Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

My brain was dizzy from the high-speed wind, and I was completely unconscious and only focused on moving forward.

No one could disturb her, and as long as Kiana's body allowed, she would continue to feel the same sensation until she passed out from exhaustion.

"...!!"

Her blood pressure rose, her cute and pretty face turned red as if it was about to bleed, and her limbs became weak.

“Amo…Amo…”

Kiana shouted unconsciously, even though she was indeed unconscious now, only the instinct to fight against the weirdness was controlling her body.

Even with such rules.

"I love you... I love you... I love you..."

Guiqi seemed unwilling to give in, and continued to follow her instincts, bending her slender waist.

He stepped on the accelerator again and soared into the sky with a whoosh.

This is human behavior, and then...

Guiqi bit off Li Mo's tongue and swallowed it.

Li Mo's current state is closer to his own death, because his brain is about to be contaminated by the weirdness, but his body is an intact human shell. The neutralization of the two slows down the progress of the weirdness contamination.

Therefore, the tongue quickly grew back. When Guiqi saw it, he couldn't help but tilt his head in surprise, and after a brief hesitation.

Repeat the previous steps. Licking, biting...

Kiana's body fits the shape of the car, her long white hair flutters in the violent wind, and her graceful body curves rise and fall violently.

Her pure and aloof demeanor became hazy, a surge of emotion constantly stimulating the nerves in her brain, provoking Kiana's last remaining dignity. Her body felt as if pierced by an icy spear, leaving an indelible mark. She only wanted to charge forward recklessly.

It was like a dream, like a fantasy. It was so unreal.

It's like a dream, half asleep and half awake, and both consciousnesses are practicing different instincts in their own way.

These memories will remain in her mind, waiting to burst out when she wakes up again.

Maybe dull, maybe exciting.

"What a voice, what a voice..." Shigure Kirara's voice on the ground entered the black coffin and was heard by Kiana.

Kiana unconsciously shouted, "I didn't...!"

At this moment, both Guiqi and Kiana were unconscious, and the strangeness and human instincts took control of their bodies.

Both have only one purpose: to seek love, to thirst for...

With a slight sound, a large amount of bright red blood slid into the black coffin.

An extremely strange and confusing picture appeared:

Eat while cooking...

One body exhibited two contradictory behaviors at the same time, which was very strange, yet extremely reasonable.

Suddenly, the mist was filled with a fishy fragrance, and blood lotuses stopped on the ground.

In the microscopic world, corpses cover the fields, blood flows like rivers, resentment fills the mountains and rivers, and wails shake the heavens and the earth.

Shi Yu Qiluo, who was tied up on it, put her ears to the ground, listening to the "dong, dong, dong" sound. She thought that Li Mo had revived strangely and was suppressed by the black coffin and did not come out.

"The gloomy man is indeed dead... If he wasn't dead, he wouldn't just be banging on the coffin. He would be shouting for help. That's normal human behavior."

Shi Yu Qiluo sighed. Even if Li Mo himself wasn't dead, what would it matter? She was now tied up in a fancy way, unable to protect herself. If a human-headed ghost came, she would be damned. She simply didn't have the energy to dig open the grave.

“!…!…!” The girl’s clear voice was so weak that it could not be heard at all if you did not listen carefully.

But Shigure Kirara was hugging the earth, with her ears pressed to the ground. Although the sound was very small, she could still vaguely hear a vague "something..."

"...This sound, what happened inside?"

"That's weird, not sure. Let me listen for a while longer."

Shigure Qiluo put aside all distractions and listened attentively. This time she heard more clearly.

It was an extremely faint gasp...

A faint gasp? Li Mo was the only one in the black coffin, so how could there be a faint female gasp? Could there be a female ghost inside?

That's not right. Ghosts don't eat humans, so why would they do something like that? Doesn't it have any sense of weirdness?! How could it be so shameless?!

Half an hour later——

"Still, still yelling? Tsk, it probably will stop in an hour at most."

"It's hard to describe this cry. I feel a little..."

Shigure Kirara commented objectively.

It's strange, but there's nothing I can do.

According to experience, this kind of thing usually doesn't last too long.

Because no matter from which angle you look at it, theoretically or practically, it is impossible.

But just as Yu Qiluo finished speaking, she heard a loud voice saying, "I'm fine."

Before he could finish, he returned to those voices.

"Yes, is it that exciting?" Shi Yu Qiluo swallowed a big mouthful and shook her head to make herself sober.

However, shaking his head made his face covered with mud and dirt, as dirty as the black coffin.

Two hours later——

"Huh? Are you kidding me? The noise is getting louder and louder."

"How long has it been? At least an hour, right? Or two? Three?"

Shigure Kirara looked shocked. She could still feel the soil on her face stirring. It seemed that the movements in the coffin were too large, causing the surrounding soil to move.

Amidst the vastness and desolation, countless ups and downs unfold. A gentle knock on the door, dust peeking out from the cracks. The time snatched away by time remains lost. The future longed for in the past remains hazy.

Chapter 52 Wake up

Shigure Qiluo pursed her lips and couldn't help but glance down.

"Ah... we can't do this all night long."

"I can enjoy such a good show before I die. I don't know whether to cry or laugh."

