Shocking Scrap Elementalist

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The blood vessels had burst and were oozing from the flesh.

Hearing a little clicking sound beside his ear, Zhao Ming originally thought it was Wang Er's struggle.

However, he saw more and more red liquid flowing under the almost transparent skin, and he realized it instantly.

That was the sound of Wang Er's bones breaking and breaking.

Zhao Ming wanted to retreat and leave far away.

However, for some reason, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he didn't stop directing at all.

He also wanted to close his eyes so as not to look at this terrifying scene, but his eyes were still wide open to see everything clearly.

Even every trace of painful expression change on Wang Er's face can be seen so clearly.

It was like a carving knife, deeply engraving all the slightest changes in his mind.

Wang Er was in so much pain that he finally squeezed out a few broken words from his throat: "Yes, yes...he..."

The bulging eyes stared viciously at Zhao Ming, with crazy hatred in them.

If Zhao Ming hadn't framed him, how could he have provoked people from those countries with the word "yellow"?

If not, how could he meet An Zixuan?

If he hadn't met An Zixuan, how could he have been subjected to such crazy revenge and suffered such severe pain?
Even if he is dead, he will not let Zhao Ming go if he is a ghost!

With a bang, a blood-red firework exploded in front of Zhao Ming.

He could clearly see fine bone fragments and viscous blood exploding in front of his eyes, filling the cell next door.

For a moment, Zhao Ming seemed to see the gate of hell opening in front of him, and inside was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

In the deep red of blood, Yun Hao's handsome face is so eye-catching, like crisp pines and cypresses standing in the abyss of a sea of ​​blood, forming a clear stream of its own.

In the abyss of death in the sea of ​​blood, the only salvation.

People can't help but want to approach and follow him. Only by approaching him can he escape from the sea of ​​suffering and fear of death.

However, the perfect thin lips were slightly pursed, the corners of the lips were slightly raised, and the evil spirit rose instantly.

It's cold, like the ten thousand year old ice; gloomy, like the ghosts walking at night.

Zhao Ming's mind went blank. When he had a little bit of self-awareness in the midst of extreme fear, the first thing he did was...

"Ah..." The shrill scream made people tremble in their hearts.

Even the jailers who have been jailers for many years and have seen many tragic things in the prison trembled in fright from this voice.

Several jailers looked at each other, seeing the same fear on each other's faces.

"Do you want to... go in and have a look?" The jailer swallowed nervously. Although he suggested this, he really didn't want to go in.

"Hmm... It's not good if you don't go..." The other jailer didn't want to move, what was the scream coming from this voice.

Is it human?
Can a person make such a terrifying cry?
"How about... let's go..." Another jailer grabbed his clothes nervously, "If the higher-ups blame us, we will be in bad luck."

The jailer who spoke first suggested, "Why don't we go in together?"

Finally, relying on the courage of the number of people, several prison guards tentatively sneaked in bit by bit.

It was usually dark in the prison, but at this moment, in their eyes, the dark passage of the cell seemed like a ghostly passage leading to the underworld.

Holding the torch, he walked slowly inside, and knocked on the wall with his waist knife from time to time, deliberately making some movements to embolden his courage.

(End of this chapter)