Chapter 133 Horror! War millet! Evil Emperor!
The college has begun a new exploration of the sewer area these days. On this day, Bing Zhixie walked around the college for a while, leisurely and bored. It's not the end of get out of class now, there aren't that many people playing in the college. Bing Zhixie didn't know if she was still considered a student of Ku Lanting. Her identity had been exposed, and there was no point in pretending in front of her classmates in those classes. Passing by the fighting arena, I saw Wayne and Luo fighting there again. These two guys fought during the day and at night, with almost no time to rest. If they continue to practice like this, what will they become in the future? people? It's hard to imagine.
Bing Zhixie did not go to say hello to them, but continued walking in the sunshine. Walking to the creek in the woods: "Cornelia, Bi..."
Bimoye and Cornelia were chatting, and when they saw Bing Zhixie coming, they both stood up . But Nilia was greeting Bing Zhixie, but Bimoye stared at him coldly.
Konelia wanted to say something happily, but she stopped talking when she saw the looks on both sides.
"Cornelia." Bimoye said to her: "Can you go over there and play for a while first?"
"Uh... yes." Cornelia jumped on the unicorn and looked back. They took one look and left far away.
Bing Zhixie raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "You still want to fight?"
"I know it was you that night." Bimoye said with a cold face: "This time I will never lose again!”
< br>"Just you?" Bing Zhixie was in a rare good mood today, so instead of walking away, he began to sarcastically say: "You may have some ability in front of others, but with me, you...are nothing more than that."
Bimoye became angry and glared at him.
Bingzhi smiled evilly and said: "You are just a poor thing trapped in an ivory tower. You have no idea how vast the outside world is. Is it amazing to become a red-robed magician at the age of 14? Let me tell you Well, there are many people outside who are about the same age as me and better than me. Do you still claim to be the world's number one genius?"
"..." Bimoye remained silent.
"You don't believe it? Do you think I'm lying to you? I don't have the habit of self-destruction." Bing Zhixie's face turned cold and he said coldly: "To me now, you are nothing but You're a clown, I don't even bother to fight with you, if you still have Self-awareness!"
Bimoye clenched his fists and watched him leave. He had never been so despised in his life. He felt angry and ashamed. He was startled and suddenly thought of Wasileb. What I said that day...
Bing Zhixie walked silently in the woods, and suddenly turned around and said: "The academy cannot allow people to truly grow. You can learn a lot of knowledge here, but you will never have a wealth of insights. If you leave now, Go to the outside world and have a try. Maybe in two years, you will have a relationship with me. The capital of a war. I hope to fight with you like that!"
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Late at night, a 16-year-old girl walked on the street of this strange city. You can see from the signboard that this road is Xingfu Road in Baiyun District.
"Are all the people living here happy?" the girl thought, but at this moment there was no one on the road to happiness. She walked on the road, neither hurried nor slow, heading towards the center of the city.
Two people walked in front of them, their steps were a little unsteady, and they seemed to have drunk some wine. They are a man and a woman, they look like a couple, but there is a big gap in their youth.
When passing by the girl, the older man's hazy and drunken eyes suddenly lit up: "What a sexy girl, so revealingly dressed."
The girl's long black hair is like a waterfall, hanging around her waist, untidy. The wonderful black silk dress wrapped her enchanting body, and the thin silver-black gauze patterned breasts slightly covered her chest. The same silver-black V-shaped pants only covered her vital parts, but made more people feel. Many places are exposed.
The man swallowed his saliva and still looked back at the girl passing by: "The quality of the technicians in the Imperial Capital is getting better and better, and they are still soliciting customers on the street so late. Girl, how much does it cost per night? Huh?”
The girl didn’t hear anything and walked on her own.
The woman next to the man said displeased: "You hug my body and look at other women! Isn't this too disrespectful to me?"
The older man sneered and said, "You're teasing her, you're not the same. You like to eat tender grass." "When did I eat tender grass?" the woman said sullenly.
The man said: "Stop pretending. A few days ago, weren't you always saying that Celeste Bingzhixie is very charming and will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up? Or Said that if you were ten years younger, you must marry her."
This man and woman are none other than Xeno Blanche and York. It's just that they have changed their clothes and appearance, and their original appearance is no longer visible.
The girl who was walking away stopped. She turned her head, staring at the man and woman who were drifting away from the corner of her eyes, and slowly squeezed them with her delicate hands.
Blanche and York returned to a private house and went up to the second floor. The two of them hugged each other fiercely without saying a word. York tore off the mask from Blanche's face and hugged her with two old hands.
But Blanche felt that York looked better now. She enjoyed her male companion's hands, and her own hands went to his belt.
The private life of two people with the breath of extravagance.
York laughed heartily: "With such subordinates, I wouldn't want to change my position!"
"Are you satisfied with my service?" Blanche looked up. He said with no shame on his face.
York smiled wider.
Suddenly, York found a person standing on the window sill that had been opened at some point: "Hey, it's... it's you?" After York was surprised, a trace of joy appeared on his face.
The person standing on the windowsill is none other than the black-haired girl just now.
Blanche was horrified by the sudden appearance of the girl, and showed a hint of jealousy. It was too dark on the street before, so they couldn't see clearly. Now under the lights in the house, they realized that the beauty of the girl in front of them was astonishing. She had never seen such a beautiful woman.
The girl stood on the window sill and looked at them coldly, unable to tell what her purpose was.
York's worries were different from Blanche's. This was the time when his evil desires were arousing, and he had already forgotten other thoughts and why she suddenly came here and how she got here. All he could see in his eyes was the beautiful and sexy girl in front of him who simply didn't belong to this world. He pursed his lips and showed what he thought was a friendly smile: "Hey, you're so beautiful, little girl. What are you doing here? Oh, I don't care what you do, you belong to me today!" He opened his arms and fiercely He hugged the girl in front of him.
Blanche glanced at her boss with disgust, but she had no way to say anything. The moment she saw her boss about to pounce on the girl in black, she suddenly saw something extremely terrifying...
The room was filled with the stench of blood. Blanche hid in the corner and couldn't help vomiting. She heard the painful moans in the room. Thinking of York's appearance at this time, she vomited even more fiercely. In the end, only sour water and gastric juice remained after vomiting, and I continued to vomit.
York is not dead yet. He is kneeling on the floor, raising his head, not begging or looking at anything, but just because the severe pain in his body makes him unable to move.
Hair, skin, ears, eyes... Everything began to rot deeply. There was no intact skin left. The flesh hanging on his face was rotting like brown rotten meat. Disgusting maggots came from his body. It crawls out of the flesh, crawls in again, lays eggs, and reproduces very quickly. But he is not dead yet, his throat has been rotted and broken, and he can no longer make a sound. The ribs in his chest have been eaten away by rotworms. Between the pieces of rotten flesh on the ribs, the internal organs in the chest can be faintly seen. All of them. The internal organs were decaying rapidly, and only the heart was fresh and beating alive.
York's eyes were bulging as he looked up, and his painful and horrifying eyes seemed to express his begging for mercy. But he didn't even beg to give himself a chance to enjoy himself. He couldn't speak or make a sound. He could only suffer from all this torture like this. He didn't even have a chance to ask why he was doing this, why he was doing this to himself.
Pain, only pain, the pain is so severe that people have forgotten everything. An eyeball moved a few times, and a cockroach emerged. A soft-bodied worm that looked like snot crawled out of the nostrils. The internal organs below the chest were covered with large black ants, enough to number tens of thousands.
Blanche only managed to avoid vomiting out her stomach. She could no longer bear such a horrific situation, and she fainted when she tilted her head.
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(End of this chapter)