Chapter 60: My blood

"Take me away...Take me out of here! Lin Qiu, help me!" Wang Weizhi's voice unconsciously revealed a little despair.
It's time for a stick of incense!
Lin Chuo felt a sharp pain hit.
On the surface of the skin, it seemed that ten thousand silver needles were suddenly inserted.
The pain burrows straight into the body, go straight into the soul.
On the palm of his right hand, Bing Leng beats quickly, as if urging.
Wang Weizhi was still struggling, but his body gradually solidified.
Lin Chu now finally knows the reason Ji Yuan has become stronger-it is precisely because of Wang Weizhi. Ji Yuan’s blood puppet is based on Huang Yinyue’s and Wang Yangyan’s resentment. Although Wei Liang in Bibotan aroused their love for their sons and made Ji Yuan abandon his previous achievements, as long as Ji Yuan captured Wang Weizhi and tortured him To death, the grievances between Huang Yinyue and Wang Yangyan will be reunited.
At this moment the blood puppet has become a success.
Although Wei Liang was not afraid of the blood puppet, if he just gave up on Wang Weizhi and killed Jiyuan and the blood puppet, Wang Weizhi would die.
If you die in this way, I am afraid that the souls will be trapped in the abyss of suffering like Huang Yinyue and Wang Yangyan, and will never be freed.
Lin Chu didn't want to give up, but it was time for a stick of incense!
The faint body cream light disappeared. The sharp needle-like pain pierced Lin Chiu's lungs, from the body surface to the bone marrow, everything was painless.
‘A stick of incense is the time when Wei Liang can me. I can actually hold it for a while! ’
Lin Chuo must have endured the intense pain, condensed the spiritual energy on the tip of the sword, and cut the black robe on Wang Weizhi's body.
That robe was already fused with the mud at the bottom of the pool, like thousands of black hands protruding from hell, pulling Wang Weizhi desperately to drag him into the endless abyss.
Liuli sword cut into the clothes, and Lin Chu heard a sharp scream in his ear.
Wang Weizhi seemed to be plunged into the mud, except for his head and neck, he could not move at all.
After cutting off his clothes, Lin Chu saw that the black blood mud had penetrated into Wang Weizhi's skin and flooded above his chest.
The Liuli Sword has a powerful warding off effect. Lin Chuo infused with spiritual energy and easily tore the robe woven from resentment completely. However, facing Wang Weizhi's solidified stone skin, she was helpless.
At this moment, the "needles" that pierced deeply into the body began to run rampant, trying to tear Lin Chuo's soul from the inside.
Sudden pain struck her, her eyes went dark and she heard sharp buzzing in her ears. She knew that she was hurting her soul at this moment.
Wang Weizhi moved his pale lips and said dumbly: "Kill me. Lin Qiu, kill me, then leave here."
Lin Chiu gritted his teeth heavily, swept his body lightly, grasped the glass sword in his hand, and slammed the dark golden sword light into the bottom of the pool.
"Don't, don't hold on..." Wang Weizhi's throat was already petrified, and he said with difficulty, "Quick, kill me. I'm about to fall completely. Once I lose my mind, you will die here."
Lin Chiu said evilly: "Giving up like this, then didn't Wei Liang and I suffer so much for nothing?!"
The sword style is more fierce.
After a few breaths, the object that imprisoned Wang Weizhi gradually appeared in front of his eyes.
It is a huge melanoma, with crimson blood vessels crawling on its surface, gurgling and twitching, with many root-like branches and buds drawn from the top, connecting to Wang Weizhi's feet, wrapping and assimilating him.
Lin Chuo pierced the melanoma with a fierce sword, and shouted: "Wang Yangyan! Huang Yinyue! Open your eyes to see clearly! This is your son Wang Youran! Are you pulling him to death together!"
The stern wailing suddenly vented out of the sword hole on the melanoma, and the hellish roar echoed everywhere in the entire dark space.
The aura flows along the sword tip, invades into the melanoma and wreaks havoc.
Lin Qiu felt that his body was also like torn cotton wool, being torn into strands from the inside, as if the wind was stronger, it would spread out.
The kind of pain she couldn't even imagine.
