There was not a trace of screams, no one stopped the charge, and the chain blade in his hand had already been stained red by the blood oozing from the cracked tiger's mouth, and the red eyes flowing with blood rendered the black smoke and dust into a blood-like red. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Until the last bat seeped into his body, the shriveled witcher still pursed his lips tightly and clenched the weapon in his hand, like a statue made of iron and bronze that had survived the wind and frost, and looked directly at Xie Zimu, who was barely three feet but could not be reached.

The giant scythe flashed from the only silver sword that was only against the skin and the unwilling witcher, "What a foolish short-lived species! How dare you refuse the gift of the Immortal!" In a disdainful voice, the unwilling witcher collapsed into even pieces like a building block!

"Are we foolish? Perhaps! But this is our faith! We hold to the creed! When we lose our love, we are dead! Hatred, fellow, because of these we continue to live, we bear hatred with the support of our companions to take revenge on you, we are not defenders, we are avengers, and death in battle with the enemy is relief for us!"

The chain that shook like a poisonous snake emitted a small 'rope' but shook the heavens and the earth like a demon hunter's roar, accompanied by the explosion of the air like a dry thunder, and the chain blade that rubbed against the air dragged up a long comet-like flame mark, but it still couldn't hide the demon hunter's bland scolding, "And what have you lost for the so-called immortality?"

Powerful extreme martial energy gushed out from the calm demon hunter's body, and as the chain blade was swept away by the giant scythe, a wisp of bright red stretched out from the demon hunter's body like a vein, this bright red was different from the blood clan's endless greed for life, but the red of the small who sparered blood for the sake of faith, this red was so hot!

Under the infusion of this bright red extremely martial energy, the chain blade tumbling in the air stabbed straight down with bright red blades, but the scorching blades that had not yet reached the body had already left scars of different shades on Xie Zimu's body, and the gushing blood had not yet landed, but the other chain blade had already cut off Xie Zimu's head.

Leaping, turning, and slashing, it was just a chain, two blades, but it left a chilling knife light in the lead-gray haze, "Groan!~!" In the shocking sound of the knife, the knife momentum in the sky suddenly dispersed like a phantom, and it was only at this time that the sound of breaking the wind sounded violently, and the air oppressed by the knife momentum poured down like a collapse, squeezing the extended blood vessels and muscles on the skeleton into a disgusting paste again.

"Is this your insistence?" "Losing all muscles and internal organs but always holding the skeleton of the giant scythe, the strange opening and closing of the upper and lower jaws sounded in the haze with the sound of bones colliding, "So weak, so powerless, only took away my three 'lives'?" As the last word was drawn from the jawbone, the skin, internal organs, and muscles that had been crushed into flesh crawled up the skeleton.

Looking at the plain demon hunter, Xie Zimu rushed over, but suddenly stopped his momentum, "Do you know where the people I killed who were killed alive with a scythe will end up there?"

The Demon Hunter raised his head in the twilight, and the cold glow in his eyes slightly stung Xie Zimu's skin.

After patting the scythe in his hand and himself, he said with a grateful smile: "Whether it is killed by it or by myself! Their blood and souls will be devoured by me, and if it is the cause of my mortal wounds, then the result is that one of their souls will dissipate!"

Looking at the frightened demon hunter who trembled slightly, Xie Zimu smiled more and more grateful and sincere, "It's really a blessing to them! Otherwise, I would have died a long time ago, and I will tell you the real way to kill me, that is, to destroy all the souls in my body, and not a single one will be left."

After slashing off his head with the giant scythe in his hand, the head he carried in his hand looked at the demon hunter who was holding the rattling chain blade gently.

"Mar, Soso, and Doron, the three of them are really good boys, use their souls to keep me immortal, oh yes, the soul that has just dissipated belongs to Thor! He's a good boy too!" Xie Zimu, who held the handle of the giant scythe in one hand and threw his head in the other, said very gratefully.

"Ah~~~~!" In the roar of the demon hunter, the neighing chain blade stabbed the head in Xie Zimu's hand again, but just as the blade touched the center of his eyebrows, the rattling chain pulled the unwilling blade back.

"By the way, will you take a look at them first?" A drop of cold blood flowed down the center of his eyebrows into Xie Zimu's clear eyes, whether the demon hunter wanted to see it or not, with the appearance of a blood-colored halo, the companions soaked in the circular river looked up at the fallen hanging trees floating on the surface of the circular river with hideous faces.

Although he didn't hear the slightest sound, the wails of his companions still echoed in the ears of the Demon Hunter, "Yaya, Val, Toto, Marcus, Soma...... The name pronounced out of Xie Zimu's mouth smashed like a hammer on the Demon Hunter's already cracked heart.

The chain blade held in both hands slipped weakly on the charred black dirt and splashed a handful of dead gray ashes, trembling hands covering their ears, but the unforgettable name and smile kept appearing in the mind of the demon hunter, and the forehead smashed on the charred black earth was already bloody but still smashed as if it was unconscious, as if only in this way could the pain in his heart be relieved.

After putting the head back on his neck, Xie Zimu casually inserted the giant sickle into the charred soil, and with his arms around him, he looked at the demon hunter who was covering his head and wailing and rolling in the dust with a smile, but a crystal tear slipped down the corner of his eyes, stirring up invisible dust on the charred earth.

Was it his tears of sympathy, or was it the unyielding resistance of humanity locked in the depths of consciousness?

He gently hugged the dusty demon hunter tightly in his arms, and the nursery rhyme in the depths of his memory, which soothed his fear and anxiety when he was a child in every dead night, slowly flowed from Xie Zimu's mouth.

"Can I help you?" Gently wiping the black dust from the Demon Hunter's face, he gently leaned down to the Demon Hunter's ear and asked timidly, without answering, but the sharp crescent-like fangs were slowly poking out of his trembling lips.

Scorching, warm, sweet, painful, the blood in his mouth represents life, containing too many emotions, the blood swallowed to the stomach pouch gradually warmed Xie Zimu's cold body, just like the warmth of Xiao Zheng when he was by his side, but his eyes were still cold, but the irrepressible tears had already soaked his chest.

Is this crocodile tears, or is it the enclosed humanity crying in his body?

Looking at the Demon Hunter curled on the charred earth with a serene smile on his lips and his hands folded as if in prayer, he sneered and wiped away the tears from his face, wrapped the cold scythe around the back of the Demon Hunter's low-hanging neck, which was only skin and spine, and then with a contemptuous laugh, the sharp scythe owl descended the Demon Hunter's wrinkled but serene head.

Staring at the demon hunter's cloudy but child-clear eyes, Xie Zimu shook his wings after a long time, but behind him, the crystal tears bloomed in the air again!