He Has a Dragon

Wang Le watched steadily, no longer afraid. The ominousness and strangeness in his heart seemed to disappear with the wind after the appearance of this fresh human skin.

This is not like the time when I was in Genghis Khan's mausoleum underground in the desert, and felt great fear when I saw the fresh human skin of that generation of genius in the coffin.

Because the fresh human skin with blood dripping in front of him was left by his mother.

"Why is this happening?" Wang Le muttered to himself and asked at the fresh human skin floating beside him.

He didn't expect such a strange and incomprehensible event to happen to his mother.

In Wang Le's impression, his mother was a very outstanding woman, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was unparalleled in beauty. This could be seen from the suitors she had back then.

Su Yunping, Mu Zhengnan, Jin Zhongxin, etc...

No matter how outstanding she is, she is still just an ordinary woman struggling in the world. Compared with the prodigy of that generation, the bow-shooting eagle, who is only a pound of iron wood, she is as small as a firefly competing with the sun and the moon.

But just like this, they can't intersect, let alone compare, and the two people who are thousands of years apart have an incredible intersection... Just like a golden cicada shed its shell, leaving behind their own human skin, and it is fresh, and has not changed with the changes of the sea and the years. And turned into ashes!

Wang Le recounted his confused murmurings, and it was clear that no one would tell him the answer.

"Is my mother still alive?" This thought arose in Wang Le's mind, and he couldn't help but feel excited. Since such a weird thing happened, everything that was impossible became possible.

Although this possibility is very slim, people always have unrealistic delusions, and Wang Le is obviously like this.

Just when Wang Le was thinking wildly, the graceful and graceful fresh human skin next to him, with blood beads flowing up and down, seemed to be blown by the breeze, and began to move slowly, as if it was poured into the soul to live. Just came over.

At this moment, Wang Le's breath was suffocated, and he felt very clearly that he was being stared at by the pair of dark eye holes on the human leather face, exuding a heart-shaking sense of danger, as if he was about to be swallowed up anytime and anywhere.

"Hiss!" Wang Le has forgotten how many times he sucked in cold air. He was stared at by a pair of black whirlpools in this human skin. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and he could not help but tremble.

Wang Le, who came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, has always been extremely sensitive and familiar with murderous intentions.

At this moment, he felt the murderous intention of the human skin left by his mother in front of him, which was extremely strong!

"My life is at an end!" Wang Le sighed and said in a sad tone.

At this moment, Wang Le felt extremely complicated. If the fresh human skin in front of him had been left by Genghis Khan or someone else, he would have no complaints even if he was killed.

But this is his biological mother!

Murderous intent rushed toward his face. Wang Le could feel a strange invisible force covering his whole body. He couldn't help but make the muscles on his body tremble more and more violently. Waves of tingling and tearing sensations appeared in the muscle pulling, as if being cut by a sharp blade. Opening the skin, inserting the muscles and starting to stir, this made Wang Lemeng go back to the past and re-experience the hellish torture of not being able to survive or die when he was training in the army!

Others would have passed out from the pain long ago, but only a guy like Wang Le, whose nerves were as tough as steel, could still stay awake. Even though he kept groaning and bloodshot eyes flowed out of his seven orifices, he still resisted tenaciously.

As the saying goes: There is great terror between life and death. But for Wang Le, he has long been accustomed to this kind of horror.

But this time, Wang Le couldn't calmly face the great horror in life and death. In the final analysis, it was because his mother wanted to kill him, even if it was just a piece of human skin she left behind!

Time passed slowly, and Wang Le was shrouded in invisible and strange power. Blood mixed with black impurities in the meridians in his body continued to flow out of the pores on his body, turning him into a bloody man.

When the white-haired old man above saw this, he became more and more frightened. He fell into madness. He kept roaring and tried his best to break free from the shackles of the bright white light beam.

But the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny. No matter how hard the white-haired old man struggles, he is just like a living fish trapped in the fishing net. In the end, he is covered with bruises and has no strength.

Wang Le's consciousness became more and more blurred. He bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake. His eyes were like a ferocious beast, staring at this fresh human skin!

Suddenly, just when Wang Le thought he was dead, the invisible and strange force that enveloped him suddenly disappeared, and the overwhelming murderous intention also receded like a tide.

Before Wang Le could react to what was going on, the blood covering his body suddenly peeled off, and then disappeared in white vapor as if evaporated by the high temperature.

At this moment, Wang Le's whole body was completely white, without a trace of blood. At the moment when his heart was about to stop beating due to excessive blood loss and he was on the verge of death, scarlet fresh blood the size of pearls flowed on the human skin. The beads suddenly splashed out and fell on Wang Le, and then, like insects, they turned into blood threads and penetrated into the body from the pores and flowed into the veins.

"ah!"

Wang Le let out a painful roar. After the fresh blood beads penetrated his body, his body temperature rose instantly. Wang Le felt as if he was being roasted by a raging fire and would be destroyed at any time and anywhere.

Just when Wang Le was in agony and tortured, the slowly fluttering human skin floating beside him began to float upward.

Soon, the human skin with no blood beads on it floated in front of the white-haired old man like a butterfly.

"I have experienced countless murders and catastrophes in my life. The blood on my hands cannot be washed away by all the water from the three rivers and five lakes. But today, I encountered such a weird murder and catastrophe. I really don't want to die!"

The white-haired old man's face was ashen, and he looked like he had given up resistance, muttering to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fresh human skin was only half a meter away from the white-haired old man.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man was shrouded in a layer of black light. At the same time, he opened his mouth, and a stream of blood turned into a blood arrow, which shot out from the lightning and flint, and pierced the fresh human skin on the opposite side!

At the same time, the black light that shrouded the white-haired old man began to change into fiery red, and began to burn like a fire, as if to burn away the white light beams that bound him around him, thus burning a way out for himself.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Wang Le below was still trembling with muscles all over his body, enduring the severe pain of the drops of blood invading his body. He couldn't care less whether the white-haired old man above him was dead or alive. !