However, at this moment, she had no thought of giving up at all. Not only for Wang Weizhi, but also for herself.
The gap between her and Wei Liang is more than a moat.
Walking with him will bring the wind to his level and the rain to his level. Now that she has held his hand, she will not give up lightly.
Although she knew that even if she failed and couldn't save Wang Weizhi, Wei Liang would never be angry or underestimate her, but if she started to retreat when she started, where would she go to find courage in the future? Facing the strong wind and rain ahead? !
The road of thorns is still long in the future, and it's just the first step.
"Wei Liang...I will never admit defeat!"
Lin Chiu was so mad with pain, she clenched her teeth, sacrificed the change of the lotus, followed the gap cut by the sword, directly into the melanoma, and burst open!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" The harsh screams became more intense.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wang Weizhi's lower lip being drowned in black mud. He stared at Lin Chiu, two lines of tears falling in his eyes.
"Don't... leave me alone..."
Lin Chuo fell on the melanoma, thrust his sword heavily into the tumor's heart, suppressing the pain, let his voice go straight into the tumor.
"Wang Yangyan! Huang Yinyue! Open your eyes! See who is trapped by you! He is Wang Weizhi, Wang Youran!"
The dark golden spiritual energy overflowed along the sword tip to the surroundings, and Lin Jiao's voice whirled in the countless passages exploded by the Tan Lian transformation.
"Wang Weizhi...Wang Weizhi..."
"Wang Youran...Wang Youran..."
Lin Zhuo swept upwards, using a sword to cut the black vine that was implicated at Wang Weizhi's feet.
Cut off a vine, and the blood gushed out, extremely shocking.
The bridge of Wang Weizhi's nose was so high that it was gradually assimilated by the black mud.
He opened his eyes vigorously, as if playing with an irresistible power of dominance.
If it hadn't been for Lin Chuo to endure the pain and work hard for him, he would have given up at this moment.
He was still insisting, because Lin Chuo's reluctant appearance caused the ice-cold petrified heart in his chest to beat again.
This is an extremely novel experience.
It is not family affection, nor does it have to do with men and women, but is moved by the tenacity of another life, this tenacity is to save his life.
He couldn't help responding to this true and pure emotion.
‘Lin Qiu, if I don’t die, you friend, I’ll make it. ’
Lin Chuo's figure flew around the melanoma, she kept making large and small sword marks on the melanoma, and then blasted the lotus technique into the melanoma.
"Wang Yangyan! Huang Yinyue!"
Her voice gradually became hoarse, but the tumor of resentment still did not respond.
About the time when Wang Weizhi was tortured to death, Wang Yangyan and Huang Yinyue had completely eliminated their minds and humanity and turned them into the most evil things.
Lin Chuo's aura was exhausted.
The tearing pain in the body gradually subsided. She knows that this is not a good thing, maybe, it has already begun to shine.
She snatched up in front of Wang Weizhi.
She will definitely look at him for a while, her eyes calm and startling.
"Wang Youran, sorry, I have tried my best."
He blinked.
‘Well, I know, thank you. ’
Lin Chu sighed softly and pierced his heart with a sword.
She didn't expect that the first time she tried to kill someone, she actually killed an acquaintance.
Just as the sharp tip of the sword cut into the soft flesh of the heart, a gentle but irresistible force returned from the tip of the sword, pushing Lin Chu back slightly.
"This is... my blood! Hiss—this, this, this! I just said, looking at this kid, he looks very familiar, like my unsuspecting cub! This, this is my Arakawa blood. "
In the colored glaze sword, the silver light is blazing.
The three drops of Arakawa blood, which was condensed into petals, began to rotate rapidly, and wisps of blood flowed through the silver sword heart, venting to Wang Weizhi's completely petrified body.
They left the Liuli Sword and merged into Wang Weizhi's heart.
I saw the black fluid that had assimilated Wang Weizhi as if ice cubes were thrown into the magma, squeaking strangely, melting rapidly, and dripping downward.
Lin Chuo's head is constantly expanding and shrinking.
I couldn't react for a moment what happened.
In fact, she had long forgotten that Arakawa still lived in her sword.
