Chapter 145: On the Occasion of Dying

The devil panicked.

She was so ruthless to herself, wouldn't she be even more ruthless to these rebellious characteristics?

It always thought that Mi Qing was willing to give birth to it because it was to keep its hand. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that Mi Qing's plot will go deeper. Otherwise, she would have scrapped it that day.

Thinking about it, it shuddered.

If Mi Qing has such a heart, it knows that if it is useless, I am afraid that Mi Qing will give it up again!

No!

Can't be abandoned by Mi Qing again.

This person is ruthless, once abandoning it is to directly destroy it, and the second abandonment is only afraid that it will be even more miserable. It has finally survived until now, and it can no longer 'die'.

What can I do?

It looked at the battlefield where Mi Qing was carrying a bone sword and fighting with Grimace, and it couldn't participate in it.

Looking back at the deceased tree entangled in grass and vines, its eyes lit up. It can't participate in the battlefield, but the Afterlife Tree may do.

It approached the tree and beckoned to the inky black coffin.

The Tree of the Past Lives feeds on the negative emotions of ghosts, and it just so happens that there are many negative emotions of the ghost mother. If the deceased tree can be brought to life in this way, Mi Qing is afraid that it will be able to contain it.

If she had contained the Tree of the Dead, it would have been a great achievement. In the future, if there is something wrong with it, at least it has the confidence to discuss it with Mi Qing.

Mi Qing didn't know this, she used the bone as a tool, and the source of pollution from the bones as a force, and fought back as much as she could.

With each blow, there will be more wounds on her body. But the ghost looks, but the face is getting older and older. This means that Mi Qing's life-threatening attacks are useful.

"Ahh

Grimace could sense the changes in its body and let out a roar.

The rubble on the entire surface of the earth floated in the air, and the source of the curse was flourishing, and the false source of the curse in Mi Qing's body really collapsed after the real source of the curse appeared.

The balance in her body was broken, and she was slammed, and she was seized by Grimace.

The condensed attack of the source of the curse slashed, and Mi Qing was hit and smashed to the ground. The grass and vine seeds behind it couldn't buffer this coercion, and directly turned into dust and dissipated.

Mi Qing spat blood from his mouth, and even if the bones of his body were indestructible, cracks inevitably appeared. When I move slightly, I feel unbearable pain.

But the grimace chased after it. didn't give Mi Qing a chance to stand up again, and the source of the curse turned into a long whip.

Mi Qing threw out the bone sword, and the source of the fallen god was withdrawn from the flesh, blessing it on the bone sword, blocking the long whip.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, I heard the devil shouting, "Mom! Over here! โ€

Mi Qing heard the sound and looked over, and the two petals of the deceased tree fell one after another, while the deceased tree itself continued to rise and sprout. The grass and vine seeds wrapped around the tree collapsed because of the collapse of the grass and vine seeds in Mi Qing's body, and they could not play a role.

She understood something.

I took a few potions out of the storage bag and swallowed them in one gulp.

The teleportation was activated, and she barely stood up and moved to the bottom of the Death Tree again, and raised her hand to press on the Life Death Tree. The tree of the dead that was still tallening and stretching out its body had not done anything, and it was gradually disappearing.

Obviously, this time in relative three seconds, Mi Qing succeeded.

"Noโ€”"

Grimace swooped down, and saw the scene of the tree dissipating.

Frightened and angry, it grew arm, and a punch pierced Mi Qing's abdomen.

"Poofโ€”"

Mi Qing was the end of the strong crossbow, so naturally he couldn't dodge the attack under the anger of the grimace.

But she wouldn't throw in the towel so easily.

As soon as her hand was raised, the bone sword instantly appeared in her hand. A sword cut off the ghost hand behind her, and the stone group appeared, blocking in front of her. And because of the penetrating wound in her abdomen and the blessing of too many ninth-level characteristics, her body couldn't be pitted after all.

The red marks were torn, revealing the flesh inside. The most terrifying position is in the center of her eyebrows, and you can see the eyebrow bones wrapped in flesh and blood.

Mi Qing's mouth kept spilling blood, and she couldn't stop it.

The devil panicked, "Mom, don't have an accident!" โ€

Now that Mi Qing has an accident, all the void spirits in the file will fall asleep. That's not a good thing for them.

Mi Qing ignored it, gritted her teeth and pulled out the ghost hand that had materialized her abdomen. Just such a process, she is extremely difficult. The blood on his face was mixed with cold sweat, and it was dirty.

"Poofโ€”"

The ghost hand was pulled out, and the bloody hole in her abdomen was terrifying and bloody.

The intestines of the abdomen are all flowing out.

The next moment, she stuffed it in again.

This rough action made the devil's breath stagnate. Oh, it forgot, it's dead, not breathing.

"Mom!"

Even if Mi Qing is an iron beater, he can't stand it at this time. The body swayed, and finally collapsed to the ground, but the bone sword in his hand still did not let go.

And the devil circled around Mi Qing who was lying on the ground, and more blood flowed from the wound on her abdomen, staining the ground beneath her red. There was a little red gold mixed with red, which was a little red gold blood condensed by the flesh and blood of the immortals. The red gold blood began to flow out, but I am afraid that her situation is worse than what she seems.

Her breathing was heavy and rapid, and her eyes closed and opened.

Clearly, she was trying to stay awake.

But her physical body can't keep the red gold blood, which means that the trend of her physical collapse is irreversible.

"No! You can't just let her die. โ€

The devil really doesn't want to sleep.

But at this moment, except for the stone group that was struggling to stand in front, there was no special ability to help it.

Under the previous attack, the vine of the grass vine seed showed inevitable devastating damage, so that it disappeared completely.

The golden bird butterfly retracted before and never came out again. Now it wants to come out, but without the use of Mi Qing, it can't come out.

The same is true for other characteristics.

So, how does it do it?

That's right!

It has another way!

A feature that has never been used in the coffin of the mother and child, sacrifice. But this feature, unless it is absolutely necessary, it does not want to use. It's not that the cost is great, but the cause and effect are great.

It's the only one that has the property of cause and effect. Once it is used, it does not know what the consequences will be.

It circled around Mi Qing, watching her eyes remain indifferent even though her flesh was about to collapse. It's as if death wasn't a big deal for her.

But the humans of Tianxuan Kingdom are really dead when they die, and they can't become ghosts in the two-dimensional dimension.

This means that as long as she is dead, everything is over.

But she has no fear of death.

The devil found that she calmly accepted the fact that she was going to die.

No wonder, she's not afraid of anything.

It turned out that she really wasn't even afraid of death.

At this moment, it suddenly stopped panicking.

Exhaling a sullen breath, the light ball devil came into Mi Qing's field of vision, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, sacrifice...... Are you going to offer sacrifices? What will happen after the sacrifice, I can't predict. โ€

Even, it can't even guarantee whether Mi Qing will survive after the sacrifice.

Mi Qing could sense the loss of his vitality and the cooling of his blood. Even, consciousness is gradually blurring. But in her heart, she is still very calm.

She remembered the last time she died.

Last time, How did she die?

Oh.

It was she who had lived enough and killed herself.

This time, he was killed by the spirit.

The taste of waiting for death is the first time I have experienced it.

At the time of her death, she was very calm.

It wasn't until she heard the devil's words that she reluctantly opened her eyes, and at a glance she saw the devil suspended in front of her, her eyes were full of disgust, and she almost made a sound with a breath sound, "Get out." โ€