Enduring the burning sensation in her chest, Sang Jiaojiao struggled to perceive: his vitality was obviously declining rapidly, but why....except for the anger of being offended, his expression was not painful at all, and the physical damage was insignificant.

Sang Jiaojiao's face was pale, carefully observing the other party's every move, but before she could figure it out, a white light appeared in front of her out of thin air. The body's perception of danger is far faster than she reacts.

Sang Jiaojiao subconsciously rolled to the left, and as far as she could see, where she was lying just now, a neat crack turned out the dirt in the ground.

The white light....Sang Jiaojiao couldn't help but look at the already stiff mouse corpse. In her cognition, she never knew anyone could do it to this extent.

The people here live numbly, and they fight fiercely every day, and they can harvest a person's life in order to fight for a piece of bread. If someone can really use white light out of thin air, it is simply killing people invisibly. The people here don't have to live anymore.

So...."You're coming in from outside....reaper." ”

Sang Jiaojiao reacted to the position she was in just now, and she was afraid. Her movements were a little slower, and now her arm was probably not saved, just like the lower half of a mouse not far away.

"I wanted your death to be less painful, but now, I've changed my mind." The man smirked and said word by word: "I will dismantle you in eight pieces and cut off your flesh and skin with a knife." ”

The displeasure of being resisted made the man's unstable spirit skyrocket, red blood crawled on his pupils, blood dripped down his body, and a puddle of red liquid quickly gathered in front of him.

Another white blade, this time Sang Jiaojiao was not so lucky, it was the direction of the danger that her body subconsciously predicted in advance, and tried her best to dodge, but she was still injured. The deep cut on her wrist made the blood rush out, Sang Jiaojiao could only cover the crack hard, the severe pain made her teary eyes, and the large teardrops washed out a trace of the stains around the eyes, revealing the white and tender skin hidden underneath.

Almost....her wrist was almost cut off by the other party.

Sang Jiaojiao was a little desperate, originally thought that she had encountered those robbers, thinking about the recent changes that had happened to her, it was possible to get out of the fight, but she didn't think that she would meet this kind of inhuman reaper.

They....got in early, and all the people here don't know about it yet.

Since she was a child, Sang Jiaojiao has understood that this is a deformed world, and the Reaper is a nightmare for everyone here.

Although Sang Jiaojiao has lived here for eighteen years, she is well protected by the old man and has never seen these beasts. But she knew that a group of these people would emerge every few years.

No one knows who will be the Reaper in the crowd, only that at some point, many, many people will die here. And almost all of them died tragically.

Once this point is reached, the old man will hide her. This was the first time Sang Jiaojiao had seen the horror of the Reaper.

The man stared at Sang Jiaojiao's wound, frowning and dissatisfied.

The second time, this is the second time it was dodged. What he wants to see is the other person's severed hands, feet, limbs....

Sang Jiaojiao curled up and moved into the darkness a few times, and no one noticed that the tears that flowed down her cheeks were dripping down the wound on her wrist, and the blood from the wound no longer came out. It's all hidden in the shadows.

"Don't hide, I'll be upset. Yes, I would be very upset. ”

The upside-down murmur, the irritable and distorted appearance of excitement.

The other party's obviously wrong state gave Sang Jiaojiao a chance to take advantage of it, and the blood-soaked knife that was discarded on the ground was held in Sang Jiaojiao's hand again at some point.

It's useless if the heart is broken, so what if you don't even have a head.

In an instant, the woman lying on the ground, who was like a ravaged tattered doll, suddenly burst out.

The man reacted quickly, but Sang Jiaojiao's speed was faster, and the sharp blade slashed through the other party's neck, making a grinding sound, and goosebumps were about to rise in his ears.

Everything happened very quickly, and after retracting the knife, the knife rolled up directly, which shows how much effort was used just now.

Sang Jiaojiao didn't have time to see the result, she couldn't stabilize her body, and she spat out blood again and fell backwards weakly, but she was choked by a pair of rough big hands.

Her fragile neck was held in the hands of her enemies, and it only took a single force to take her life in an instant.

Between the movements, the tight headscarf that had originally wrapped Sang Jiaojiao loosened a lot, and while sliding down her shoulders, Sang Jiaojiao's face painted with oil paint was exposed.

The oil paint on his face was washed away by tears, and he could vaguely see the coquettish appearance underneath.

The man whose trachea was cut and could only make a panting sound like a bellows was terrifying. Half of the head can't be dropped and hung around the neck, and it can also hold the enemy's neck.

The less and less air made Sang Jiaojiao feel dizzy, but she was no longer able to resist, and looked at the executioner with her head up, tears flowing more and more.

The fair-skinned face became clearer little by little.

"You...."

Just at the moment when the man's eyes slowly straightened and the strength of his palms relaxed, a pair of small hands full of dirt grabbed the man's wrists in a clasped manner.

A huge suction force came from under the skin of the two of them, and Sang Jiaojiao felt a breath from the enemy's body being absorbed by her. From the moment the other party grabbed her neck, when the skin touched, she felt that the mulberry leaf-shaped birthmark on her chest was heating up, and her extreme desire to survive made her stretch out her hand.

To survive, she wants to live.

Then the will became stronger and stronger, the birthmark on the chest became more and more hot, and the skin that no one could see was burning blood red.

Sang Jiaojiao's dizzy head became heavier and heavier, and her consciousness gradually blurred except for a firm thought.

The man was stunned for a moment, and the sudden disappearance of his spiritual power made him panic.

Panic finally appeared on the face of the heart that was shattered, the neck was cut in half, and the face did not change. With the distorted facial features that have long been distorted, it looks particularly absurd and terrifying.

He thought he was immortal in this world, and that these ant-like low-class people were the two-legged animals they kept in captivity for fun. Before he got a place to come here to send out the negative energy on the ** god, he never felt that anything life-threatening would happen to him.

All the dangerous worlds are just their spiritual projections, that is, all the blood of this body is gone, and it won't have much impact on him. said that it was an impact, but it was just a bad experience of his journey.

But now....he had the idea that he might die here.