Chapter 154 The bones have turned to ashes
The surrounding space, aura, spiritual power, everything has changed.
The shadow of danger arises spontaneously and looms over my heart.
The Yuxiao Sword in Wen Hanwei's hand trembled crazily. There was a living thing in the sword, which was an early warning of danger.
Pressing the hilt of the sword with his bare hand, the sound of the sword suddenly stopped.
It was impossible for her not to feel that the power that the man accumulated next was enough to destroy this small world.
But her eyes remained calm, and she turned to look at Balian's side face.
Wen Hanwei suddenly made an inappropriate move.
The white and slender plain hands gently lifted the hair on the shoulders, and the dark fragrance filled the sleeves, revealing a white and delicate slender neck.
She tilted her head slightly, defenseless against Balian's gesture, and even had a somewhat relieved smile on her lips: "I'm afraid I'm going to die here. I'm a little sad about your matter. .”
Wen Hanwei always acted casually, regardless of the consequences or the occasion.
At the moment, she herself has not realized how seductive and ambiguous her behavior is.
Her eyes were clear and free of impurities, with worry and sadness.
Bailian was stunned, and the arms holding her thin body began to become stiff, and the calmness and calmness when facing the enemy were completely gone from her face.
He said hoarsely: "Sad?"
Wen Hanwei said: "I didn't know how painful it was for you when I couldn't witness your death with my own eyes."
"After years of separation, you have become a demon. I can't imagine the moment you woke up from the coffin. What kind of mood do you hold?
But I know that you can no longer taste the food, tea and wine in this life. You will only remember the taste of blood, so I am a little sad and a little worried.
With your character, I don’t know if you have ever had a good meal. Now, We are all going to die, and I want you to be satisfied for once.”
Si Kong, who was brewing murderous intent, was stunned.
I never expected that the Ninth Sutra of Taixuan would be able to say such words to a corpse demon who had different paths of good and evil.
The little rabbit in his arms, eyes squinted and ears drooped, seemed to be about to fall asleep, slowly opened his eyes.
The three-petal mouth moved, her ears stood up, covering Wen Hanwei's snow-white neck, and then she twisted her head, as if she wanted to show off her 'jade neck'.
However, Afutu was born short and fat, with soft and fluffy fur. Under the round head, the neck was so crowded that it was almost negligible.
After discovering this, it turned its red eyes helplessly.
No matter how young and mature Baili Anrao is, he still doesn't know how to deal with Wen Hanwei's gentleness and kindness.
Such an upright and strong woman.
Able to die calmly, able to hold a sword without surrender.
Like a steel sword that does not bend.
But she was able to show such a gentle expression and devote all of herself to his lips, teeth and fangs.
I don’t know how to respond, and I don’t have time to respond.
Because Sikong was very disgusted and disgusted with the scene before him.
A ray of light in the darkness, for a being like him who is wandering in the long cold night.
That is not warm hope, but piercing irony.
It is raining from heaven and earth, blood-red rain, and the entire Black City world is suddenly filled with a sense of desolation, emptiness, coldness, and despair.
It seemed that the next moment, the entire world would be buried in the underworld by this rain of blood.
With a flip of his hand, he controlled the rain of blood. The space collapsed piece by piece, and the rain of blood fell towards the two people supporting each other. A cruel smile appeared on his lips.
Bailian grabbed Wen Hanwei's delicate wrist, tilted her body, and quickly covered her under him, facing the scarlet murderous rain in the sky with his thin back!
“Crack!”
The sound of bones breaking.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the pounding rain.
Bailian's eyes suddenly widened, because he did not feel any pain from his body, but there was a heavy and cold weight on his back.
Wen Anwei was pressed under him and her eyes widened: "On your body, there is a white bone——"
The bones of the corpse were cold, and the dry heart under the bones instantly The rain of blood turned him into a piece of pus and blood, staining Balian's clothes red.
Baigu put his hands on the ground, clearly showing a posture of protecting him to the death!
Bailian's mind was blank and at a loss. He looked at the pair of bone-white palms supporting the ground. There was also a snake-shaped silver ring between the index fingers of his left hand, which was faintly reflecting the luster of the blood rain.
The outline of the ring is cold and evil, giving people an ominous feeling.
And the owner of this ring is protecting him.
Thinking of this, Bailian's heart suddenly felt painful, as if he had been pricked by a rusty needle.
The emotions he was once afraid of losing were now flooding his heart like a flood out of control, uncontrollably.
Is that...sadness?
Wen Hanwei froze and almost subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug him.
Because at this moment, Balian's eyes were filled with blood and tears.
The corpse demon is dead, so there should be no tears, let alone crying.
But, he was crying.
He didn't know why, why he was crying, why his emotions could get out of control to such an uncontrollable level.
Who is it! ! !
Who is the white skeleton behind him?
"Oh?" Si Kong stood up from the throne: "This is really a surprise again. My best friend will stand up for you."
The weight of the skeletal corpse behind him was quickly dispersed by the rain of blood and turned into white dust, but not a drop of the blood rain came close to him.
Bailian sat up straight, staring blankly at the dust in the sky with his blood-stained eyes.
Wen Hanwei picked up the silver ring on the ground, frowned in thought, as if she had remembered something, and her eyes were even more confused.
"Why? He will protect me..." Balian murmured.
Si Kong laughed maliciously: "Yes, why? Now you have another fascinating secret. Sure enough, you are a gift from God."
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The white corpse dust brushed against Balian's face and wiped up his long hair.
Bailian's head hurt more deeply. He shook his head firmly, looked at Sikong and said, "I won't stay here, I want to live!"
At this moment, He is extremely eager to find his lost memory!
This kind of impulse can make him do whatever it takes.
Amid the blood and rain, he slowly raised his arm, his eyes no longer filled with the awe-inspiring fighting spirit before, and pointed his finger at the man's heart.
Si Kong's perfect face froze slightly, and then he felt that it was impossible, so he showed a sarcastic smile and said: "Huh? Why, after seeing such power, is it possible that you still want to say that you can insert your sword into me? Can't these ashes protect your heart? "How long have I been holding you?"
Bailian shook his head and said: "You are very strong. With my current strength, I can only hurt you once. Naturally, I cannot pierce the sword into your heart, but I can. Pull out the sword from your heart."
With a faint word, Si Kong was shocked, as if struck by thunder, his scarlet lips turned pale and trembled instantly: "You...what did you say?"
Bailian said: "I You know exactly what to say.”
Many people say that the protagonist is too weak. In fact, the protagonist is not weak. It’s just that the characters he encounters are all perverts. Compared with the protagonist who kills Long Aotian without mercy, I want to write a protagonist who is indomitable and not a so-called loser. , as someone of the same level, Xiao An is not considered weak.
(End of this chapter)