Become a girl in the horror world

"Uncle Wang, beat her up! Uncle Wang, teach this blind guy a lesson!"

"Uncle Wang, please don't let us be looked down upon!"

“Woof woof woof woof woof woof!”

Seeing that someone was backing them up, the people in the audience who were enjoying the fun started shouting again.

The two people on the field were not affected by the outside world, but looked at their opponents.

The next moment, the two moved. Senlu held a knife, while the middle-aged man did not use any weapons. He quickly stepped forward to avoid the girl's slash, and his fist that stabbed at the girl was also dodged by the other party.

Sen Lu felt the changes that the Sword God's Gift brought to his body, and directed the "qi" of his breathing to his whole body.

Combined with the woman's dragon-walking steps, everything around her seemed to slow down. Even the slightest sound of the wind and grass seemed extremely clear to her perception, as if she had merged with the entire nature. Even the moment when the dewdrops on the vegetation dripped was within her sight.

His body had never been so light before. Sen Lu adapted to this change and slightly turned his head to the left to avoid the middle-aged man's jab again. Then he turned the handle of the knife and headed towards the middle-aged man's fragile neck.

The middle-aged man was startled. He didn't expect the girl to be so fast. He quickly raised his hand to try to resist, but it was too late. He was hit hard by the girl.

The fight took place in a flash, and the girl's light steps were hard for him to predict. He suffered a lot in this round without even touching the girl.

"If you had not held back and had dispersed the force of that attack by hitting instead of stabbing, I'm afraid I would have..."

"No one would practice a killing move for fun." Sen Lu waved his hand to signal that it was not necessary and refocused his mind on sensing the changes in the Sword God's Talent.

The Sword God Gift seemed to have the ability to broaden her spiritual realm. Her senses had become very sharp, and she seemed to be able to sense some things that she could not normally perceive.

The woman's attainments in this area were much deeper than she had imagined, and she was actually willing to give her this thing.

She vaguely felt that if she could fully comprehend the Sword God Talent, it would bring about a complete transformation in her.

This process will take a long time, and now there is a hurdle waiting for her to overcome.

It was hard to explain this feeling. She was very sure that she had reached the bottleneck in the initial stage. As long as she could sense that change, she would be able to achieve a breakthrough in some aspect!

It's like there is an invisible and hard-to-touch "thread" floating in the darkness. As long as you can grab that thread, you can cross this hurdle.

Which aspect is it...

The black-haired girl couldn't help feeling a little anxious. She closed her eyes slightly, and her relaxed brows gradually frowned.

Once this feeling of enlightenment disappears, I don’t know when I will experience it again.

The middle-aged man slowly stretched his legs and drew circles on the spot, adjusting his body position. While stabilizing his center of gravity, he shook his head slightly to get rid of the dizziness and re-examined the black-haired girl in front of him.

I also can't see through the other person.

The opponent is very powerful, like an ancient pond. When you look down, you can’t see the bottom, and it only seems to get darker and deeper.

But as a warrior himself, he could feel that the girl in front of him had entered a certain state of enlightenment, and he felt he needed to help her. At least he had to not hold back in this competition and go all out!

The next moment, the man attacked again, and his fist was as powerful as a strong wind, heading towards the girl's face. When Senlu saw that the man was serious, he understood his good intentions, and silently suppressed his own attributes to the same level as the man in front of him, further feeling the changes.

After seeing the girl slow down, the man felt a little happy in his heart. She actually understood what he meant and responded in this way!

This is a tacit understanding among warriors, a kind of resonance, and he is happy that he has found such an opponent!

There was no sign of joy on the man's face, but he swung his punch a little straighter and a little faster, with a faint sound of explosion in the air.

Senlu gave up attacking and just dodged and defended the man's attack, turning left, right, and leaning back.

While dodging again and again, Senlu actually felt the man's joy from the heavy punches he threw and from the details of his movements. It was a very strange feeling that could not be described in words, but she just felt it. Rather than a feeling, it was more like an experience, a natural instinct!

Senlu felt that he had found the direction and finally began to fight back. He used the strength he had accumulated before to block the man's jab with the blade, then raised the blade with the scabbard high and slashed at the man's fatal part.

The knife was still unsheathed, indicating the girl's determination, but the man still sensed some murderous intent from the attack, and felt a little fear in his heart. He quickly made a shield with his hands, blocked in front of himself, and took the blow.

The scabbard touched his arm, and a force instantly forced him back dozens of steps. The large area of ​​purple-blue bruises showed the terrifying power of the previous attack.

