Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"Uh, this underworld special effect really fits the style of this world."

Looking at the blood spurting out of the exhaust pipe, Lin Hun shrugged and simply drove the motorcycle around Moon Bay.

He found that this seemingly old broken car was very powerful.

Much tougher than before he was transformed.

And this car can also absorb the ghost domain power he released, and escape in the ghost domain.

Whether it is the ghost domain, the dark space of the shadow, or the ghost domain-blood mist, they can be perfectly integrated into and shuttle through it.

Even when he uses the shadow double to swap, he doesn't need to expend much effort. Wrap this motorcycle in to complete the swap flashing.

"really not bad."

Discovering this, Lin Hun likes this motorcycle even more.

Although this car looks dirty and heavy.

But there is absolutely nothing to say about performance.

It suits you very well.

Riding on the bike, came to the vicinity of the seedlings of Hunhuai.

Lin Hun felt a chill around him, and the cicada's puffy figure appeared from the air.

"You are here, the car is good."

She smiled and greeted Lin Hun, looked at the blood hate motorcycle, and praised.

"thanks.

With a smile, Lin Hun took out a bottle of mineral water from his body and handed it to Cicada Qinran.

"This is the fertilizer I prepared for the soul locust. This bottle can be used for three days. You can mix it in a little when you water it every day."

"Um?"

After taking the bottle, feeling the familiar breath in the bottle, the cicada stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned.

"You are really willing to" "."

Looking at the slightly reddish liquid in the mineral water bottle, he sniffed.

"In addition to the crystallization of resentment, there is also a strange and delicious taste, a bit familiar, what is it?"

"Hey, guess."

Lin Hun didn't tell Cicada Qinran about mixing his own blood in this bottle. He wanted to know what kind of blood his own existed for other tricks.

"It's a bit like blood, but not a bit like it. At least in my memory, no blood can exude this kind of smell of humanity and vitality. This thing is a big supplement to the treacherousness. Where did you get it."

The more he sniffed, the more addicted he became. Cicada Qinran had an inexplicable urge to drink the liquid in the bottle.

But when he remembered that this thing was the fertilizer of the soul tree, he suppressed this desire again.

"It's a secret.

Cicada Qinran's expression changed Lin Hun looked in his eyes. He squinted and smiled without revealing his blood problem.

"Shout! Stingy!"

I don't know if the soul huai has absorbed too many negative emotions. The current Cicada Qinran looks more and more like a living person in terms of personality.

"Don't forget to fertilize the locust tree, and don't drink it secretly, I have to leave beforehand.

He waved his hand, drove the blood hate, and left.

"I look down on who! Who can drink fat water!"

Stepping on her feet, Cicada Qinran felt her personality was insulted.

Angrily, she took out the watering bottle, poured a third bottle of water into it, and poured water on the seedlings of the locust tree.

"This tastes really good~"

After the smell was diluted, the wine jug still exuded a tempting taste.

Looking at the seedlings of the soul locust that became more watery after being watered by someone like this.

Cicada Qinran was silent for a moment, and picked up the water bottle containing Lin Hun's blood.

"Licking the bottle cap shouldn't be considered a secret drink, right?

She unscrewed the bottle cap, sniffed the strange smell of blood remaining on the bottle cap, and showed a drunken expression on her face.

"It's really unbearable."

Sticking out his tongue, Cicada Qinran put the bottle cap to his mouth, took a deep breath and licked in the drops of liquid attached to the bottle cap.

"Forehead!!

The smell of life force, like electricity, runs through the whole body from the tip of the tongue.

this moment.

Cicada Qinran felt a slight drunkenness.

A trace of warmth, as if she were alive, rose from the body that had been dead for an unknown period of time.

*""what!

This feeling made Cicada Qinran breathe out in amazement.

pity.

The power contained in a few drops of liquid is really too little, just to refresh her, it has been exhausted.

"Forehead "

In an instant, Cicada Qinran felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell.

The huge gap directly made her mentality extremely frustrated.

She looked at the half bottle of fertilizer water left in her hand with a pained expression.

She felt that she was like a beggar who had been hungry for three days. There was a large table in front of her, but she could only look at it and couldn't eat. It was extremely uncomfortable.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! The cicadas are stunned, you have to fight, but you said you can't drink fat water, you must hold on!"

With blue veins bulging on his forehead, Cicada Qinran tightened the bottle cap with trembling hands. (Wang Wang Hao)

Feeling the scent of blood that finally faded, she hurriedly put the bottle of water far away.

"Damn it"

Licking his lips, recalling the taste just now, Cicada's expression was a little frightened.

She is now a little doubtful whether this bottle of water was made by Lin Hun using some kind of creepy ghost puzzle that possesses all the power of confusing.

Otherwise, how could the water make her fascinated by this treacherousness.

"It seems that this thing is not something I can hold, it is better to stay away from it.

He held his legs in both hands and looked at the water bottle not far away.

Cicada Qinran's expression is complicated.

Fear, desire, entanglement, aftertaste.

For a while.

Her mentality is like opening a dyeing workshop, colorful and not worthy of outsiders. .

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