motionless, but one paw moved slightly, and a large piece of space in front of Yang Xingmo shattered, like a mirror suddenly shattered, and the broken glass slag that burst out splashed Yang Xingmo who was standing in front of the glass, and the eyelid of her right eye was cut a small opening when Yang Xingmo couldn't resist.

The hardest right front paw was also cut by the broken glass lens, a small wound, not big, but it entered the heart, and the small opening on the right front paw was also constantly breaking a little, the wound did not get bigger, but the wound was getting deeper and deeper, this is the space power that belongs to this woman, called crushing.

Yang Xingmo looked at his wound and stabilized his breathing a little, his right front paw endured the pain and moved a few times, the wound gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shattering power that lingered on the wound was also eliminated, and only the space power that could offset the space power was the space power, and the space power used by Yang Xingmo was his own suture.

Of course, Yang Xingmo is completely unfamiliar with this kind of space power, so it is very difficult to use, otherwise he would have been able to fight against the woman in front of him a long time ago, as long as there is a slight opportunity, Yang Xingmo will use this power to fight with that woman, but the incomplete power cannot give Yang Xingmo enough confidence to fight against that woman.

Therefore, Yang Xingmo stood still, did not take a step forward, there was nothing wrong with wanting revenge, but Yang Xingmo knew that he was not a fool, the huge gap was there, Yang Xingmo would not send him to death, so Yang Xingmo took a step back and gradually left here, the woman looked at Yang Xingmo's limp figure and did not speak, but took out a tea tray and heated a small pot of tea soup in the air. (To be continued......)

PS: Some people say that I am a eunuch in this book, and I am embarrassed! But I still want to say it again here, this book is my first book and I will never let it be a eunuch, I will never write a book without finishing this book, just write it slowly, please forgive me!