Thriller Tour Group

Chapter 1266 Tomb of the Tusi King (199)

"Buzz!"

The bee screamed, dead, he was already dead! The overly exciting reality almost defeated him, his brain was in chaos, and he subconsciously tightened his joints. If the person holding him was an ordinary person, he would have been crushed by the steel-hard joints, but even though Yi Ling turned into a human form, he was still the sun, with an amazingly hard body. The sharp joints passed through his body, making a tooth-piercing sound. A sour crunch, but like a bee climbing a glass ball, leaving no trace.

His hot fingers were also firmly clasped around Big Bee's cervical spine, and his fingertips were inserted into the spinal cord. The remaining heat of the sun warmed the cold corpse of the deceased, but this was only a gift from the sun after all, and time could not be turned back. The firm control of the soul contract and pollution prevented Big Bee from collapsing into madness, allowing his sanity to gradually return. Perhaps at this time, the death of madness is the fig leaf of despair. Now that the only fig leaf has been removed, people must face those bloody things. Reality.

So cruel... No, no no.

Big Bee painfully thought that he could not die in a daze, sobriety was Ling Dao's gift. More and more specific memories were recalled by him. When he remembered it, he remembered that he had lost his name and the power of self-control. He remembered herding magic bees for Zero Guide in the Mutual Aid Alliance and donating money to the alliance. I remembered that before joining the alliance, I struggled to survive in the Butcher Alliance, and the battle with the Ghost-Facing One and Forty-Nine——

He remembered the vaguest and fragmented memories from the longest time. The memory has been contaminated and distorted, and the picture cannot be seen clearly. I can only hear a little unreal sound, and see a little reflected light of unknown origin.

Someone was laughing in the storm. The tour guide's cloak rustled in the strong wind, like the weak wings of a butterfly. His low and hoarse voice revealed the madness of despair, but there was also a kind of frightening calmness. He smiled and said -

【I'll make a bet with you】

[I dedicate my heart to you and separate the "parasitism"...]

[...The initial title, the title that has been with me for the longest time and is the most top-notch title, mixed with heart and blood, please lend me the pollution of the abyss, fuse and reshape——]

[No, no, it must not be too strong, then split the heart in two to save my parasite]

[If I die here, he will become your loyal servant. If I come back to life, the parasite will return to me. 】

…

【Little bug】

At first, there was no sound to respond to him. After an unknown period of time, another voice suddenly sounded vaguely, making Big Bee shiver and almost unable to breathe. This voice seemed to contain infinite pollution, and it was not like a normal voice at all, regardless of gender. It does not distinguish between old and young, it is more like the hum of pollution, all kinds of indescribable vibrations are mixed together, and people are extremely small in front of this sound, like real insects. Big Bee felt like he was about to be drowned in darkness, sluggish and trembling, and even almost stopped recalling.

"Relax, relax."

"You are safe now, I am with you"

Yi Ling keenly noticed the uneasiness of the big bee, and immediately held his head more heavily, and his fingers released soothing pollution in the medullary canal. As Big Bee recalled, restless pollution really emerged in the depths of his soul, like a spewing oil well, gurgling with thick, dark pollution. But the strange thing is that Yi Zero suppresses this kind of pollution easily. Almost as soon as the power released by Yi Zero arrives, the pollution that emerges will naturally come close to it, allowing itself to be swallowed and absorbed by Yi Zero's power.

this darkness

The feeling of pollution is very familiar... Yi Ling pondered,

Somewhat surprised,

The feeling it gave him was very much like the pollution in his heart.

"Thumping, pounding,

Thumping. "

The heart that automatically digests pollution is beating loudly,

Just like a butterfly stretching its wings, or like the big bee in his arms trembling and gradually slowing down its breathing, Yi Ling's power is like a ray of light in the darkness, making the dying man take a sharp breath, and he only feels safe in the hazy moment. . Yes, yes, it won't hurt him, this power is like zero conduction...

Like zero lead?

For a moment, Big Bee shuddered and realized something. But no, the time is wrong. Zero Guide must be in the world at that time. The time... is so strange... Thinking consumes the energy that is almost at the bottom. The big bee's arthropods spasm and scratch the beetles on its body, forcibly interrupting thinking and letting the energy After stabilizing, I could barely hear the last few words in my memory.

The voice seemed to be laughing:

[Insects become loyal servants? Too weak]

[But I am very interested in "gambling\