The night was cool and dark. The moon was obscured by clouds, and there were no lights that stood in the way.

But if you think about it, it's a poor slum. Every copper plate here is precious, and the lamp oil needs to be bought by the wonderful Brother Kong Fang.

At the end of the ugly time, at the beginning of the Yin time, the clouds cover the moon, it is really a good time to kill.

The air was slightly cool, the night was dim, He Shang held the unsheathed sword, stood on top of the weeds, and looked up at the night.

"It's a good time," he said. ”

One hand holds a sword, the other is free. And He Shang reached into his arms with the hand that was not holding the sword, and took out a familiar cloth belt.

(You're a monk now, you can't be so dirty.) ）

He Shang put the sword back into his waist and said, "Then what do you say?"

(Huh.) The flesh on the back of his hand squirmed, the fine veins tore open the skin, the dark red granes ripped open the muscles with mucus, and a demon pupil appeared here with an amber glow.

(Boy, you can't go on.) Well, even I can't stand it anymore. ）

The Demon Pupil Sue appeared with a slightly happy gaze, and it knew what kind of happy story would happen for the rest of the time.

"I think it's good. He Shang said, and then he was about to tie the cloth tape to his face.

The cloth band is stained with pale yellow traces and cannot be washed off. Speaking of which, this cloth belt also followed him for a while, and He Shang remembered that he had tied this bandage on his first hunt.

(Na Na Na, don't you want to experience that feeling of blood vessels storming again?, that ability to turn blood vessels into swords?)

He Shang paused, and after a slight pause, he said to the amber demon pupils, "Do you mean that time?"

The battle with the immortal cultivator Tang Yu, He Shang still thinks about it is very incredible.

Flesh and blood are reborn, a sword is born in the hand, and the severed limbs are reconnected...... This is like the image of an immortal in He Shang's mind.

But in the time that followed, He Shang wanted to urge vascularization to make a sword again, but it always ended in failure.

The last one shimmered with amber light, and the demon pupil laughed loudly.

(Any ability requires training to master.) Well, I'll use those cuties in your body to put on your makeup first. Haha, it's a beautiful and handsome outfit. ）

The last one smirked in He Shang's mind, and then it began to act.

The face is itchy, itchy. He Shang felt that his face was itchy, like countless insects wriggling under his skin, twisting and drilling indiscriminately. If He Shang had a mirror, or was next to a water source that reflected his face, he would be able to see what he was now.

One after another, slender blood vessels burrow out from under the skin of the face, and the blood flows out and is sucked by the blood vessels. Like leeches, like earthworms, they burrow out of their bodies, stretch their bodies, and then pierce their skin from another place.

Blood flowed out, but it didn't drip out. Because greedy blood vessels will not let go of this delicacy.

After a moment, He Shang could feel the strangeness on his face stop.

He reached out and stroked it, feeling a dense foreign object the size of a small fingernail. Irregular, randomly distributed, like a bloody scab to the touch, very rough feeling.

Like fish scales, the palm is the size of a small fingernail shell, and a large piece of foreign matter is densely packed. He Shang felt as if he had changed.

He Shang wanted to ask the end again, but time waited for no one.

At the end of the ugly time, at the beginning of the Yin time, when people sleep the most deeply, they are the most good at killing.

Time can't wait, He Shang can't wait any longer, he must act immediately.

This action was purely an act of outrage. But He Shang just wanted to kill these guys with his own hands and kill these guys who stood by and watched.

He's better than those guys, so he has the right to let them die.

The bandages were also wrapped around twice at random, and even though he had changed his appearance now, he wanted to wrap the bandages a few times. The reason for this is very simple, a sense of reassurance.

Otherwise, He Shang could actually change his appearance through the disguise ability at the beginning, instead of wrapping a few bandages.

The wind blew and the clouds moved, and the moon was no longer covered. The night moon also adds moonlight, which only increases the brightness.

