Under the cover of the night, the extreme killing was rampant, but it was just an ordinary mortal sword, like an ancient divine soldier under the extreme speed of the blood god, unstoppable.

The blood god seemed to have turned into blood-colored lightning, and his body moved slightly, and more than a dozen people must have fallen.

And after death, the blood of the whole body is pulled out by an unknown force, staining the sky red.

After the blood god killed all the people, the blood that wriggled in the sky and seemed to have vitality again seemed to have found a home, wrapping the blood god from all directions.

Soon, all the blood was absorbed, the blood god's injuries slowly healed, and the momentum was also increasing step by step, and the killing speed was further accelerated.

Even those so-called innate martial artists are only one enemy in the hands of the Blood God, weak as a newborn baby, and have no power to resist.

Even the moon in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, hazy, and bleak.

The ruthless killing of the night has been continuing, no one can stop it, and when the smell of blood is rampant, far away from the Flying Fish Village, Zi Ling, who is admiring the stars, can't help but shiver and feel the cold.

Zi Ling also felt very strange, obviously the heat in the air had not completely cooled, and the clothes on her body were not thin, why did she still feel cold?

The inexplicable purple spirit couldn't get rid of the inexplicable cold, and the time was late, so he walked down the ladder to the eaves.

......

A sharp sword light flashed, and a small red mark appeared on Zi Ling's neck.

Zi Ling watched as his blood was drained, turning into a blood-red blood snake, winding towards the man in front of him who was covered by a blood robe.

Losing the support of life, Zi Ling's body slowly softened, but a pair of eyes had not lost their spirituality, with the color of life, staring straight at the reckless sky.

"Am I really going to die?"

"But what about Grandpa? That demon probably won't let Grandpa go!"

"What does death look like? Will it be terrible, or will it be with my father and mother forever?"

"It's just a pity that I will never see my big brother again, I want to see him again!

"If my eldest brother saw me gone, he would be very sad, but I could no longer comfort him by his side!"

"It is said that time can erase everything, so will I be completely forgotten by my big brother with the passage of time?"

At that moment, countless complicated thoughts flashed in Zi Ling's mind, a pair of big eyes were hazy and blurred, and countless images from the bottom of his heart appeared in those pupils.

"By the way, I remember the big brother said that he likes to look at the smile, if my departure will make him sad, then will my smile make him feel better?"

The last bit of strength, with the last bit of regret, the incomparably complex pupils gently closed the eyes, taking away the last bit of brilliance.

At the same time, the delicate little face slowly spreads from the cherry lips, and the faint and beautiful smile slowly spreads, which is the last smile condensed by life, pouring the most sincere and pure love, showing a beautiful smile.

The hand that clung to the bracelet made of silver that Ling Lonely had given him never relaxed, and it kept clutching so tightly, and it became tighter and tighter, until the arm lost all its vitality, became stiff, and became stiff, and the hand never let go, because that was the last source of courage for her in the face of the unknown.

Quietly frowning, the blood god's footsteps that had not stopped finally came to a moment after absorbing the blood of the purple spirit.

After the purple spirit's blood was like his body, the blood god felt a strange feeling, as if he was entangled in something disgusting, which made him feel a little uncomfortable all over his body.

However, the blood god who had just absorbed a large amount of blood did not notice anything abnormal, and he obviously did not feel anything abnormal in the blood of the purple spirit, just like ordinary blood.

If someone used this little girl specifically against him, poisoning her blood and then letting him absorb it, he could detect it almost when the blood touched his skin.

The blood god has been inherited for 10,000 years, and the cognition of blood has reached the peak level, and there is no one who understands the mystery better than them!

However, the purple spirit made him not perceive any abnormal blood, and after he absorbed it, it made him start to feel very uncomfortable.

There is no actual harm, it is just a feeling, a feeling that is extremely uncomfortable.

The Blood God shook his head, trying to drive out the uncomfortable weird feeling.

He looked at Zi Ling again, his delicate and beautiful face was extremely pale, but there was a faint smile on his lips, his white fingers were grasping something tightly, as if he was holding the last hope, the purple dress with Zi Ling's appearance was indeed a complete beauty embryo!

Beauty is not important in the eyes of the Blood God, no matter how beautiful Zi Ling is, in his eyes it is just a red-faced skeleton, fleeting, he only focuses on strength!

He didn't want to know what Zi Ling was holding tightly in his hand, in fact, he had seen many people who always had some sustenance when they were dying.

It's just that the faint smile on Zi Ling's lips made him a little surprised, it's not that he hasn't seen people who die laughing, but there is definitely not a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl among them. Aren't thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls all terrified and terrified in the face of death? Why is this little girl in front of her exception?

There was a sound in the room, and the blood god's gaze turned, and the figure moved again.

In just the blink of an eye, the Blood God killed Zihu in the room and absorbed his blood.

Zihu's dried blood also made him feel not very good, because of old age and being devoured by the blood demon insects, the energy contained in Zihu's blood was too little, and if Zihu was allowed to live a year or two under Ling Lone's prescription, he could almost restore a normal blood source.

Zi Ling's blocking and his stunned were only a short time, after all, he had a lot of people to kill, and he was in a hurry, so when Zi Hu found out about his appearance and wanted to come out, it was only a matter of moments before he killed Zi Ling.

Both of them gave him a not-so-good feeling in a row, and the Blood God stayed in the courtyard of the Zi Ling family for a while.

Looking at the purple spirit who fell to the ground and lost his life again, the hoarse voice of the blood god muttered, "What a strange two!"

The reason why the Blood God appeared in the Purple Spirit House was also because he was chasing some martial artists who had fled to the Rainy Hazy Mountain and sensed the breath of life nearby halfway.

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