Su Ji cut the blood vessels in his wrist with a sheep's horn dagger, and blood flowed down his palm to his fingers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the Thousand-Faced Monkey Group saw him cut his wrists, they thought that he was looking for a short time, and said in an excited tone:

"It seems...... You've finally figured it out......"

"Come on...... Die with us......"

Su Jijian's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, his hand twisted a sword finger, his blood turned into mist and rose, and the red mist between his fingers steamed.

The Thousand-Faced Monkeys suddenly felt a fierce killing intent, and their eyes were full of fierce light. More than a dozen thousand-faced monkeys, some tall and some short, old and young, pounced on Su Ji together!?

The red blood mist condensed into a Tai Chi pattern in the air, and the "Imperial Array" of the blood array had been formed, instantly blocking all the thousand-faced monkeys rushing over!

Many monkeys failed to attack, and they were swept away by the blood mist, one by one, they were shocked, scratching their ears and cheeks, and their distorted faces were crying for a while, laughing for a while, and constantly changing their expressions.

At this moment, Su Ji suddenly found that the light of the lotus seed in his arms was getting weaker and weaker, and unconsciously, his eyes fell into a dimness. He felt an unusually eerie feeling. In the blink of an eye, all the thousand-faced monkeys in front of him disappeared, and even the fox was gone.

In the dimness, Su Ji could hear his own rapid gasps.

There was nothing but deathly silence in my ears.

Su Ji wanted to shout, but his throat couldn't make any sound. A strong fear haunted him, prompting him to take a few steps backwards, his back hitting a soft object. Immediately after, a hand patted him on the shoulder, and a fishy smell wafted over.

He slowly turned his head and found an arm on his shoulder. The scary thing is that there is no one behind him, only one arm, a severed arm, still ticking and bleeding. The arm was obviously detached from the body, but the remaining five fingers were still wriggling strangely.

Although Su Ji had experienced many life and death disasters, encountering such a strange scene in such a dark situation still made his heart furious. He used a lot of effort to finally tear the arm off his shoulder.

"Give me back my arm ......"

Suddenly, a man's deep voice came from front of him, and it was a familiar voice.

Su Ji raised his head suddenly, and suddenly stared at him, only to see a fat man standing in front of him. This fat man is none other than Wang Laoqian, the first splasher of the former dynasty song.

"It's really a narrow road!" Su Ji snorted and said, "You are pretending to be a ghost, you are here to seek revenge on me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Laoqian suddenly disappeared without a trace. Immediately afterwards, the severed arm that Su Ji had just ripped off suddenly moved on its own, strangling his neck tightly, and the force became heavier and heavier. He poked the hand with the dagger as hard as he could, until the flesh was blurred, and the hand let go, clicked, and fell to the ground.

Su Ji breathed a sigh of relief, tentatively took a few steps forward, and stepped on a hard thing under his feet, making a "click" sound. The hard touch runs down the soles of your feet and up to the bottom of your heart. He took a deep breath and looked down to pick up the object, revealing that it was a bronze fox mask.

This mask looks extremely familiar, a bit like the one he used to wear in the Qingling Temple, but it is subtly different.

"Whirling Spirit Pavilion Master!" a hoarse voice came from the mask.

Su Ji trembled in shock, and in a panic, he didn't hold it in his hand, and the bronze mask fell directly to the ground.

"Bang dang!"

The bronze mask emits ethereal words!

Su Ji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, recalling that it was Moshu's voice.

Leaning less, Moshu's voice came out of the mask again:

"I treat you well, why do you want to steal the old man's Pure World Blue Lotus!

Moshu's voice seemed to come from far away, and there was endless resentment in his tone.

It's an illusion, right?

Calm down!

Su Ji reminded herself. He kicked the mask away, collected his thoughts, and continued to grope his way. Soon he heard strange noises again, but this time he didn't look back.

This time it was the sound of footsteps alone, very slowly.

He gritted his teeth and quickened his pace to continue walking, but instead of moving away, the footsteps behind him became clearer and clearer.

Strange footsteps followed him like a shadow. Gradually, one person's footsteps gradually became two.

Su Ji held his breath, his whole body was on guard, and he felt that there were two people behind him, who were approaching him directly.

"Master!"

That's the sound of a wolf like a flower!

Su Ji stopped suddenly. He gritted his teeth, turned his head, and saw two people.

One is a flower like a wolf, and the other is his biological father.

