There was no murderous aura, no hideousness, the man in black just approached step by step calmly, walking very slowly, but giving people great fear and pressure. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Kong had already stopped his useless struggle, stared at the man in black, and said calmly, "You pulled me into the illusion, right?!"

The man in black glanced at Mu Kong in surprise and didn't answer, but Mu Kong already knew it in his heart.

"It's very easy if you want to kill me, why bother going through such a big circle. Mu Kong continued, his voice was not loud, but he knew that the other party could hear it.

The man in black hesitated a little, paused, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Mu Kong stared coldly, he had some calculations in his heart, the other party took such a lot of trouble, either he didn't have the ability to kill himself, or he had a special purpose, or he was a madman.

However, judging from the performance of the man in black just now, the other party is by no means crazy, so the result is that the other party will never kill himself!

Countless thoughts were running in his mind quickly, Mu Kong showed a sneer of disdain, and said to the man in black, "Even the illusion is so rough, I think you are not as powerful as you appear now." ”

The illusion is based on the soul, and according to common sense, the strength of the soul is directly proportional to the strength of the soul, but this illusion is not so perfect, and it can even be said to be a failure.

The change of painting style before and after is too abrupt, and the appearance of the characters is too stiff, all of which seem to indicate that the man in black is weak.

That's right, it's weak, only a weak strong man has such a clever means to pull Mu Kong into the illusion without realizing it, and he is weak and can't maintain the reality of the illusion.

"Tell me, what do you want to do. Thinking about it, Mu Kong was no longer panicked, but indifferent.

Even if he is a strong person, since he is sure that the other party cannot threaten him, and he is such an inferior and hostile method, why should he be afraid?

The man in black stopped beside Mu Yue and Xue Yin, rubbed his palms, and said without the slightest disguise, "That's right, this illusion is indeed much inferior. ”

is very calm, and there is no trace of abnormal emotional fluctuations in his tone that Mu Kong can see through.

Mu Kong frowned, the answer of the man in black was a little unexpected, according to his understanding, the man in black was also a strong man, or a former strong man. Then he wouldn't not know that after he saw through this illusion, everything here would no longer be a threat to him.

However, the illusion has not dissipated, why is that?

At some point, a knife appeared in the hand of the man in black, and he made two strokes in a playful manner and said, "The illusion is a little inferior, and I really can't kill you, but I can kill them." ”

The knife drew twice on Mu Yue and Xue Yin, and Mu Yue and Xue Yin, who were frozen in a piece of time and space, didn't know what picture they saw, and suddenly struggled desperately, but everything seemed so pale and futile.

Mu Kong only felt a chuckle in his heart, but he still said expressionlessly, "Since everyone knows that it is an illusion, then everything here is an illusion, what if you kill them?"

Although he didn't want his parents to be hurt, now that he knew it was an illusion, he thought he could still bear the worst.

The knife slowly slashed into the void, and the man in black said unhurriedly, "Although this illusion is based on your memories, I am the real master here. ”

"So what?" Mu Kong glanced at the man in black, and instinctively had a hint of something wrong.

"So everything here is so real to you, but it's just an illusion to me. The man in black joked, and the knife stabbed into Mu Yue's abdomen, and blood flowed.

"Do you feel a sense of blood connection? Do you feel very heartbroken?" he carefully continued to scratch on Mu Yue's body, and the sharp knife left blood marks on Mu Yue's bronzed skin.

Mu Kong was full of grief and anger, very absurd, but his emotions couldn't be suppressed at all, as if it was really Mu Yue who was tortured again.

I don't know what the reason is, I know it's an illusion, but the feeling of blood connection is getting stronger, and the visual impact ignores his thoughts, passing on the bloody and cruel picture.

A very contradictory emotion, on the one hand, I know that it is false, but I subconsciously want to accept it.

The man in black looked at Mu Kong's red eyes, stopped the knife in his hand, and said jokingly, "Although I can't kill you in the illusion, I can make you more painful than death,

Have you ever enjoyed the feeling of being abused by someone you care about but unable to do anything about it?"

Still restrained, even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't do it, he could only watch the blood on Mu Yue's body, Mu Kong roared, "What the hell do you want to do!?"

He didn't understand that the other party couldn't kill him at all, but he was still happy to tease himself, did he just want to see his anger and sadness?

"Enjoy. The man in black ignored Mu Kong's anger and tears, and picked up the knife again, slashing it on Mu Yue's body like a carved work of art, carefully slashing.

"Stop! brute, you pervert, ahhhhhh......hh

The man in black turned Mu Yue and Xue Yin around, making Mu Yue's expression of pain and struggle face Mu Kong, smiling strangely.

"No!" Looking at his mother's soft face, a sudden expression of pain suddenly appeared, Mu Kong roared again, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of pain his mother, who had always been gentle and intellectual, would suffer.

The man in black held a knife in his left hand, and slowly took off Xueyin's clothes with his right hand, and his palm kept stroking, as if enjoying the silky beauty and softness.

"Bastard, bastard, stop, stop!" Looking at the pain on his mother's face, thinking of the next action of the man in black, Mu Kong felt like a knife cutting his heart.

"Hehe, are you desperate?" The man in black did not stop the movement of his hand, and the clothes on Xue Yin's upper body fell off one by one in his hands, revealing a piece of snow white and smooth.

However, the man in black did not stay long, but instead put up a knife and wandered in Xueyin's arrogant chest, and the blood stains on the snow-white skin were like plum blossoms in the snow, poignant and cruel.

Then, the knife went all the way up, the sharp tip sliding unhindered, with a little red, to Xueyin's chin.

Xueyin's originally gentle face had a painful expression, and she kept screaming, silent but even more hesitant and vulnerable. Mu Yue's face had long since lost his human form, and it was completely a blood-colored ravine, but he was still struggling unwillingly.

"Don't do that...... Woo...... Don't do this!" Mu Kong kept shaking his head, anger and hatred overshadowed by powerless pain, leaving only sadness and despair.

As the moon climbed high into the sky, the cold wind of the night seemed to echo the cruel scene, blowing unbridled and miserable across the faded courtyard, and the yellow leaves began to scatter at an untimely time, leaving only a few crooked-necked trees lonely and lonely.

The man in black was very calm, the knife danced in his hand without sluggishness, and the sharp knife light was accompanied by a poignant blood flower, which stimulated Mu Kong's nerves under the blowing of the wind.

I can't even close my eyes, I can only watch, powerless, sad, resentful, and hopeless.

The eyes of the man in black became deeper and deeper, and the knife in his hand once again began to gently conquer, but his figure gradually became illusory.

All these changes are extremely obvious, but Mu Kong has fallen on the verge of collapse, crying and screaming, without noticing at all, a wisp of soul like a dead soul is slowly approaching the depths of his soul......