Red.

A patch of red.

Flying red.

Hua Ling and Yi Lian stood behind Luo Han, tilting their heads and looking at the falling blood flowers, their eyes full of disbelief and surprise.

"Liu Sanqian" was bathed in the rain of blood, her hands were in an elegant arc, she was tiptoeing and spinning. The dance was poignant like the dancing girl in a music box and her never-ending dance.

The rain of blood fell, ticking on everyone's faces. Beads of blood streaked across his face and fell to the ground, wetting the grass and blooming red buds.

As soon as the flower bone sprouted a head, it withered to the ground under the action of gravity. Red fragments, seeping into the surface, into nothingness.

"Hee-he She looked strange and excited, reaching out to catch the red raindrops in the air.

On the lawn in the distance, there was a large pool of blood. Like specks, the stars are dense.

Xinzi shuddered, his jaw tightened, and he looked at the thick object half a meter ago, frightened.

It was a wet, sticky mass of meat. A heart is lying naked in a pool of blood, still pounding and beating without the protection of the body.

It was like a powerful beat, as if the heart didn't have time to know what was happening to the body to which it belonged.

Xinzi's face was covered in blood, and he whimpered, alternating his hands while climbing forward, trying to escape the man's attack circle.

The attack came so fast that no one could see what was happening, as if at the snap of a finger, the yellow-haired body exploded, and the flesh and internal organs were scattered everywhere under the huge impact.

Suddenly, blood rained down all over the sky.

"Old, master," Yilian cautiously discouraged, "We must not intervene in this world, let alone take people's lives......

She stopped what she had not finished speaking, because the man's expression was too resolute, and it was an unshakable conviction.

"Hee-he

Xinzi closed his eyes in fear, his head was covered with sweat, and his whole body was paralyzed under the effect of fear.

There was a thud, the sound of something exploding.

A stream of hot liquid burst onto Xinzi's body, and the young man opened his eyes with a thrill.

The scene in front of me was too frightening.

The delicate and beautiful girl, her mouth pulled an incredible arc, and her hand was pinching her heart that was still pumping, and her blood was splashing.

As soon as the girl's hand was forced, the beating object split apart and turned into a mass of flesh that fell into the air.

"Life is better than death," the girl's eyes were crazy, depicting hatred that seeped into the bone marrow, "I want you to taste what it is better to die than to die." ”

She stood up and, in a sharp voice, shouted to the handsome man, "Not enough, not enough, I want more." I need their despair, I need their pain, give it to me, give it to me quickly. Otherwise, I will let her soul perish in nothingness. ”

The man's starry eyes were tightly closed, his slender eyelashes swept around in the air, trembling slightly, he stretched out his right hand, flattened, and suddenly made a fist with five fingers.

There was a flash of silver light, and something cut through the air.

Rubbing, sparkling. There were ripples in the air.

In the distance, a few meters away, ripples approached the tattooed man. The thin wave was turbulent, gradually swallowing the man.

With a bang, the tattooed man's body flew in the air like fireworks shooting into the sky, and the sparks flew everywhere, and then returned to the ground and turned into dust.

Another rain of blood.

Hua Ling and Yilian's clothes were also dyed red.

"Liu Sanqian" let out a hearty scream, and she smeared the blood on her face as she danced, looking at the blood moon in the sky, and looking at the blood spilled on the earth. It was as if he was sucking in the fear and pain that was spreading in his flesh.

Every time she bathes in blood, the resentment on the girl's body is even more gloomy.

Hua Ling and Yi Lian, in this sky-high resentment, frowned uncomfortably and coughed again and again.

Just when the blood rain fell and the sky fell silent, the flame of hatred ignited again in the girl's eyes, and she shouted "unforgivable" while stretching out her finger and pointing at Xinzi who was slowly climbing away.

"It's him, it's him, do it, do it," she gestured to Luo Han, "a few are still missing, a few are still missing, hurry!"

Luo Han repeated the action just now, and as soon as his hand was clenched, the density in the air began to change, and the sword light and sword shadow were about to explode.

A wave bounced from Luo Han's fingertips to Xinzi who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, something suddenly startled the birds in the forest. The branches shook violently, as if something was jumping between them.

The sound of the bell was the sound of a broken thread. A huge black scythe blocked Xinzi's face.

A man in a black robe turned his scimitar slightly, cutting through the thin silver thread in the air.

The man's face was expressionless, without joy or sorrow. His eyes are as black as a pool of deep water, and you can't see anything when you look into it. Although he is a handsome face, every stroke between his eyebrows shows his ruthlessness and coldness.

He was dressed in a long robe, and even half of his face was covered, hidden in the shadows, and he didn't argue about his intentions.

When he came, it was cold. It's cold, like a yin wind blowing in the cold winter moon.

The line was cut and bounced back, and Luo Han's body took a few steps back under the impact. He steadied himself, and under the light of the ghost fire, he saw the person clearly, so he said, "Mr. Ghost Envoy." ”

As soon as Yilian saw the arrival, she panicked. She lowered her head, shrunk back, and hid behind Luo Han. His legs were still shaking.

Even Hua Ling, who had always been steady, couldn't help but be a little panicked, he shivered in the overwhelming chill and approached Luo Han a little.

The black-robed man who was called so by Luo Han paused the sickle in his hand, and his tone was cold, "Mr. Luo, you are out of line." Since the 'two lives' have been separated from the Three Realms, they must not interfere with this life. The law cannot be violated, now that you have killed three people and broken the vows, I am afraid that you will have to go to the underworld with me. The trial is about to begin. ”

"No, no," Liu Sanqian shouted to stop, attracting the black robe's gaze, "No, you haven't finished killing me yet, you can't leave!

The black robe looked at the crazy woman, and frowned, "Why is this woman full of resentment?"

Luo Han bent down slightly, did not answer, but suddenly asked, "Mr. Ghost Envoy, but are you tracking down a few dead souls whose whereabouts are unknown?"

The black robe nodded, "It's true." ”