A man in the blood mist
I saw the monster manipulating the corpse under him and sitting up from the bed like an ordinary person.
The bones of the eyes in the back of the head swerved, and his gaze swept over the corpses of the morgue.
The whiskers on top of his head trembled.
Finally, his eyes fell on Wen Lu, who was standing there silly.
The erected pupils were filled with greed and excitement.
At this moment, even Mo Yu couldn't help but gasp.
What the hell is this?
The evil and ferocious aura sent chills down her spine.
Not to mention Wenlu.
At this time, she could feel that Wen Lu's thoughts had froze.
That evil aura came without warning.
It's like the feeling of the moment the guillotine falls on the guillotine.
The terrifying will suddenly came, violently impacting her soul, as if it had turned into a deep and dead tangible substance that enveloped her consciousness, and made her whole person fall into crazy suffocation.
At this time, although she was standing here, her mind was already blank, and her body was only left with instinctive physiological functions.
Mo Yu quietly watched the development of all this from Wen Lu's perspective.
If there is no other way, Wen Lu will be buried in the mouth of that terrible monster.
Well? Wrong.
Wen Lu didn't die?!
Just when Mo Yu reacted
A faint male voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"Huh? Is there a spore here that blossoms and bears fruit? ”
A low, beautiful voice slowly echoes in the dark and cool space.
At some point, a faint mist of blood rose around them.
A tall, dark red figure slowly walked out of the blood mist.
The man's face was snow-white, his face was handsome, and his black and red eyes were like deep black holes, and there was no reflection at all.
The long black hair hung down to the ground like a clump of seaweed, spreading to the surroundings, and the blood mist behind him rose and fell, forming a huge blood-colored vortex, like a passage to a foreign land.
The black and red eyes stared at the monster with interest.
The corners of the man's mouth were slightly hooked.
Talk to oneself.
"Yes, with such poor qualifications, it can still blossom and bear fruit, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy."
In Mo Yu's sight.
The monster after seeing the man.
Suddenly, he trembled, his expression stiffened, as if he had encountered a small beast of natural enemies, and he didn't dare to move.
When the other person's gaze falls on it.
The vertical pupils without any emotional fluctuations revealed fear.
It opened its mouth to scream, but with a bang, its body and the corpse beneath it turned into a mist of blood, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
And where it used to be.
A long black hair swayed slightly like a living thing, covered with a faint layer of blood, and slowly fell back to the back of the man's head.
A photo.
Then a powerful and strange monster vanished like that.
And all this is as easy as dusting off a speck of dust for men.
After doing all this, he turned to leave.
It's like a farmer picking fruits, finishing the finished business.
It's just that the moment he turned around, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
The man's black and red eyes looked over.
"Huh? There is still a fish that slipped through the net? ”
He was just about to make a move, and the long hair that fluttered slightly behind him was already poking out like a swift snake.
But suddenly stopped, and stood still in mid-air.
He seems to have discovered something.
The corners of his blood-red mouth rose slightly.
Said to himself.
"It turns out that it hasn't taken root yet, so let's raise it first, and it's not too late to pick the fruit when the melons are ripe and fall."
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