Illuminated by the cold silver moonlight, the strange man with the sword at his waist walked towards the sleeping residential area.

He Shang took advantage of this convenient night, bypassed a few pieces of rocks and debris, and walked to the door of a remote family.

There are three members of this family, two large and one small, one male, one female, and a snotty male baby with yellow hair.

It seems that the woman is still pregnant? He Shang recalled the memories of the past.

The air was cold, and it was tight. He Shang shook his head and drove the superfluous thoughts out of his mind.

What about pregnant women? A sword down will only add an unborn life.

He Shangke didn't plan to engage in any benevolence. Be soft-hearted? Then give him a reason!

Opening up the thoughts in his heart, He Shang looked at the wooden door in front of him. A large wooden door that looked thick and sturdy, but in fact, it couldn't withstand He Shang's kick.

There was silence for another moment, and He Shang thought about it towards the door. A sharp kick is the next step, and it is the easiest to startle the snake. So we have to do something else.

The man-eating beast looked at the gate, the thick texture, the heavy wooden veins, the gray and black color, and it looked like it had been used for a long time.

He Shang thought about it for a while and came up with a very interesting idea. And then he followed suit.

The sound of fingers and heavy wooden doors hitting each other.

One, two, three, and finally there was a rushing man's voice inside.

"Who?

"Open the door! There's something going on over there! The boss tells you to come. ”

He Shang had lived in this area for a while, so he naturally knew something about the residents here.

For example, this man is obviously a burden-bearer, but secretly he is mixed with some dirty things.

There was a man's voice, then a woman's voice, and then a man and a woman spoke a few rough words. It roughly means that the husband comforts his wife, don't worry, and so on.

He Shang was not in a hurry, but continued to bang on the door.

"What's the fight? ”

The man inside said this, and he seemed worried about waking up the baby's sleep at home.

He Shang didn't continue to slap because of this, and waited quietly with peace of mind.

Footsteps entered, followed by the clattering sound of the doorpost.

Don't wait. He Shang stood at the door, waiting, waiting for the door to be opened from the inside.

The pillars of the door were kicked open, the door was opened, and the man in a hurry opened the two doors. He looked in a hurry, his clothes were untidy, and his trouser belts were not fastened.

He cursed, and there was anger on his rough face. Then he saw He Shang, and his face suddenly changed.

Just as he was about to shout and ask what the hell was going on with this suspicious bandaged face, a hand grabbed him by the throat.

He heard the sound of his neck being twisted. There seemed to be a little panic and anger on his face, and his body went limp.

He Shang put the corpse aside, drew his sword from his waist, and walked straight into the house.

The entrance to the gate is a hall, and there are clay statues of gods and incense ashes.

He Shang ignored this and walked directly into the bedroom.

He saw the woman with the big belly, and the woman saw him. She seemed to want to shout something, but she didn't have time.

Straight stab, rushing in. Seeing that woman, she swung her sword and slashed directly, and a head fell to the ground.

Ignoring the corpse that was still twitching, He Shang stabbed straight out with a sword, nailing a boy who woke up from sleep to the wooden bed.

The sword pierced through the throat and nailed to the plank of the bed. At first the boy squirmed a few times, but then he stopped moving.

He Shang drew his sword and swung it horizontally, and a small head was cut off.

"It's not refreshing enough. ”

He Shang looked at this tragic situation and commented so.

The goal of his operation was to vent. So since it's venting, it must be refreshing.

After wiping the blood from the sword with the quilt on the wooden bed, He Shang abandoned the slaughtered family and walked to another place.

It's still a long time, so take your time.

A certain demon pupil looked at its host, then smiled.

Three balls of light, imperceptible to the naked eye, were captured by the end and incorporated into He Shang's body.

Flesh Essence is outdated and needs additional nutritional supplements. It's like when you are a baby you drink milk and when you grow up, you have to eat.

Kill, kill, and eat!