Shigure Qiluo felt extremely desolate. The bad news was that she was trapped here and couldn't leave. The good news was that there was music to listen to, and the songs sounded pretty good, though a little lewd.

What girl has such strong desires? Can she even fight with a corpse so vigorously?

Shigure Kirara was very envious... and despised this kind of behavior, but in this situation, she actually secretly looked forward to hearing more shameful voices.

Because it's too boring and I'll even die soon, so it doesn't matter whether it's shameful or not.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the bells in the auditorium stopped ringing, the ground did not shake, and not even the shadow of a ghost was seen.

Everything in Saint Freya seemed to have returned to its original state.

Shigure Kirara couldn't see that the child-like cognitive ghost's muscles were atrophying, and its body was shrinking until it turned into a dead baby, crawling on the ground.

It was less than two meters away from Shigure Kirara.

It affected the cognition of everyone around it, and tried to come to Shigure Kirara unnoticed, but was entangled by her long white hair and could not move.

The cognitive ghost has no additional killing characteristics. It has no means of attack and most of the time it can only interfere with the cognition of the surrounding consciousness. It is bound by white hair and cannot break free, nor can it kill Shigure Kirara.

Shigure Kirara still couldn't find it because the hair only bound the ghost's body and had no ability to suppress it.

A man and a ghost crawled on the ground and watched this long-lasting "performance".

However, the cognitive ghost had no emotional fluctuations, which it could not appreciate. The only one who was inner turmoil was Shigure Kirara.

At night, Shiyu Qiluo was very distressed by the feeling of hunger. If these hairs still refused to let her go, Shiyu Qiluo would have to consider eating dirt.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slapping sound came not from underground, but from beside.

Shigure Qiluo turned her head with difficulty, but didn't find anything around her.

But the slapping continued.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"There's a ghost next to me, but I can't see it. Never mind...what's the point? I can't get away."

Shigure Qiluo gave up thinking. In her current state, except for her head which could barely rub against the ground, the rest of her limbs were bound tightly.

Shigure Kirara could even feel that the Honkai energy in her body seemed to have died.

Not far from Shigure Kirara, a dead baby was pulled into the sky, its hair condensed into a whip, whipping its face over and over again.

Each lash left a stroke on its head.

After a long period of torture, the Cognitive Ghost's face was covered with bloody marks. The bloody marks were connected and translated into a sentence: [No one starves to death here.]

……

One month later——

The black coffin was still shaking violently, but the strange instinct was becoming less and less, and the human impulse to seek physical affection took over.

Kiana's body is getting closer and closer to her original Herrscher body.

The Honkai energy surged in the body once again, trying to awaken the host's consciousness.

But they all ended in failure.

The notebook suddenly jumped onto Li Mo's face, opened the last page, and covered Li Mo's face.

The last page was filled with densely written content, with overlapping and intertwined handwriting, as if countless authors had signed their names on this page.

All the content is just repeating one sentence, a sentence that is straightforward and clear, and simple as it can be.

【My name is Li Mo, I will not die.】

Suddenly, the consciousness that had stopped functioning, as if the obstruction between gears was pried open, slowly began to turn.

The soul's spring was tightened again, moving slowly forward.

Simple words cannot bring back Li Mo's dead consciousness. The polluted consciousness cannot be the true self.

Li Mo's contamination was not as thorough as Gui Qi's, at least this body was not contaminated.

However, the Doom Ghost retained his consciousness, which should have been completely contaminated, and the strange spread was suppressed by the black coffin, preventing it from spreading further throughout the body.

Only a direct wedge is needed to awaken a sleeping person, because each person's body has countless parameters, and there is no body with exactly the same parameters. The unique body is also one of the symbols of the self.

Although the body cannot represent the self-consciousness, it is equivalent to a coordinate, a coordinate representing the self-consciousness.

Li Mo's consciousness is returning, and the ghost of doom in his mind awakens even earlier than his ego.

"Haha! You're finally dead! I'm still alive..."

The ghost of doom mocked Li Mo as usual, but when it noticed the woman riding on Li Mo, it howled like a ghost again.

"It's this woman again!! I'm going to die!"

After saying that, he immediately fell silent. It would probably take several days to erase the shadow cast by this awakening.

"Hmm..." Li Mo's dry lips moved and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"It's not easy to wake up, but it's so noisy, I can't have any peace at all... The Doom Ghost is buffing me again, is the weirdness coming again?"

"Hiss, my waist hurts!"

Li Mo just sat up and saw Kiana sitting up and down with a flushed face, her eyes blurred and her face turned outward.

"It's bad, it's fierce, I see Kiana is empty on me."

"It must be that I got up in the wrong position."

Li Mo lay back down again, then shifted gears, took off, and quickly sat up straight.

The scene before my eyes remained unchanged. The pure white body was like a perfect work of art, flawless and soft to the touch...

As soon as he sat up, Guiqi stretched out her hands and hugged his neck, and her cherry-red lips pressed against him passionately, sucking the air in Li Mo's mouth. The slippery tip of her tongue teased Li Mo's teeth and tongue root, intertwining and entwining them again.

Then he tried to eat it, but failed.