Heavenly Creation Beast

Chapter 136
Seeing Bian Ningsheng's reaction, Xue Mou pursed his lips, took out a fruit from his beast creation space, and threw it over.

The moment the fruit touched Bian Ningsheng, it turned into a stream of pure energy and entered Bian Ningsheng's body, nourishing Bian Ningsheng's sea of ​​consciousness that was hit.

"Thank you." Bian Ningsheng paused every word, apparently still not adjusted.

"You're welcome, I won't know the news after you die." The bloody eyes were cold, and he paused before continuing, "When you feel better, tell me what you saw, don't dawdle."

Bian Ningsheng: ...

I was moved to feed the dog?
No, even if it is fed to the dog, there will be a splash, but there will be no ripples in this person's hands.

"What I glimpsed is probably the essence of this secret realm. Bloody Eyes, we may have fallen into someone's trap." Bian Ningsheng was depressed and depressed, and he was still very reliable in business.

"Oh, I guessed it." Xue Mou lowered his head and saw that the snow leopard killed by him had only a piece of skin left, so he stretched out his hand and poked it.

Due to the sudden external pressure, the ups and downs of the corpse could not resist and fell down.

After this fall, I can no longer get up again, and the hills become flat.

Bian Ningsheng stared at the blood-colored eyes, but didn't see any worry in those blood-colored eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you sure about your own strength?"

"No, it doesn't matter if you just die." Xue Mou looked indifferent, not nostalgic for this world.

He has no one to care about in this world, because they are all dead.

There is no hatred for people, because they are all dead.

The former was killed by the enemy, and the latter was killed by him.

There is no place in this world worthy of his nostalgia, and he doesn't want to associate with those dirty and ugly people.

I came to the Qingmo Forest because I was curious about the place in the center of the Qingmo Forest that no one could set foot in.

He always felt that that place was very suitable for him to seek death.

There will be no beast creators entering, which means no one will bother you.

It's a pity that he encountered this kind of thing halfway, and he passively entered this place, getting farther and farther away from his destination.

"The desire to survive is so low?" Bian Ningsheng looked at the bloody eyes with some surprise, he hadn't seen this before.

How could he lose his desire to live with the look of killing people like hemp and not blinking at the sight of blood!

Xue Mou raised his eyelids and refused to speak.

"If the desire to survive is so low..." Bian Ningsheng fell into deep thought, "Then I should think about which place here is more suitable for burying bones, after all, I don't know how to get out of this ghostly place, but the death rate is absolutely high! "

In this ghostly place, it is definitely difficult to live, but it is not easy to want to die!

"Immortal here." Xue Mou finally glanced at Bian Ningsheng, and answered with pursed lips.

The environment here is not good at all, so he doesn't want to die here!

Moreover, death is his own choice. It's fine for him to want to die, but it's a good idea for others to let him die!
"Look for life!" Bloody eyes and thin lips pursed tightly, fearing that Bian Ningsheng didn't understand what he meant, so he emphasized it.

"Okay, look for it. But to be honest, our every move may be under the noses of others. It may not be easy to find life!" Bian Ningsheng took out another little blood turtle, but did not dare to put it on the ground immediately. leave.

He still remembers the scene he saw just now. It is impossible to be more clear about where the continuously gathering blood came from, and those weird tattoos have an evil aura.

The most important thing is the bloody eyes that caught a glimpse of him at the moment of being backlashed.

Those blood-colored eyes are completely different from the blood-colored eyes.

The bloody eyes are full of murderous aura, but if you look carefully, you can see the purity of blood, with reason and calmness inside.

Rationality can control one's own killing very well, preventing oneself from being reduced to a murder weapon that kills anyone at sight.

But there was no rationality in those bloody eyes that Bian Ningsheng saw. Instead, there was a desire for blood, a play with death, and a love for despair.

Bian Ningsheng believed that a person with such a pair of eyes must be an existence more evil than the Dark Night Blood Temple.

And they fell into the trap of such an evil guy, like flying insects caught in a spider's web, struggling to the death.

Throwing the blood turtle in his hand to the ground again, Ben Ningsheng longed to find the weakest part of the spider web so that he could escape. As for the others, it had nothing to do with him.

In the pure white world, a touch of red is dotted, adding a different color to the world.

The blood on Little Turtle's body came from repeated baptisms, even if it smelled of blood, it wasn't something the monsters in the dark liked.

But others, drawn from the scalding blood of living creatures, enjoy the highest esteem.

The best things deserve the highest praise.

The blood spilled on the ground, whether it came from ordinary people or beast creators, whether it came from beast creators or indigenous beasts in this snow field, was quietly absorbed, and entered into Bian Ningsheng's eyes through a secret channel. that side of the world.

In that world, someone sighed: "The taste of fresh blood is really good!"

There was a crisp sound of bones, and in the darkness, a bone frame was swimming in the pool of blood.

On the edge of the pool of blood, a pair of blood-colored eyeballs rolled, soaking the whole body in blood, and then said quietly: "Can you be upset, I haven't seen blood in tens of thousands of years!"

"If you want me to say that Qing Mo is too careless, he dared to find a place to seal us, and now something will happen!" This time, it was a black mist, and bloody traces wandered in the black mist. Nourishes the black mist.

"If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have a chance to leave yet!" A pair of hands suddenly stretched out, picked up the rolling eyeballs, and put them into the cup in his other hand.

The exquisite little cup made of jade was filled with the best blood, and once the eyeballs were put in, they were unwilling to leave.

"That's true, Suo Li, can your method work! You won't be caught by those meddling people of the Tiangong clan, right?" The skeleton floated back and forth, and his tone was full of resentment.

If it weren't for the meddling of the Tiangong clan, with their abilities in the universe, how could they be easily captured and lost the source of freedom and happiness.

"I can do it." The man named Suo Li smiled slightly and put the cup aside.

Under the bloody light, the face that seemed to be favored by the Creator finally appeared.

It was an unruly and flamboyant face, with blond hair growing wantonly and wildly, and the curvature of the corner of the mouth was unique after a long period of arrogance.

A pair of emerald green eyes are full of pride and frivolity, but at the same time, they are not offensive.

The other eye was slightly reddish in blue, as if it had been corroded by something.

　Blood Eye: Let me die!

　　Bian Ningsheng: I will help you find the right place, it is difficult to survive, and it is not easy to seek death
　　Blood Eyes: I want to die

　　Bian Ningsheng: Okay, let you do it yourself for the last time
　　Xue Mou: I want to find a good place to die quietly, so I don’t want to be coerced, and people will think I’m a coward ￣へ￣
　　
　
(End of this chapter)