Infinite Terror of Others

An accidental wound, you shed a drop of blood. The thumb-sucking motion is like that of childhood. However, when the blood melts in your mouth, the taste is something you will never forget. But bloody and slightly sad.

Maybe your age has stayed at the peak of your youth, and the red water droplets fell on your skin and you regained baby-like skin.

It's just that your blood gradually decreases. Then it’s time for you to learn from others…

Zou Hang danced in the rose-red hall. The white gauze curtain was soaked by red water. A little bit of temptation that falls from time to time. There is only one color here - blood red! It seems that the sound of hissing water is still echoing now. But it seems that the sound has faded a lot.

The naked eye can still see Zou Hang's two pure white fangs slightly open, with Dan Dan's bloodshot eyes passing between them. It took a long time to stop. Maybe it was to deal with Junxiong's excessive intensity and intense load. Whenever he was about to shoot the last drop of blood as a sharp arrow, the critical point of his blood almost made him collapse. But the supplements that followed revitalized him. Possibly multiple cycles. Zou Hang could feel more and more blood in his body. If his original Bojue bloodline is converted into the blood volume of fifty people, it will be calculated. It has undoubtedly doubled now.

But when Zou Hang really felt this change. He was suddenly angry. What does strength mean? Power is just a plaything, it demoralizes the thing it plays with. The mental paralysis it brings is no less than the physical paralysis caused by the curse.

When a person has too much power as a backing. At this time, he will disdain to use his wisdom.

Looking at the direction where Toshio first appeared. Just now Zou Hang killed it with strength. And this annoying thing shouldn't appear in this place...

"Zou Hang is back!" A few unclear words came out of Ke'er's mouth. I didn't expect that she would pay so much attention to an environment that was out of danger. Although we only got along for two or three days. It had to be said that she admired Zou Hang beyond compare and hoped that he would pay more attention to her. Although her thoughts stemmed from her own powerlessness and fear, if she could find such a supporter, she would not die, or at least not be easily abandoned.

"Are you okay?" He looked at Zou Hang, who was covered in blood. Ke'er asked a little uncomfortable. But Zou Hang seemed to turn a blind eye. To him, talking to dead people was a waste of time.

Luo Chen had woken up at this time. He looked at everyone with the most innocent eyes, seemingly not remembering at all what happened that terrifying night. He also asked: "Why are you here so early? What happened? Are you suspicious? Why are you covered in blood?"

What a sincere question? What a ridiculous question! People who pretend to be like this are so stupid! !

But most people only have lingering fears after escaping the pursuit of the curse. No cause for this crisis was perceived at all.

The members of the Samsara Team are the only survivors left in this dream. Huang Jian is still unconscious. Everyone else was almost paralyzed on the ground. Although several of them even saw the physical form of the curse at the end. But the depressing atmosphere and long-term tension are very tiring. Zhang Xun, the person who was in direct contact with the curse, has woken up. Maybe Duan Zhan's coma allowed him to more or less regain some of his mental strength. And when Zou Hang's cold eyes glanced at Huang Jian, who was still awake. Unexpectedly, this piercing gaze suddenly made Huang Jian sit up from the ground. A face full of alertness.

Maybe Huang Jian had a breakthrough in his mental power after being exposed to Ling Chi in his own memory. When he saw Zou Hang, he was stunned at first. Facing the person in front of me. I'm afraid I won't be able to forget it for the rest of my life. After all, that almost fatal cruelty came indirectly from Zou Hang's hands. However, Zou Hang could see that Huang Jian's eyes were filled with extreme revenge and anger at this moment. But he opened his eyes wide and smiled gratefully at Zou Hang.

Several hours passed. Although the mental pressure brought by the curse on everyone was slightly relieved, only Zou Hang or the shameless dreamer could be truly forgotten.

Bai Yu's body was carried out from the second floor of the White House by Long Bao. The handsome and sad face was so unfamiliar, but several old people could still identify this man. certainly. When Huang Jianlong was about to bury Bai Yu's body on the grass. His gaze was almost frantic. If there is no obstruction from Bai Yu. Maybe he won't be hurt so badly this time. However, Long Bao was full of sentimentality towards Bai Yu. At the moment when Huang Jian wanted Long Bao to have a conflict.

"What do you want to do?" Zou Hang asked calmly, looking at Huang Jian's red eyes.

Huang Jian took out the Desert Eagle in his hand and shouted almost madly: "Fuck! If it weren't for this kid, I would have been so fucking miserable by that female ghost? Whoever stops me, I will kill anyone!" After saying this, the Desert Eagle stood in Huang's eyes. Jian roared in anger and spun a fierce fire snake, pointing directly at the body on the ground with its head missing. But the imagined scars did not appear.

stone man

When he saw that the bullet was about to penetrate Bai Yu's body, Long Ju, who was digging a hole at the side, stood up abruptly and blocked the trajectory of the Desert Eagle. A loud roar. At this moment, the muscles in Long Bao's whole body were changing at an extremely fast speed. The moisture seems to be drained. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The constantly moving muscles compressed each other and turned into hard stones. There were gaps on the surface of the muscles. Dragon Storm protected his head with both hands and put his back feet on the grass to fight against the Desert Eagle's fire snake.

Fortunately, the newcomers had not thought about paying homage to Bai Yu's remains. An Ran retreated after discovering Huang Jian's abnormality. When Zou Hang reflected the bullets that hit Long Bao, he just moved a few steps left and right to avoid them, and didn't even bother to use that savior-like leaning back action.

The Desert Eagle only has seven rounds of ammunition. However, although the powerful destructive power only knocked down a few rubbles from Dragon Storm's body, it also made Dragon Storm's hind legs almost invisible in the grass. When fighting against the curse, the bullets in Huang Jian's space bag were almost exhausted. Nothing but a dagger. But can the dagger deal with the stone man who can't be hurt even by the desert eagle?

"No matter how injured you were before. But as long as you dare to touch Bai Yu again, I will fucking kill you too!" Long Bao was still in the form of a stone man, and Huang Jian was also aroused to blood. Maybe he turned into a stone man, which made everyone feel that the roar just now was deafening.

It's just that Huang Jian's rage for revenge at this moment was not extinguished by the gap in strength. He actually took out the ordinary dagger that could be exchanged for just a few points in the main god's space and wanted to fight with the dragon violently. It seemed that Huang Jian was really jealous. Even a few newcomers can see that if Long Bao swings his hammer-like fist, Huang Jian will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die -