Chapter 397 Disguise
Darkness gathered behind him, like a pool of sticky black water, and countless black and red lines appeared on Wei Jinting's exposed skin, like marks.
Longluo is both a curse and a shackles.
Staring at him with no interest, the knife in his hand seemed to have its own consciousness, making a buzzing sound similar to excitement.
Wu raised the corners of his mouth, and his originally handsome face began to turn ferocious. He stared into Wei Jinting's eyes, his eyes filled with desire.
Compared with the person in front of him, the strange stories he had collected before were all rubbish. This is what he wanted!
He wants to make Wei Jinting his most perfect collection.
Become the scariest ghost story!
The darkness entrenched in Wusi completely boiled without any warning, as if a black ocean ushered in a storm.
The next second, two shadows that were so fast that they were blurry collided hard, and the afterglow of the excitement was like two black waves.
The sharp blade left a deep mark on Wei Jinting's body. If he hadn't avoided it in time, his entire left arm would have been cut off.
Wei Jinting's originally normal left arm turned gray, filled with a lifeless aura, countless blood vessels were broken, and blood was constantly dripping along the slender fingertips.
The splashed blood swims along the tip of the knife, giving people a shocking beauty.
What is even more strange is that the blood seems to have come alive, boiling violently and turning into countless dark red veins.
The black and red curse that was originally on Wei Jinting's body actually appeared on the arm that was not holding the knife, and even wrapped around the knife.
The curse was densely packed, squirming like a baby snake, surging towards Wu's body and heart.
Raised his hand, looking at the curse that was desperately squirming, Wu showed a disappointed expression, "Is that just this?" He waved the knife and shook it gently, shattering the curse wrapped around the knife.
Immediately afterwards, countless curses lurking around were twisted into dozens of chains, stabbing at him like swords, like a giant python smelling blood.
At this time, the room had disappeared, and the place where the two of them were standing was a dark ocean.
The chain completely formed by the curse swept towards Wu, but the latter had no intention of evading, and cut it off with a knife.
The cursed chain is fearless and fearless, pouring out like a black ocean, like the man holding a knife and swimming upstream.
During the fight, he found his opponent's weakness.
It seems that he can only use the chains condensed by the cursed power to attack. In the first fight, he was injured by himself in just one encounter.
As long as you get close to him, the game will be over.
As if he had guessed Wu's thoughts, countless curse chains tightly wrapped Wei Jinting's body, as if he was hiding under a black-red curse waterfall.
The light of the sword is airtight, and after the chains are broken, they turn into dark red curse splashes. Although it is not fatal when it touches the body, it will also cause trouble for oneself.
It is not easy to get close to him.
The next second, after cutting off a chain that was sneaking up from behind, Wu's figure suddenly appeared next to the huge picture album.
A hand was placed on the picture album, and the picture album slowly opened. A sinister atmosphere came out, and then, a scalp-numbing scene appeared.
An arm stretched out from the album, with blood on it.
No.
More than one.
There are dozens of arms, the arms are lead-grey, and you can tell they are not living hands. The fingers are bent into claws, and countless evil ghosts crawl out of the album.
Wei Jinting, who saw this scene through the gap, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
This Wu. actually released the ghost in the ghost story.
Dozens of ghosts rushed over, grabbed the chains, and bitten wildly. Although there were ghosts who were strangled by the chains from time to time, or whose bodies were burst due to being unable to bear the curse, this really brought a lot of trouble to Wei Jinting. .
Taking advantage of the brief moment when the chain was entangled by the group of ghosts, Wu had cut off the curse blocking him and came all the way to Wei Jinting.
The next second, the sharp blade penetrated the latter's body.
Vomiting out a mouthful of blood, the mutations on Wei Jinting's body melted like ice and snow, and the surrounding darkness receded like a tide.
Room 808 is still at their feet.
Staring at the man in front of him who only had half life left, he pulled out the knife with an expressionless expression. Wei Jinting covered the wound and staggered back a few steps, but in the end he managed to stand firm.
"Huh——, Huh——" He gasped, the knife that stabbed him seemed strange, the wound seemed to be being torn apart continuously, and it was painful.
He knew that the sword was also stained with a curse.
The despair and curse of having nothing to bear are no less than myself.
"Ahem." He coughed violently, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand. After a while, he grinned, revealing his teeth stained with blood: "You are more troublesome than I thought. Some.”
Wu looked at him and didn't answer. There was a cold light flowing on the blade beside him.
“Oh, it hurts me so much.” Wei Jinting broke through instantly. While covering his wound and leaning his back against the wall, Lai Ji, who couldn’t stand it, said, “You are so cruel. Just wait, I will remember you ! ”
“My ability is not suitable for fighting, so it’s not shameful to say that I can’t beat you this time, and I have agreed to challenge you in a one-on-one fight,” he complained with some regret: "If I had known earlier, I would have held my hand Xiao Ranran is here, and he will kill you in a matter of minutes."
"Those who lose their doors will no longer have memories." Wu looked at Wei Jinting who had lost the ability to resist, as if he was watching something. My beloved collection, "So it makes no sense whether you remember me or not. In the end, the result is the same for you."
Wu looked Wei Jinting up and down, the satisfaction in his eyes could not be hidden, with It is rare to find a collection with a door.
"It might hurt a little." Too lazy to talk nonsense, Wu Dao held up the knife and walked slowly towards him, "Bear with it, and soon," he paused, "you will never feel pain again."< br>
“Wait!” Wei Jinting looked at Wu who was getting closer and closer. He took off his hood and shouted, "I still have something to discuss with you."
Staring at Wei Jinting's face, Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he nodded gently as if he suddenly understood something. He nodded, "So this is your ability."
"Okay, okay, I'm convinced. I'm convinced, isn't it okay!" Wei Jinting, who had completely changed his appearance, shouted: "My ability is disguise, and I prefer reading horror comics to A gentle horror novel. ”
“ So if you let me get into your weird stories, it would be an infringement against civil consciousness." Wei Jinting snorted and threatened: "This is illegal! The police will not let you go. I have to treat you to some peanuts.”
A hint of impatience flashed across Wu's face. He was not an easy person to talk to, especially to such an unreasonable guy.
Seeing that Wu Dong was murderous, Wei Jinting hurriedly shouted: "You can't kill me. If you kill me, then we will all die!" (End of Chapter)
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