No, wait, Wang Weizhi, from the blood of Arakawa? ! Isn’t Arakawa’s big cub Qin Wuchuan? Wang Wei is like Qin Wuchuan? Except for the thin eyes, where is it like? Do you think your son is ugly? Lin Chuo's head passed a series of thoughts blankly.
Her temples jumped suddenly, and the time of Wang Wei in front of her was near and far away.
The black matter receded, and he recovered his fair face and figure.
It's just that... the clothes on his body had already been cut to pieces by Lin Chuo.
Lin Chu didn't care about these things at this moment. Seeing that Wang Weizhi had escaped from the confinement of the melanoma, she hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Go!"
Raise his right hand and make a heavy stroke.
The strange sound of shattering sounded like cracking silk, and as if the wind was blowing through the space.
In the cut cracks, the dazzling white light flashed quickly, as if straight into the soul. Lin Chu was the end of the crossbow. When he was stimulated by the strong light, his eyes went black and he fainted.
In the deep sleep, a familiar voice gritted his teeth, and a voice of hatred said in her ear: "Let go!"
She subconsciously let go.
Then a refreshing liquid poured into her forehead.
Lin Chuo fell asleep.
...
At this moment, Ji Yuan was manipulating Wang Weizhi's body, climbing the sea of ​​bleeding, and hovering behind the blood puppet.
He was extremely cunning, and his perception of crisis was extremely keen, if not so, when he was in Bibotan last time, he would have been stewed in a pot by Wei Liang, how could he live now.
The discovery of this blood sea was purely an accident.
It took him seven days and seven nights to hide in Jimoling before successfully refining Wang Weizhi's little miscellaneous hair. Originally, he could leave here with the blood puppet before Wei Liang heard the news, and for the time being to avoid the limelight, but unexpectedly, when he just put away the spells and was about to leave, he actually sensed the path that he had pursued. The breath of a lifetime.
For thousands of years, in order to find her, he did not hesitate to use the most cruel means to kill countless young girls, turning them into the resentful girl, and looking for her shadow from them.
He frantically pursues power, so that one day, all the women in the world can be made into You Ji, so that no matter who she is reincarnated into, he can find her again and get her...
When the blood puppet became successful, he actually felt her existence in this ordinary cave.
He manipulates the blood puppet and digs into the ground like crazy.
And the mud under this Jie Mo Ling, as if conscious, gave way to him very consciously, continuously collapsed and collapsed downwards, and fell into the cliff of ten thousand feet in a trance.
Below, there is a whole sea of ​​blood.
Ji Yuan felt that she must be helping him, she wanted to help him solve Wei Liang here, and never end his troubles.
Yes, she has always been like this, giving everything to be good to him until she finally died for him.
She is Ji Yuan's only weakness.
Because of this, Ji Yuan already faintly felt something was wrong at this moment, but forcibly ignored the sense of crisis that climbed into his heart. When he thought that she was looking at him in the dark, he was very proud and wanted to let her see with his own eyes. Now he is very different from before.
He is already a real man standing on the top of the world.
He slowly raised his arms.
The blood puppet in front of him also made the same posture.
The sea of ​​blood began to move.
In just two or three breaths, the surrounding sea suddenly "stands up".
Originally Jiyuan and Wei Liang were facing each other above the sea of ​​blood. In the blink of an eye, the two seemed to have fallen into the bottomless abyss, and the waves on the four walls that pierced into the sky were about to encircle!
The rumbling of the tsunami was deafening, and the fishy wind was as real as it could seep into Wei Liang's robes.
He didn't care about himself, he only used Frost to freeze the sleeping Lin Chuofeng in his arms, then slightly raised his jaw, looking at Jiyuan indifferently.
Ji Yuan slowly closed his arms.
The blood puppet moves faster than him.
The moment the palms were closed, the blood turned into a red lightning bolt, and it hit Wei Liang!
Ji Yuan's long eyebrows narrowed slightly, narrowing the godless eyes on Wang Wei's corpse.
He did not order the blood puppet to attack.
The blood puppet will indeed bite the owner. So when the blood puppet was refining, Ji Yuan had left countless doors, as long as the blood puppet changed, he would be aware of it.
