Chapter 12: The Power of God's Departure
With a terrifying muffled sound, the second aunt's rolling pin struck the back of Xiao He's head firmly.
There was a strong sense of frustration in his hand, and something spun out and crashed into the corner.
As soon as the second aunt lowered her head, the rolling pin was broken in two.
Such a strong wooden stick is actually broken, and its heart is ruthless and exterminating, which can be seen!
The second uncle also chuckled in his heart, and a strange fear rose in his heart, how could this old woman's strength be so great! I carefully recalled that since one day more than a month ago, she said that she wanted to find a hooligan to collect debts alone, and her personality has become extremely dark since she came back, not only her body is stiff, she is extremely irritable and irritable, and all her behavior is diametrically opposite to usual, which is extremely strange.
In addition, she took a normal amount of medicine before, Xiao He is afraid that she will die so much that she can't die anymore!
"Little things, you brought it on yourself. Wouldn't it be nice to say yes? It makes my mother work so hard...... You and that old thing, go to hell together!"
The second aunt's round eyes flashed with a strange and perverted light, the corners of her mouth were torn exaggeratedly, and she whispered softly against Xiao He's ear, unconsciously, the hair on her forehead had been stuck with sweat, looking quite decadent, but there was a terrifying resentment.
"Next, what should I do next?" the second uncle looked at Xiao He, who was motionless, and stammered.
"Chop it into sauce, make it into buns, send it to those who want debts tomorrow, and tell them that you have got the house. ”
The second aunt threw away the rolling pin in her hand, sat down easily, breathed a long sigh of relief, and stroked the sticky hair with her hands, as if everything in front of her was normal.
The second uncle was suddenly very afraid of his wife at this moment.
"Wrap into a bun?"
The second aunt slowly turned her head sideways, her face was expressionless, her eyes were straight and gloomy: "Why, don't you dare? It's just a dead person, and it's all come to this-"
"Hum hum hum ........"
Their words were suddenly interrupted by a low laugh.
The room fell into a dead silence.
The two stared in amazement at the source of that creepy laugh - it was Xiao He, who had long since died and could no longer die!
The laughter sounded very evil, full of violence and anger, as if it were a monster that had seen blood, and wanted to tear everyone in front of it apart at once!
Is it them...... Did they kill Grandma.......
Angry emotions gushed out, Xiao He's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to question, but when he reached his mouth, he laughed excitedly!
"Uh-huh-hmm...... Hahahaha....... "Xiao He, who should have died so much that he couldn't die anymore, laughed louder and louder, and the more he laughed, the crazier he became, he couldn't control his emotions, and let the uncontrollable madness surge wantonly.
He raised his head slowly, his white face had a very fierce expression, and a pair of blood-red eyes emitted a breathtaking killing intent and ruthlessness!
"How could it be........ how could it be ......."
The murderous second aunt was so frightened by Xiao He's strange appearance that she was incoherent, and she trembled and copied a kitchen knife from the room, pointed at Xiao He, who had already stood up and walked towards her slowly, and screamed: "Don't ...... Don't come here! You monster!
The second uncle was so frightened that he sat on the ground, crawled backwards, and muttered with a pale face: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, don't kill me..... don't kill me!"
Xiao He stood in front of his second aunt like a giant statue, completely blocking the light. In the wide black shadow cast by his back, the second aunt held the kitchen knife in both hands, trembling violently, her eyes cracked, and she shrank in the corner of the wall, she had no power to resist, and she didn't have the calmness and aura she had before!
Xiao He tilted his head, his eyes were a little playful and playful, as if he was enjoying the fear of the lost woman in front of him.
"Aren't you going to wrap me in a bun?"
Xiao He raised his chin, a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the aura around his body was awe-inspiring, and the woman who was already about to be frightened crazy was stuck in her neck by a blood-colored glimmer of anger, and slowly rose into the air!
Countless blood-colored qi swept in from all directions, from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the second aunt, she struggled in pain, kicked her feet wildly, the flesh and blood on her body gradually withered, and after a while, she lost her breath, almost turning into a dry corpse!
The blood-colored cyclone enveloped the two of them, like a blood-colored small thunderstorm cloud, and Xiao He's eyes in the center of the rain cloud were shining brightly, very terrifying!
He opened his arms comfortably, as if a thirsty traveler had encountered the sweet spring rain, gulping and greedily absorbing the red blood around him!
Ah....... blood...... It's blood!
The second uncle seemed to have fainted with fright.
"Giggles-" A strange throat rolling sound came from the mouth of the dying second aunt, Xiao He calmly put away his posture, and lazily raised his eyes to look at the half-dead man in front of him who kept shaking violently.
The second aunt kept shaking violently like a skinned snake, her eyes were rapidly engorged, her skin was rapidly decaying, and her throat made a terrifying "clucking" sound.
Xiao He saw several black lines as thin as hair floating behind her head, and as the black lines extended, Xiao He saw the source of the black lines - his heart moved slightly, it turned out to be the tall monster he had seen twice, holding a red oil-paper umbrella!
The other end of the thin line stretched into a large mouth of blood that was thick above the monster's head, and the blood basin was dripping down and dripping on the red oil-paper umbrella, which looked very strange.