The forest deer was captured again.

The fear that just appeared in the man.

At this moment, every inch of the man's body revealed awe.

"Do you want to come again?" The man took a deep breath, calmed his disordered breathing, and the bruises on his arms disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"No."

Senlu shook his head slightly.

She has caught the line.

That's the emotion.

In Senlu's eyes at this moment, the man's body was entangled by countless white lines composed of various emotions, the previous joy, fear, and the man's melancholy and confusion in life, dozens of large and small emotional white lines composed of a white cocoon wrapped the man himself, forming the man himself.

She can now clearly perceive the emotions of others in battle. This is not given to her by the Sword God Gift itself, but the spiritual expansion of the Sword God Gift has caused her talent as a sensory hunter to undergo a transformation!

If that were all, it would be nothing, but she seemed to be able to tug at that 'line' and make it change.

Thinking of this, Sen Lu gently wrapped his bony fingertips around one of the white threads, rolled it, and pulled it towards her.

The man was slightly stunned and looked at the black-haired girl in front of him with some disbelief.

The other party clearly didn't move, but seemed to have done something. Why did he suddenly feel a lot more relaxed? Did the depression caused by his wife's serious illness yesterday seem to be less?

It's strange, this feeling is very strange!

My emotions are changing on my own?!

The man quickly realized that it was the girl in front of him who did it, and his eyes lit up:

"It seems you have crossed that hurdle."

Senlu hummed, but did not pull out the silk thread, but let it retract into the man's body.

Although the man was extremely depressed at the moment, his wife was his motivation to move forward, and she could not change this thing on her own, not to mention that the man helped him achieve a breakthrough.

Then, Sen Lu coldly glanced at a royal disciple who had been shouting at him not long ago, and suddenly pulled his hand in his direction, pulling out his "courage", gently stirring it into countless "fears", and then suddenly contracted it, turning it into a white cocoon that wrapped around his body.

“Aa ...

The family member looked at Senlu as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. He screamed in fear and even wet his pants on the spot. He fell to the ground, backed away continuously, and crawled towards a distance.

In his sight, a young girl who had been raped by him a long time ago was now crawling out from the ground. Her pale face was covered with countless eyeballs, and the flesh on her face was festering and surging. She grabbed him like a vicious ghost demanding her life.

The family member covered his chest and was actually frightened to death. After he fell to the ground, his pupils gradually lost focus.

In Morilu's eyes, the countless white lines of emotions that were originally wrapped around his body fell off one after another and gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only the man's colorless body lying there.

It is impossible for Senlu to kill innocent people at will. She can see the corresponding experiences through those white lines of emotions, and naturally see the other party's memory.

"Ahhh!"

"he died!"

“He’s dead!!”

Several family members who were close to them shouted in fear, but Senlu was annoyed by the noise and pulled all the threads of "fear" out of their bodies, and a funny scene appeared.

The family members who were originally shouting and screaming stood there in confusion, as if they had forgotten why they were so afraid just now. But after seeing the corpse, they started shouting in fear again.

Senlu was thoughtful.

In her vision, the threads of 'fear' that had been pulled out seemed to have left roots. The thread buds curled up and squirmed slightly, and after seeing the corpse again, they grew out in the blink of an eye, and were even longer than before.

If the source of the emotion cannot be eliminated, then there is no way to completely eliminate the emotion itself? It seems that it will have the opposite effect, causing the originally extracted emotion to become even stronger.

Senlu thought so.

This ability is still for her to explore, and there is still a lot of room for development.

Then she thought of something and the corners of her mouth raised slightly unnaturally.

Speaking of which, at night, if you can control your emotions, there will be a lot of interesting things to do.

For some reason, the pink-haired kid who was upgrading the White Knight with the brain worm Xiaowu suddenly shuddered.

What, what’s going on?

Why did she suddenly have a bad feeling?

Chapter 501 "Predator Barrier" The Night Before the Dawn Flower Blooms (5)

With the precedent of the man just now, no royal family dared to make fun of the black-haired girl anymore. They all formed a circle around the girl as if it had nothing to do with her. The huge crowd soon dispersed, leaving only the middle-aged man and Sen Lu.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists to Sen Lu and then disappeared into the crowd. Sen Lu looked at his hands and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling was so good, having the power to protect whoever she wanted to protect. Before entering this copy, she had been anxious for a long time about the upper limit of her strength.