However, at this moment, the waves of blood have crashed down.
With this kind of power, even Ji Yuan had to avoid the edge for a while, and could not take care of the abnormal blood puppet for a while.
Although he knew something was wrong in his heart, since the blood puppet attacked Wei Liang, it meant that it was not trying to eat the lord at this moment, but was fierce and frantic, a little out of control. This is not a big deal.
Ji Yuan was not worried that the blood puppet would be defeated by Wei Liang.
In Bibotan, Wei Liang just used Huang Yinyue and Wang Yangyan's love of protecting the calf to dispel grievances. Now the blood puppet has become mature, and Wang Weizhi is a ruthless and unrighteous boy, who has no power to awaken his mind.
Let the blood puppet play with the former demon master.
"Mei Niang...Where are you...You are optimistic...I will defeat the best in the world and show you..."
In the blood wave, Ji Yuan's expression was in a trance.
He slowly dipped his fingertips with a puff of blood rushing to his face and smeared it on his eyelids.
Wang Weizhi's eyes were long and thin, and his face was porcelain-white. With such a touch, he was even more like an actor than Ji Yuan himself.
After finishing his makeup, Ji Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the roar over the sky. The huge waves are so high that they can't cover the waves caused by the earth-shattering battle inside.
In the tumbling blood wave, the palm of the blood puppet Wang Weizhi, traversing the blood and blood, confronted Wei Liang again and again.
At the place where the two palms meet, the faint white light continues to flicker and annihilate, while the blood puppet trembles all over, rippling waves from the outside to the inside.
The corners of the handsome and evil lips of the blood puppet slowly provoked.
"Not bad, a bit of a real skill." It said with a mouthful.
The sight collides, the heart understands.
Wei Liang smiled coldly, starting with no mercy.
The most powerful thing about the blood puppet is the weird form that can almost be called the immortal body.
No matter how powerful a sword move is, it will explode and disperse it into blood. But the blood water will squirm and re-coagulate.
Not to mention stab it, chop it, or chop it with a sword. This kind of play can't cause any harm to it at all.
An enemy with an immortal body is the most terrifying enemy. Not to mention, this blood puppet can not only condense a body of blood into a sturdy form capable of destroying gold and jade, but also, like a demon cultivator, it can use "intention" to form a terrifying killer that is comparable to a monk's superb sword style.
"You can't beat me to death." The blood puppet continued to sneer, "Are you angry? Wei Liang, if you let Lin Qiu let me, I will join hands with you to deal with Jiyuan, how about this deal, right?"
"Looking for death." Wei Liang's thin lips moved slightly, and he spit out two words coldly.
Hoar frost floated in his eyes, and the blood puppet's actions immediately became much slower. The surrounding blood waves were frozen into icicles, they were like giant frost hands, every time the blood puppets passed by, they would be firmly glued to those icicles.
It can only continuously abandon part of its body to escape.
The sound of freezing is like a golden jade.
Not long after, I saw Wei Liang's white-lighted hand strangling the blood puppet's neck.
Ice and cold poured in, and the face of Kuxiao Wang Weizhi gradually solidified.
It rounded its slender eyes, moved its lips with difficulty, and made a few begging mouths at Wei Liang.
A rain of blood poured down, and through the curtain of heavy blood, Ji Yuan found in horror that the blood puppet had been broken up!
...
After not knowing how long he slept, Lin Chuo's eyelids trembled and opened his eyes in a daze.
She lay in Wei Liang's arms, and the two flew over the boundless sea of ​​blood.
A red shadow is like a swimming fish, potentially under the sea of ​​blood, quickly fleeing into the distance.
Wei Liang sneered at the corners of his lips. With every step he took, he would sweep nearly a kilometer. He didn't rush, chasing behind the walking shadow, watching him run away in panic and embarrassment.
"Where is Wang Weizhi?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a severe tingling pain in her head, as if she had been stuffed into a hundred knives.
As soon as Wei Liang's face sank, she saw that her face was twisted because of the pain, and tears filled her eyes.
With thin lips pursed slightly, he swallowed back what he was about to say, and said quietly: "In front, block Jiyuan."
Lin Chuo keenly noticed that he was in a bad mood.