Xiao He finally knew why this guy was always holding an umbrella.
The first time I saw this monster was at my grandmother's coffin. The second time was behind the second aunt.
Xiao He's mind was racing, and he had a guess inexplicably: Could it be that this guy would control the dead? When they first met them, they wanted to control their grandmother's body?
In that case, the second aunt is just a corpse manipulated by it!
Desecrating the dead, manipulating corpses to cause trouble in the world, must be monsters!
For some reason, Xiao He didn't feel the slightest fear at this time, and his chest was filled with a kind of blood and excitement about battle. He couldn't help but want to step forward and tear the demon and smash its slender neck!
The monster holding the red oil-paper umbrella seemed to feel Xiao He's turbulent battle intent, and slowly pointed at Xiao He with slender and pale, blood-red fingers, and the "second aunt" who had rotted to the point of not being able to look immediately screamed and pounced quickly!
Xiao He's eyes flashed with red light, not afraid at all, he let out a low cold snort in his throat, and then swung his fist to meet it!
Time slowed down.
Xiao He's fist was like a bamboo, invincible, with a cyclone formed by tearing the air, roaring and smashing towards the "second aunt", the fist had not yet touched the rotten flesh and blood, and the fierce blood-colored aura that wrapped the fist had already torn open her body.
With just one punch, this poor man who was manipulated by monsters, the undead who was desecrated by his body, was shattered in an instant!
The momentum of this punch was far from stopping, and the violent blood-colored energy rolled and swept around, like a hurricane of flames, directly blowing over the monster's red oil-paper umbrella with a strong momentum, and the hot anger ruthlessly burned his face full of strange mouths of different sizes, and the monster howled miserably, and then the skin turned over the meat roll, was burned into flying ashes, and dissipated in an instant!
In the middle of the sound, Xiao He maintained the action of punching and stood in place.
The blood color gradually faded from the bottom of his eyes, the violent anger gradually dissipated, and Xiao He's eyes returned to clarity.
He slowly withdrew his fist, looking at his hands with a complicated expression, everything in the room had been overturned by the energy he had released, and a large crater full of cracks appeared in the opposite wall, which was constantly falling a little dust and wall skin, and after a few moments, it finally collapsed with a few clattering cracking sounds.
The clear moonlight and inky blue night sky come into view as the collapsed walls come into view.
In the huge smoke and dust that rose from the masonry fell to the ground, a figure suddenly stood in the blur.
When the dust settled, Xiao He finally saw the figure in front of him clearly by the moonlight.
This person is quite slender and tall, with long black hair that reaches to his waist, and is wearing a black and red robe, with a gold mask on his face, and he cannot tell whether he is male or female.
The aura exuded by his body was like a piece of soft jade, exuding a soft and flat aura, blending with the surrounding night, as if he was a night elf, very mysterious.
But in the crowd, he is definitely the one who attracts the most attention.
"The extravagant corpse is a monster transformed by evil thoughts in the world. Use the treachery of resentment to control the dead to do evil, so that they can feed on evil thoughts and fears. ”
The mysterious man spoke indifferently, and his voice was as gentle as water, like the cry of a yellow bird and the tinkling of spring water.
It's a woman.
Xiao He felt familiar and relieved for no reason.
"I didn't expect you to release the Divine Separation Fire the next day, which was really beyond my expectations. But be careful not to let others know that God is away from you. In addition, you can't fully control the Divine Separation Orb right now, and the Divine Separation Demon Qi emitted from your body will continue to attract monsters, so be more careful. ”
Xiao He was dumbfounded.
What is she talking about?
"Who are you? Why are you here? What happened to me? What is God's departure?"
Xiao He held back for a long time, and finally poured out all the questions in his mind.
The mysterious man was silent, and Xiao He couldn't guess her expression hidden under the mask.
"The Three Realms Supreme Treasure Demon Bead has been a token of the Lord of the Demon Realm for thousands of years. ”
Xiao He's mind was blank, this mysterious girl spit lotus flowers in her mouth, and spoke with great ease, but she avoided the important and light, spoke with a preface that did not match the afterword, opened her mouth and closed her mouth about the Three Realms Demon Realm, completely ignoring whether she could understand it or not.
Xiao He's memory gradually revived a little, and he recalled that when he was a child, he seemed to have heard stories about the Three Realms often.........
Behind the golden mask, the mysterious voice said softly:
"The wheel of fate has begun to turn, as the fifth apostle of Tianyan, the fate of the Three Realms is in your hands!"
When Xiao He heard these words, his heart was shocked, the fifth apostle of Tianyan, this is not the words he saw on that parchment?
A wave of dizziness hit, Xiao He couldn't stand anymore, and fainted on the ground again.
The mysterious man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and muttered, "It seems that it is still too weak, and this level of divine separation fire can't stand it." Haven't you fully awakened?......... My Son?"
Sensing a slight movement, the mysterious man dodged and disappeared in place.
"I'll come back to you again. ”
A long, rich fragrance is left in the air.
On the chaotic ground, Xiao He, who was left on the ground, rolled his eyes, and the second uncle in the room who was trembling with his knees shivering.