Whether it was the sensory hunter that was similar to a blank slate, or the limitations of her half-ghost physique, her upper limit of strength was locked at S-level. She seemed to be stuck in this quagmire, and every step forward was so difficult. Compared with this kind of depression, the pain in her heart made her feel suffocated.

Especially when facing powerful enemies, she often feels confused and powerless.

Although she didn't show it openly, she knew that although the pink-haired dumpling was about the same strength as her at this stage, her upper limit was much higher than hers. Maybe one day she would be far ahead of her, and she would only be able to watch her back from afar, watching her disappear in the light, and her world would be filled with only haze again.

It's different now.

She thanked the woman for giving her the opportunity to transform like this.

Even she was not sure of the current limit of the Sensory Hunter. There were many things that could be done with the newly developed emotional field. The emotional threads, just using this ability to the extreme, were already not inferior to the Sequence, and were enough to easily turn a battle around!

Not to mention the physical senses other than the spiritual realm, hearing, vision, touch, if each sense can be developed...

After getting rid of this anxiety, Sen Lu felt much more relaxed and in a better mood than ever before. He glanced at the dim crow on his waist:

"Tsk, you don't care about me. If you don't agree with me, then don't agree with me. It's up to you. I don't care anymore. I have a bright future ahead of me. When I find a weapon that is more powerful than you, I will use you as a tool to make fire. Do you understand?"

Dark Crow: “…”

"Just be so arrogant. One day, you can no longer afford me and I won't need you anymore. Don't regret it then." Senlu said casually while humming a tune.

Dark Crow: “6.”

The blade of the Dark Crow Blade glowed slightly, and then quickly became dim as if to please the girl.

A little girl, it seems like she has been through a lot. She has seen a few false gods, a deus ex machina, a million people being twisted and driven crazy, and the end of the world being destroyed.

Although the level of this world is much higher than the original world, whether it is the worldview or the definition of becoming a god, it can be said that the gods of this world are absolute in the field of their respective abilities and cannot be defeated. Compared with those false gods, they are more like observers.

Even the sculpture collector who has the ability to project it from that world to this one is just a 'king' of the grotesque layer, not even a ruler.

This demon sword has already developed its own consciousness after going through countless things.

In fact, it does not reject its current owner, because the other party has too many similarities with its previous master: battle-mad, loyal, and not afraid of death. On the contrary, it is willing to work for its previous master, but it does not like him.

It doesn't like the other person's personality, who is always worried about gains and losses, too depressed inside, has no opinions of her own, and always follows behind others. Even if the order is too excessive and obviously requires it to get injured and die, it will do it without hesitation, leaving itself covered in bruises.

But that is another story, too long, and it doesn't want to recall it too much.

In short, it doesn't like this feeling of oppression, but who says it is "master control"? In order to cater to the girl, it can only do its best to be used by the girl.

But the black-haired girl in front of him was different, she wanted to be more spontaneous.

To be honest, it was quite worried at first that it would go the same way as its previous owner, but now it seems that it was overthinking it.

To put it crudely,

If Li Anxin asked Senlu to die and leave her, the black-haired girl would probably be surprised and think that the other party was tired of living, and then knock the pink-haired girl unconscious and take her away.

It's a good thing that the black-haired girl has her own ideas now, and she should hone her character. When the other party really needs her, she will not let him down.

Thinking of this, Dark Crow fell into a deep sleep again.

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"You're walking so slowly, are you eating? Punch faster and move your right leg forward." Senlu dodged the wooden man's attack easily and said leisurely.

Hearing the girl's nonchalant tone, Little Watermelon felt depressed for some reason. He subconsciously quickened his movements and moved forward step by step, eager to reach the girl's shadow.

But Senlu just smiled without saying anything, his fingertips playing with Xiaoxigua's emotions, constantly arousing the other party's desire to attack.

I am so upset! He didn't care about my sister's face. He really hurt my sister. He deserved it!

As Little Watermelon thought so, the wooden man's punches continued to speed up, and finally she fell flat on her back. After several hours of training, she realized that her body was sore that she couldn't stand up at all. No matter how hard she gritted her teeth, she eventually collapsed in the cockpit.

As the cockpit opened, the dark-haired girl's somewhat shabby face appeared before his eyes.

"That's all? You still want to protect your sister like this?"

Morilu said leisurely.

"Just stand there and talk without any pain in your waist, sister! I'm not going to use the Queen to fight any army. I'm just doing the simplest activity. It's enough to be able to move normally. Why do I need this level of training?" Little Watermelon complained while rubbing his sore hands.