"Master...... I hate you so much!" Hua Ruwolf's expression did not show a trace of resentment, but was as wooden as a dead man.

Hua Tu'er was also expressionless, her head was motionless, and she only moved her mouth to make a sound: "Brother Ji...... I die for you...... You didn't take care of my father...... And watching my son die in front of you......"

After the two of them said these words, their bodies gradually melted, and finally turned into a pool of blood.

Su Ji's eyes widened, although he knew that it was an illusion, but the guilt in his heart still overwhelmed him. He subconsciously stepped forward, only to see a red figure slowly rising from the blood water. Seeing that person, Su Ji's eyes suddenly ignited with anger. It was none other than Jiang Xuan, who killed his apprentice.

Jiang Xuan stared at Su Ji and sneered: "Qiu, you can't repay it in this life, but it's a pity that you don't have the next life." ”

Su Ji just clenched his fists, and suddenly a cold voice came from behind him:

"Give back my master's life!"

As he spoke, Su Ji suddenly felt that his chest was pierced by a sword, and the blood in his whole body seemed to stop flowing. He slowly lowered his head and saw a peachwood sword piercing out of his heart!

At this moment, he realized that it was Mu Lingyu's voice just now.

He slowly looked back, and instead of seeing Mu Lingyu, he saw a handsome boy in green clothes.

The boy in Tsing Yi was not so much standing as floating, because his feet did not hit the ground, or he could not see clearly at all.

Su Ji took a closer look and found that he was the former son of good fortune.

"Have you forgotten our bet, I will wait for you in Zhou Du Ho Kyung in a year, and if you can't kill me by then, you will take your beloved things...... It seems that the time is now. ”

With that, the good fortune boy took a step to the side gracefully, and a girl in a pothos shirt appeared behind him.

Su Ji's eyes suddenly widened, and he found that it was actually Lin Zi, who had been missing for many years!

At this moment, those memories that were buried deep in his heart flashed through his mind like a marquee.

A night of spring night dreams without a trace.

Everything Su Ji experienced started with the sword that Lin Zi gave him, but she has not been heard from since.

Lin Zi smiled indifferently and turned around silently.

This haunting figure made Su Ji feel full of feelings, and he couldn't help but walk over.

When Su Ji walked behind her, he found that Lin Zi's shoulders twitched strangely, and he lowered his head and let out a contemptuous and eerie laugh!

Suddenly, a miserable white and swollen face turned around, and blood-red eyes stared at Su Ji!

Su Ji gasped, it wasn't Lin Zi's face, it was a man's face, it was the priest Yiqu!

"Rubbish! You don't deserve to drink with me!" Yiqu glared at the tiger and said contemptuously: "I gave you a dagger, in fact, I let you kill yourself! Do you really think you can escape? Hahahaha......

Yiqu's crazy ridicule echoed around for a long time.

When Su Ji heard the word "suicide", his two hands suddenly raised the dagger uncontrollably, slowly approaching his throat.

Anger, unwillingness, sadness, guilt......

For a while, hundreds of emotions surged in his heart, tormenting him to the point of madness, and he longed to die with a knife.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of the piano in my ears.

The soft and soothing sound of the piano slowly calmed down his chaotic mind.

"Don't do stupid things!" Fox Xi's eager voice sounded in his ears: "The Thousand-Faced Monkeys are disturbing your mind with nightmares!

"Boom!"

The sound of a string breaking!

Su Ji suddenly woke up!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that the fox was struggling to clench his hand, and the blade of the dagger in his hand had reached his Adam's apple, and the slightest movement could pierce his throat. He couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality for a while, and it took him a while to realize that it was just a nightmare.

Seeing him slowly put down the dagger, the fox finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Ji found that the most terrifying thing about this Linglong Tower Prison was not death, but that it could make a person's mind be shattered, and even the soul would be distorted.

At this time, the blood in his wrist was still flowing, and with the loss of blood, Su Ji felt that his body was getting colder and colder. However, the number of monkeys around is increasing.

Distorted faces stared at Su Ji as if they wanted him to succumb.

Su Ji looked calm, smiled gloomily, and said:

"You've had enough! It's my turn!"

After that, the red light flashed in his eyes, and ten thousand red lines radiated from his fingers, like ten thousand snakes coming out of a hole!

The Blood Transformation Imperial Array suddenly turned into a killing array!