"There are two reasons, one of which is that I want to ask my father personally!"

Nalan Yanrong let out a sigh of relief, relaxed her whole body, walked up to Nalan Sheng, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Father, why didn't you send me away when I was a child?" Is that what you call it possible to do it in the future? ”

Originally, Nalan Sheng was broken by the witch and the bones of his whole body, and he was already discouraged, and he didn't want to do any more struggle, when he heard Nalan Yanrong's words, Nalan Sheng's eyes were cracked, and his eyes were round, but then he became a little scared and said in disbelief: "You, how do you know?" ”

"I heard it with my own ears!"

"No, it can't be! You weren't even a year old then, and I never told anyone about that again! ”

"What!"

"How is this possible!" Nalan Yanrong and Nalan Sheng fell into a chaotic world at the same time, a child less than a year old could understand the words, and after remembering it for so long, the scene in Nalan Yanrong's mind turned out to be a real thing! Why does this scene keep repeating itself in my head? Why?

Others didn't understand it very well, and they didn't pay much attention to it, and the witch demon was even more so, he quietly came behind Nalan Yanrong and asked gloomily: "Little girl, what is the other reason?" ”

Everything is true! Nalan Yanrong has infinite sorrow in her heart, what can she do? Can you also teach your own biological father? The arrival of the witch turned Nalan Yanrong's pain into anger, she turned around and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said word by word: "It, two, for, for, kill, you!" ”

"Hahaha!"

The entire hall was filled with the unbridled laughter of the witch, and he didn't know what this little second-order void warrior had the ability to dare to say such a big thing.

Nalan Yanrong quickly squatted down, punched the ground, and shouted, "Floating Tower!" ”

Nalan Yanrong's third ability, the Illusion Floating Tower, this blow drained all the qi and blood in her body, leaving only the minimum to ensure the survival cycle of the body, and it was uncontrollable, it could only circulate and operate naturally, and the rest was all replaced by the power of this move.

Nalan Yanrong's sudden movement aroused the vigilance of the witch, and he wanted to kill her quickly, but found that his body had no strength!

The entire lobby has not changed, and Nalan Yanrong has not changed, but the witch demon is full of qi and blood as if it has been emptied, his body is tightly pressed together, and he involuntarily walks forward, and a small tower appears in the lobby or darkly, and he can't see how many floors he can't see clearly, and there are many transparent villains floating outside the windows of the tower, very thin, like pieces of paper, vying to drill into the tower.

The witch was terrified, this sight had never been seen before, what was it? Everything is both real and unreal, and I know that I am trapped in an unreal world, but I am also conditioned by it.

After Nalan Yanrong made this move, her qi and blood were consumed too much, and she couldn't even control her body, so she squatted on the ground.

The witch wanted to kill Nalan Yanrong, but his body walked towards the small tower on the other side, he didn't know what this small tower was for, what it would be like after entering, but he must not go in.

The witch desperately urged his qi and blood, struggling to control his body, but this body seemed to be someone else, ignoring him at all!

"No, no, I don't want to go in!" The witch shouted in a panic.

Suddenly, everything dissipated, the tower disappeared, and the witch's body was able to move.

A lapis dagger slipped through the witch before he could act, slicing his tendons.

"Ahh

Without waiting for him to grab Qiao Bei under his feet, a giant hammer four or five meters wide fell from the sky, and the witch had no time to hide, so he could only subconsciously raise his hand to block.

Qiao Bei dodged, the giant hammer fell, Zhang Wen forcibly summoned the giant hammer, the qi and blood in his body were empty, and he was unable to control his body.

"Click!"

The bones of the witch's right hand and arm were shattered, and in the pause, he dodged out, and a large hole was smashed into the ground.

The witch's bones were loose, his muscles were strained, his hamstrings were broken, and the speed he had just been at was no longer able to exert himself.

Qiao Bei quickly stabbed the witch from behind, the witch moved slightly, his whole body creaked, the pain was unbearable, he couldn't help but slow down half a beat, was stabbed in the shoulder by a sword, and then kicked the door in the middle, turned around twice, and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Crunch!

The witch's blood was chaotic, his hamstrings were cut, his body was sore, and he was almost unable to fight again.

At this time, a familiar voice in his heart remembered, "How is it?" Give me your body! Otherwise, if you don't want to save your life, they are all going to kill you, and I can help you kill them! ”

The witch was angry with horror, this voice appeared many years ago, and it has been tempting him with powerful power, and the speed of surpassing the limit before is also the power of the owner of this voice, not the witch's own ability, but what does this voice want his body to do, can he still come back after giving it?

He has never dared to, but is there still a choice for him in this situation? If you give, life and death are unknown, and if you don't give it, you will definitely die!

"Okay, I'll give it to you, just to live!"

The witch saw that Qiao Bei was approaching him, and finally made a decision, he surrendered, surrendered to the voice in his body.

In an instant, a stream of blood from nowhere rushed in the witch's body, and a huge force was vented to all around, and before Qiao Bei could get close, he was shocked and flew out.

