long night walk

Chapter 266 Apricot Blossoms Come At Night

The sword's edge turned into a sharp blue light, and although the sleeve was thrown out, it shot towards the back!

But in the next instant, he lost any sense of Qiushui Sword.

Bailian didn't panic, and his eyes became more and more calm.

Fang Geyu realized the power of this female corpse in a very short time.

She hesitated a little, because from the beginning to the end, she did not sense that the female corpse had any intention to kill the two of them.

Not yet endangering her life, she clenched the sword in her hand, because of the secret hidden in her heart for many years, she had this moment of hesitation.

It was this moment of hesitation that gave the red-clothed female corpse a moment of opportunity.

She walked out of the wall, opened her mouth, and spit out the Qiushui sword.

Just now, Bai Lian made her swallow the Qiushui Sword into her stomach.

When Bailian looked back and was about to fight, she saw her with a contemptuous smile, and lightly hit the drum surface around her waist with her calloused fingers.

"Om-"

The sound of the percussion did not want the dull and heavy drum sound at all, but was like some kind of more harsh and sharp sound wave, like a sharp needle tip, slammed into the ear, pierced the eardrum and skull, and penetrated into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

It seems to be able to pierce through the human mind!

The contemptuous smile of the female corpse became the last scene before Fang Geyu fell unconscious and lost consciousness.

Hearing that the two of them fell one after another, the female corpse slowly came to the two of them, and her face was no longer empty and face to face the long sword that fell loosely on the ground when Fang Geyu was in a coma.

She crouched down, her fingers reaching for the sword.

Before she could touch the scabbard, her fingers trembled, as if being stabbed by something invisible, and she suddenly retracted her fingers.

A ray of fear finally emerged from the unfocused eyes.

Not daring to touch the sword again, the female corpse squatted on the ground, her fingertips habitually protecting and rubbing the thick calluses on the fingertips of her fingertips. She was stunned for a while, but suddenly, she made a surprising movement.

The cold palm gently touched Bailian's face.

Without stroking it carefully, the rough fingertips separated at the touch of the bridge of his nose, and he quickly retracted his palm.

The female corpse's expression was very calm, but the blank pair of pupils flashed with resentment, the whites of her eyes flashed an indelible scarlet, and the eyes were filled with cold anger, churning and cursing.

In the empty night, the female corpse let out a bleak sneer.

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The night was gloomy, and ink clouds overwhelmed the city.

The sound of the night watch can be heard, and the border town inn is silent in the middle of the night.

Ji San'er was used to being poor, and even though she lives in an inn now, she doesn't worry about food and clothing, and she habitually saves candles at night.

Two of the three bright lights went out, leaving only one dim light.

She drank hot porridge in small sips under the dim light of the candlestick.

After Bailian left, he instructed the inn boy to bring four meals a day to the guest room on time.

Ye Feng suddenly made a move, and gently pushed open the window of the inn. The candle flame was not touched and swayed by the night wind, but it went out with a 'crack' for no reason.

Ji San'er raised her dazed eyebrows and looked at the wick of the bright candle, as if it was cut by a sickle wind. With the embers of the candle, she saw a sharp trace of the broken wick.

The cut off sparks gradually sank into the tearful candles, and the frost turned on and off.

The bright light of the lanterns on the street poured into the room like silver, and the brilliance covered the wooden planks of the inn. In addition to reflecting Ji San'er's small shadow, at some point in front of the window, a tall and radiant man also fell. .

The shadow was elongated obliquely by the light, and the whole body was filled with a visible evil spirit.

The porcelain bowl in Ji San'er's hand fell to the ground in shock, shattering into sharp pieces of porcelain.

She clutched her wrist, exhaled in pain, tears in her eyes, but saw the blurred marks on her wrists constantly changing and twisting.

Finally, it turned into the familiar apricot flower appearance.

Only, this time the apricot flower has four petals.

The little girl's face turned pale and frightened. She seemed to be in a big dream of comfort. Suddenly, a demon's bloody hand grabbed her neck. Pulling back to reality, she fell from the chair and her knee was cut by a sharp piece of porcelain. Fresh blood poured out of the berth.

She looked at the man in front of the window who was smiling softly, covering her mouth with her hands, her distorted face full of tears, filled with terror.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Look at this pitiful appearance, it's really distressing." The man walked over, bent down, and lowered his head to lick the blood seeping out from Ji San'er's scratched knee.

The cold and smooth touch of the tongue made the little girl feel numb all over, her hands and feet were cold, and she didn't even have the courage to whimper.

The man sighed, with a gentle smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the little girl's head. No matter in his expression or tone of voice, he didn't look like a fierce ghost who had been murderous for 3000 years, but more like a good-tempered neighbor next door. brother.

But what he said was horrifying: "Little San'er, you can run away, as a sacrifice, it would be nice to be obedient and honest to let me eat it, you see because of your willfulness, asking for help, so many people are dead now, save me Your two little children are going to die soon, but don't be afraid, I eat people and spit out bones."

Ji San'er, who was so frightened that she couldn't say a word, put down her hands that covered her mouth tremblingly, tears of terror kept pouring out of her eyes, but her eyes were filled with deep pleading.

You Guilang showed a contemptuous mocking smile, but he heard the weak and sad little guy like an ant say this: "I...I won't run away, I'll give...you food, you...don't hurt Brother Sichen and Sister Xiaoyu, okay... okay?"

She burst into tears, and she didn't know where the courage came from. She was so frightened that she couldn't move, but now she was lying on the ground and nibbled again and again.

The smile on Youguilang's face gradually disappeared, and his face slowly sank.

I don't know what I remembered, but an obvious black resentment rushed to Yintang, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his tone was lost before playing with gentleness: "Who do you think you are negotiating terms with, something like an ant, I am a A single finger can crush you!"

You Guilang's breath became cold in an instant, he stared coldly at the little thing in front of him, and the disgust in his eyes couldn't stop: "It's really disgusting!"

The dark sleeves were rolled up on the ground, and Ji San'er could no longer utter a single word of pleading, like a ghost strangling her neck, she could only groan in pain, her mouth and nose being squeezed by a shadowy ghost extending from the ground. choke.

Unable to breathe, her face flushed red, and the tears in her eyes were suffocated by the suffocation of death.

Under his feet, the sturdy wooden board suddenly fell into a quagmire and swamp, and a large area of ​​dark shadows covered the floor. Qiyuan could not see the dark and strange world at the bottom.

As if feeling the terrifying aura from the bottom, Ji San'er struggled desperately, making a dying sound, but there were more shadowy ghost hands, wrapping her like a soft and extremely tough cloth, tightly bound. bundle up.

As if to pull her into the endless hell.

(End of this chapter)