Chapter 142: Paper Tiger
This deviation, with a fatal blow, misses the heart and passes through the chest.
And the man also swung his knife and slashed at Weng Ran, Weng Ran pulled out the sound of death, raised his hand to block back, but the other party made a false move, the person had already retreated, and a few flashing people had disappeared behind a few stone statues.
With a sound of death, the blood stains on it were thrown away, and when it turned again, it had changed back to the appearance of a dagger.
Weng Ran stared at the place where the man disappeared, his strength was good, but Weng Ran was confident that if he really wanted to fight, he would definitely be the one who was alive.
It's just that what the hell is this, the eight stone statues, they are very different, and the pool of blood, the heartless corpses that are tied, and the corpses everywhere......
was pondering, suddenly turned around, the dagger in his hand cut through the sky and shot towards the back of the blood pool, and saw a messy head popping up there I don't know when, after seeing the dagger, his eyes were so frightened that his eyes widened, and his sallow face completely lost his blood, "Don't, don't kill me, I, I'm a disciple of Wuge, don't kill me......"
When the man begged for mercy, the dagger had already come in front of him, so frightened that his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground, the dagger grazed the top of his head, cut off a strand of hair, and then went around and returned to Weng Ran's hand for a turn.
The man was frightened, and before he could get up from the ground, his eyes flickered, and there was already one more person beside him, blocking the light of the sky and casting a shadow.
"I, don't, I'm not ......"
The man panicked, anxiously bit out the blood from his tongue, stared at the dagger against his neck, didn't dare to speak, only looked at Weng Ran pitifully.
"Three sentences, make it clear, otherwise, die. ”
The man blinked, and quickly opened his mouth, but he didn't speak, and saw that after he took a deep breath, he showed a thoughtful look, and only after a while did he speak, "There is something secretly collecting blood, and everyone is afraid of killing each other and bleeding to collect, I have injuries on my body, and I have no ill will towards you." ”
After he finished speaking, he looked at Weng Ran with an expression of "you believe me".
But the other party didn't move and didn't speak, which made his heart rise little by little.
Weng Ran considered his words, the blood collected should be the ones in the blood pool, the blood pool is not small, almost full, it seems that a lot of blood has been released.
But why cannibalistic bloodletting?
This person said that he was afraid, then he said that they couldn't do anything with what they were secretly doing, but they were also involved in bloodletting, which means that the blood in the blood pool will collapse when it reaches a certain amount or this space will crumble, or they can leave this space, but where does this information come from?
In a blink of an eye, it fell on the man who was in a cold sweat, and after the other party fell to the ground, his left leg curled up slightly, and there was an injury, but this injury was nothing.
"Name?"
The man who finally waited for her to speak, when he reached the heart of his throat, he put it back little by little, and swallowed his saliva with a grunt, "My name is Yan Xiafei." ”
"Now let's start detailing what you know. ”
Yan Xiafei wanted to nod her head in agreement, but just as she was about to move, she saw the dagger on her neck, and this time she remembered this stubble, "That, this, this senior sister, this dagger, can you ......?"
As the dagger was withdrawn, Yan Xiafei let out a long breath and got up from the ground, a little high and low shoulders, Weng Ran glanced at his left leg, and it was really injured.
"I don't know the specifics, I came here with five of my fellow disciples, and when I came, there were already a lot of dead people here, and at first it was nothing, but ......," he said, his face became more and more ugly, and it seemed that he was really frightened.
"But suddenly a fellow was dragged here, and he was tied to the corpse in the pool of blood......" Yan Xiafei said and glanced at the corpse in the pool of blood, shivered all over her body, and then quickly twisted her head back.
"After being tied up, his body didn't know what was cut open, and the blood flowed out, and we went to save it, but we couldn't enter the pool of blood, so we watched him die of blood. ”
Yan Xiafei wiped the corners of her moist eyes, "Of course this is not the most terrifying, then people's ways of dying began to change, their heads were suddenly pinched and exploded, their limbs were suddenly pinched and exploded, and even their stomachs were suddenly broken, in short, the death was very miserable, we, we don't even know who the person who did it is!"
Weng Ran looked at Yan Xiafei, who was trembling, and it seemed that he was really frightened.
Yan Xiafei paused for a long time before continuing, "I don't know if it was the first group of people to come, one of them suddenly said that the blood on the ground had flowed into the blood pool, and we found out that there was really more blood in the blood pool, and when I first came, the blood was only up to the waist of the corpse, and now it is almost to the chest." ”
Yan Feixia was already clenching her fists, and there was ruthlessness and hatred in her expression, "It's that person, that person said that as long as the blood reaches the chest of the corpse and fills the gap in the heart, all this will be over." ”
Weng Ran glanced at it, there was a thin line between the blood and the gap, and it was estimated that as long as one more person's blood was put in, it would be almost the same.
"At first, people were hesitant, but then they couldn't bear the pressure, and after someone did it, it couldn't be stopped. He hung his head heavily and looked ugly, "My injuries were also injured by others at that time." ”
"Is the person who brought this up still alive?"
Yan Feixia raised her head suddenly, her eyes looked at the stone statues, her eyes were full of hatred and fear, "That, that person, the person who attacked you just now is him, this senior sister, why are you looking at me like this?"
Yan Feixia stepped back in fear, staring at Weng Ran vigilantly.
"If you say so much, you are not afraid that I will bleed you. ”
Yan Feixia's face changed dramatically in an instant, and she stepped back again, her hand holding the sword secretly moved forward, and she was so nervous that she couldn't speak for a while.
Weng Ran slowly took a step forward, her footsteps fell, Yan Feixia also fell to the ground, pulled out the sword with shaking hands, and lay it in front of her, "You, don't come here, I'...... I'm not afraid of you!"
Weng Ran squinted at him, she didn't mean that she was deliberately scaring him, but she really had this plan, if according to him, it was too dangerous here, and it would be dangerous to stay for a while, so this method might as well give it a try, there are so many people dead here, and there is not much of this one.
When she hesitated, Yan Feixia was afraid of the end but let it go, shouted and stood up from the ground, swung her sword and stabbed at Weng Ran, "I'm not afraid of you!
The anger he worked hard to make was nothing more than a paper tiger for Weng Ran.
The dagger was blocked at will, and as soon as he raised his foot and kicked his abdomen, Yan Feixia fell and squatted again, which was still a bit of strength for Weng Ran.
The courage she mustered was kicked away, Yan Xiafei no longer resisted, closed her eyes, and lay on her back on the spot, "You kill me, if I can save your life, I can also be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good." ”
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