"Poof!" Qiao Bei was rushed head-on by the huge pressure, spurting a large mouthful of blood, and watched the witch explode incredulously, "Impossible, what kind of power is this"

The witch's face flashed a bewitching red light, and an aura of terror from the ancient filled the entire hall.

The witch's eyes turned dark red, his face distorted, his bones softened, his muscles and muscles under his skin slowly melted and then filled with blood, and a monster was slowly wriggling and forming.

"No, no, no, no, I regret it, I don't want it, give it to you, my body, no, no, don't ..........................."

The power contained in this blood is extremely domineering, and the witch cannot resist it at all, just like a dam that has burst its banks, and the blood gushing out can no longer be stopped.

Feeling all this, the witch gained true consciousness for the first time in hundreds of years, and he finally knew why he kept sucking blood! Why do you suddenly learn to be greedy? Why are your own behavior getting more and more quirky! Why is there a strong sense of excitement when killing someone! Why can't you use any abilities as a void person? Why did you become like this person, not a ghost, not a ghost! Why is your consciousness getting more and more blurred!

Because "it" wants blood, "it" will be greedy, "it" is quirky, "it" likes to kill, "it" does not like those "abilities", "it" prefers the way it is, "it" is becoming more and more conscious.

It's all because of it!

A chance encounter hundreds of years ago, an incredible experience, a strange drop of blood!

The witch was still very young at that time, and when he heard that there was a divine object in the canyon, he went to explore the treasure with dozens of friends, and there were many other people who searched for the treasure, and launched an extremely fierce battle, and the witch demon relied on his strong martial arts talent and his friends to win the final victory and get the artifact.

At the bottom of the canyon, whose name had been forgotten, everyone saw the treasure known as the "immortal artifact", a dried corpse, the whole skin tightly attached to the bones, and the phalanges of the dried corpse were deeply inserted into the heart, as if they had ended their own lives.

Why this dried corpse is called an immortal artifact, everyone doesn't know, they don't know what effect it has, and just as they were about to take it back for study, the dried corpse actually moved!

The trembling corpse chased a few people frantically, biting the neck, sucking blood, the speed and power of the corpse was extremely powerful, and he easily killed five people, the witch and the rest of the people smashed the corpse to pieces with all their might, and after the corpse was completely destroyed, when everyone was frightened and gasped for breath, a drop of blood flew out of the skeleton of the corpse and shot straight into the witch's body.

The witch noticed the blood rushing into his body, but he didn't say anything, he thought that this blood was the real immortal artifact, that "it" gave the dried corpse power, and that the witch wanted to take "it" for himself.

In the days after leaving the canyon, the witch found a place to concentrate on martial arts, hoping to learn the secret of the immortal artifact, but the blood seemed to have disappeared in the body, and nothing changed, and the witch gradually gave up, thinking that this was just a vision between heaven and earth.

More than a year later, the witch had an argument with a friend who had participated in the treasure hunt and killed him by mistake, and then the witch killed dozens of friends who survived the treasure hunt one after another, and the cause was nothing more than some trivial things.

The witch seemed to have forgotten that they were his friends, seemed to have forgotten why he wanted to kill them, and just passively carried it out, and his consciousness and behavior became strange.

Year after year, witches kill more and more people, some for a reason, some don't, and for some reason, witches seem to have become unaware of themselves, is they still themselves?

When the witch lived to be one hundred and fifty years old, he was a little sober, why didn't he recuperate, but his body was still strong and not deformed?

The witch suddenly remembered the drop of blood in his body, could this be the effect of the immortal artifact? The witch even rejoiced for a while, but he was not fully awake, he did not realize the changes and killing habits of himself over the years.

After many years, after a murder, the witch demon had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to taste the most fragrant delicacy in the world, and then every time he killed someone, he sucked the blood of that person, and gradually learned a kind of martial art - greed.

Hundreds of years have passed, and bloodsucking has changed from a pleasure to a task, a task that has to be completed, and if you don't suck blood for a day, the witch will fall into a riot, or the pain will be unbearable, or directly insane, and the amount of blood sucking will become larger and larger, from one person to ten, from a hundred to a thousand.

In the past two days, the Qilin Sect has just begun to arrest so many people, and it used to be a small batch of arrests, but now thousands of people are missing a day, what does this mean?

It means that the Five Holy Lands will learn about this sooner or later, and most of the punishments for those who violate their regulations are - kill!

The witch has lived for hundreds of years, he has achieved immortality, and may even never die, he doesn't want to give up this gift from God, so he wants to find some way to quit the bloodsucking "disease", and the Quanwuguan of the Quanwumen seems to have some special abilities, so he joins forces with Ye Cangshan and prepares to completely understand the secret.

It's just that now he is worse than death!

Blood completely dominates every part of his body, even his consciousness, his entire consciousness.

Although the witch is afraid of death, he knows what the appearance of "it" means, the whole world, the entire land of Kyushu will fall into boundless darkness, and perhaps death is the best way out than being occupied by "it".

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Can't let it out! ”