Chapter 211 The body is rotten
Sudden changes, unprepared serious injuries.
Even though he already knew that this little girl was no longer human, Balian always believed that this thin, thin and pitiful little daughter was forced to stay by his side.
But I never thought that there would be such a sudden change.
The soft tongue can penetrate his corpse demon body instantly.
Bailian's eyes trembled as he looked down at the scarlet tongue passing through his chest.
He was deeply shocked, as if he could not bear the huge pain. He frowned tightly, groaned, and blood overflowed from his lips.
His body shook violently as if he was unstable, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, unable to hold on to the old ghost's wrist any longer.
"Cough cough cough..." Balian covered his lips with one hand and coughed blood, his eyes filled with blue-gray deathly panic and shocking despair.
The old ghost who was lying on the ground slowly got up. His skin was forcibly peeled off, and sticky flesh and blood kept falling from his body.
The air was full of stench.
This time it was the old ghost's turn to look down at him.
There was a sarcastic smile in his eyes, and his pale green eyes rolled around.
"I told you not to meddle in other people's business. The most fatal blow always comes from behind."
Bailian gritted his teeth in pain and pierced his chest. The long scarlet tongue kept squirming and pushing between his chest.
A very long tongue, as if there is no end.
What’s even worse is that there are countless dense barbs like small silver hooks on the tongue.
During the squirming and pushing, the sharp pain was extremely intense.
The blood surged wildly, making the scarlet tongue wet and even more ferocious.
Those small barbs seemed to be alive, like countless reptiles constantly dancing, swallowing the blood flowing out of his body.
The picture looked extremely horrifying.
Bailian seemed to be in great pain and uneasiness. He raised his trembling palm and held the long tongue tightly. He heard the distorted laughter of the girl coming from behind him.
Her tongue was pulled out, and it came out from deep in her throat.
In addition to the smell of blood, there is also a strong smell of old man.
She clearly looks like a girl, but she exudes such a rotten atmosphere.
Balian struggled to speak: "In the fairy city, you and other ghosts are rampant, aren't you afraid that the emperor will punish you severely?"
The old ghost was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sinister smile: "Xianling City was founded. Before the city, it was just a ghost town. In a land surrounded by mountains, there are ghosts in the mountain city. It is a place of chaos and darkness. The emperor and the empress turned the town into a green silk to suppress the ghost mountains.
People only know that this place is a fairy city on earth, but they don't know that it is a fairy city. Down, it is suppressing the force Three Thousand Ghosts!
Just with that wisp of black hair, three thousand evil ghosts can be suppressed. In the inner city, above the land is a fairy city that never sleeps, and below the land is a ghost mountain hanging upside down in the abyss! br>
Those to No evil evil god dares to make trouble under the lingering power of the empress. The empress is a great virtue, but she is particularly tolerant to the little devils in the outer city. Do you really think that the empress does not know what I did tonight? ”
As if to completely break Balian's faith and persistence, the old ghost's skinless face pressed closely against him.
The suffocating smell of rotting corpses came to his face. He used his bloody hand to grab Balian's hair and forced his head up.
The old ghost said with a sharp smile: "The gate of hell is open tonight because of the grace of the empress, who rewarded me with blood and food."
His ghost claws used force and smashed Bilian's head hard. He pulled hard and said that in front of him, the face without facial features was very ferocious, and the faint green eyes flashed with a biting light.
"You and I are both dark creatures, but we are just wearing a good skin and a good face. With this beautiful fake face that looks like a human being, do we really think that we are human? Do we see it like this? Wanting to be saved by everyone will only make you sink faster in the darkness.”
Balian's eyes trembled, looking at his pair of deep and dark green eyes, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with these eyes. It seemed that he could see something deeper in the depths of his eyes.
This old ghost! !
"Yes! You guessed it right!" The old ghost who understood Bailian's eyes laughed hoarsely and deeply.
“My eyes are God-given eyes, able to see things that ordinary people and even most practitioners cannot see.”
Balian's eyes sank slightly: "You mean, this skin of mine... doesn't belong to me?"
The old ghost smiled scornfully, and looked at him carefully with his green eyes. After a while.
“The body is dead, it is the body of the dead, but this face is just covered with a new face.
It’s ridiculous, everyone is dead, why He also deliberately conceals his true appearance What appearance? This skin must be covering a face as scarlet and ugly as mine."
Thin clouds rose in the sky, covering the desolate moonlight in a hazy place, in the deserted alley. The weak moonlight was destroyed with the clouds.
Balian's pale face dimmed in the floating light and shadow, and even the old ghost's eyes lost their ability to capture the moment.
His voice continued to sound in the dark night, a bit cold.
“It seems that you attach great importance to your eyes, but——”
His words paused slightly, and the old ghost suddenly felt that a majestic wave like a sea was appearing in front of him. illusion.
He couldn't help but feel awe, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and everything in his body gave out a vague tingling feeling.
The thin clouds quickly dispersed, and the faint moonlight once again revealed Balian's handsome face.
He is laughing.
The smile was calm, and he slowly raised his palm in a very calm and casual manner, waving away the ghost hand that was pulling his hair.
The old ghost suddenly realized that he had become completely powerless at some point. His hand was pushed away so easily, and it was difficult for him to change even the slightest amount of Yin Qi.
The fear and shock in the young man's eyes had long since faded away like water, and what was left was only as calm and comfortable as the Ningyuan Sea.
He looked at the young man's chest with trembling eyes. The fatal bloody wound had stopped bleeding at some point.
And the tongue that seemed to be grasped in pain just now also hung down in his palm like a blood-red strip of cloth.
Through the palm of the hand, a thin golden light can be faintly seen seeping out.
The length of the tongue sticking out was enough, and Balian could easily pull it out and pull it out from his chest.
The corpse demon has a sense of pain, especially when it is hurt by the same kind of ghost, the pain it feels is even higher than the damage suffered by ordinary people.
However, there was no pain and shock in Balian's face when he was injured in the sneak attack just now.
The movements were calm, as simple as taking out a handkerchief from between his clothes.
The long tongue dragged on the ground, weak and limp, and sometimes twitched and struggled twice. The small silver-hook thorns on the tongue stood up in defiance, trying to prick his palm.
But for Balian, these sharp barbs are just as soft and irritating as dandelions.
If he hadn't deliberately sold him a flaw just now, this ghost tongue alone would not be able to pierce his body.
The old ghost's eyes widened as he watched the wounds on his chest recover at an alarming speed. Within a moment, his chest was smooth and smooth, with no scars left.
Bailian looked at the old ghost in front of him and said calmly: "It's just that you seem to dislike your own tongue very much. You would rather hide it elsewhere than keep it safely in your own body. "
(End of this chapter)