She glanced at his face, rubbed his chest with her cheek, and whispered, "It would be great for him to be fine. The first time I do things for my husband, I'm really afraid of messing up and disappointing you."
Well, it's mainly for you, not for Wang Weizhi.
She felt his chest tremble slightly, and immediately, a calm voice came from above her head: "No."
She, who was still keen, heard a smile from his pretentiously calm tone.
She quietly breathed a sigh of relief and thought, a person who really cares about herself is really good.
The light in front of me suddenly dimmed.
The handsome and earth-shattering face slumped, his forehead against his forehead, and he said: "Go back, you will definitely reward Madam well."
Then he grabbed her lips, and while tossing around, he arrogantly pushed her teeth away and stirred up the waves of her heart.
A big hand pushed aside the belt he had fastened for her, stroked it across the heavy lining, and stroked her in front of her.
"Next time..." He said bitterly during the interval between kissing her, "No matter how much you dare to be strong, you will be..."
Had two heavy breaths.
"On the spot... do it!"
The movements on his hands and lips were aggravated, and he told her with practical actions that this was definitely not a threat.
Lin Chuo was a little breathless due to his kisses, and pressed his hands weakly against him, making a slight breath, "Uh, uh" in response.
He loosened her lips.
Dashou also withdrew her clothes, and thoughtfully fastened her belt.
Lin Chu almost forgot that he was chasing Jiyuan.
Wei Liang seemed to have a mind-reading skill, and said with a low smile: "I don't have to take action. If Wang Weizhi can't handle even this little thing, then he doesn't need to live."
Lin Zhuo nodded.
She actually wanted to know what Wang Weizhi was like now, but she had a strong desire to survive, so she closed her mouth tightly and didn't ask any more.
I still remember that in a coma, I heard a "let go".
What hand to let go?
Naturally, it was Wang Weizhi's hand.
When taking Wang Weizhi away, she grabbed his hand and dragged him out. Since Wei Liang could see the "hand" of the soul, he must have seen it too. Wang Weizhi was a naked big white fish.
and so……
Can't think about it, just think about it as Shura Field.
You can't talk about it, just talk about Buddha jumping over the wall.
At this moment, the whole person was cuddling in Wei Liang's arms, and it was not convenient to summon the Liuli Sword to see Arakawa, so Lin Chu could only suppress his curiosity, honestly nestled in Wei Liang’s chest, let him take her and chase Behind Ji Yuan, he was ready to watch the show.
This sea of ​​blood is endless and shocking.
Above my head, there is endless darkness.
In the sea of ​​blood, waves and undercurrents are surging crazily, which is not where the calm waves are.
The boundary of the land?
Lin Chu's heart grew more and more alarmed.
Could it be that there is really no purgatory in this world?
Wei Liang's lips slowly sneered.
I saw the scarlet figure that was fast wandering around, and suddenly hit a blood wave!
The collision was so violent that Ji Yuan overturned three or five somersaults in a sea of ​​blood before barely stabilizing his figure.
This collision ran him into the sea.
Ji Yuan looked back into the sky and saw Wei Liang following not far away. He immediately sacrificed a blood sea of ​​righteous demon to intercept Wei Liang, his body trembled and turned into thick blood, from Wang Weizhi’s broken body. Gushing out in the middle, wanting to escape into the deep sea.
Just at this moment, a strange wave of blood was hitting him!
The pool of demon blood, which was about to escape into the sea of ​​blood, was surrounded by waves of blood, engulfed, and forced back into Wang Weizhi's remains.
And the pool of dark blood that surrounded Jiyuan was also surging, digging into his dead body from Wang Weizhi's seven orifices and the hole in his abdomen!
Wei Liang waved his long sleeves, and every inch of blood became ice.
He stepped forward carelessly and stopped in front of Wang Weizhi's corpse floating on the sea of ​​blood.
At this moment, this corpse contained two blood bodies.
One is the great achievement of the "Hundred Infants' Blood Reduction" technique, which can completely melt oneself into a Jiyuan, and the other is Wang Weizhi, who was refined into a blood puppet by Jiyuan.
In the broken body, blood collided and surged.
Either you die, or I die!