Chapter 429 Without You, I Will Die
The sword is drawn.
Blood spilled.
The next moment.
The sword stabbed into the heart again, and a foot kicked into the waist and abdomen.
The body hit the ground with a dull sound.
Two swords stabbed in, and the person on the ground curled up in pain.
Blood gushed out from his mouth and nose to his heart.
His hair was sticky with blood, and his cheeks were stained red by the blood. He curled up, gradually stretched out his arms and legs, and lay flat on the ground.
His body was shaking with pain, and Feng Yulai wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and nose with trembling hands.
It can’t be wiped out, it can’t be completely wiped out.
Instead, blood was everywhere, soaking the black clothes, face and neck, leaving them red everywhere.
His brows were twisted in pain, but his eyes were looking up at the person in front of him with burning eyes.
The person in front of him was looking down at him, and the force of his foot was pressing down on his waist and abdomen.
pain.
It really hurts.
It hurts so much that I want to die immediately.
but--
The wind and rain come with rapid breathing.
His bloodstained hands trembled as he groped and grabbed the foot that crushed him.
Two more palm prints suddenly appeared on the dark gray shoe upper.
"Again……"
“Ahem—”
Feng Yulai coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood. His black pupils shrank rapidly due to the severe pain. The drop of blood hanging from his eyelashes dripped into his eyes with the amplitude of his trembling, turning the whites of his eyes red.
"Push harder..."
"Step on me, kill me..."
The lips that spoke trembled and raised an arc, his whole face was covered in blood, and his eyes were filled with obsession that almost turned into substance.
"Whatever you want, it's fine—"
Disgust rose in Ye Xingzhou's eyes. Without hesitation, he pulled out his foot and kicked Feng Yulai in the face.
His toes hit his chin, and Feng Yulai's head tilted to one side due to the force.
He covered his kicked jaw and smiled contentedly.
From a laugh that was stuck in the throat to a loud laugh showing a mouth full of bloody teeth.
It's the sun.
The perceptible sun.
The sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch are all at the top level.
So warm.
So warm.
I can't wait to eat the person in front of me.
Where to start eating?
The wind and rain came, and I squinted my eyes, looking back at those eyes with the attitude of someone looking up.
Just start with the eyes.
These eyes are so beautiful.
During the day, it is stained with sunlight, showing a beautiful amber gold, and at night it is dark, cleaner and brighter than ordinary people.
Feng Yulai pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue. The smell of blood in his mouth and nose was so strong that it made him feel nauseous, but he only felt a numbness on the tip of his tongue.
“It feels so good.”
A satisfied moan came from his throat.
The soft sword made a clanging sound and pressed against Feng Yulai's throat.
"Did you set up the Blood Moon Formation?"
What a lunatic.
Stabbing or kicking someone down is a very normal behavior.
but.
When the wind and rain came, everything changed.
It seemed as if his appearance was just to let Ye Xingzhou stab him a few times with the sword.
He can hold people's shoes in both hands, with eyes full of obsession as if he is holding gold.
Would a normal person do such an inhumane thing?
Ye Xingzhou suspected that if he pulled his foot out a second later, the wind and rain would have come into close contact with the shoe.
When the wind and rain come, we need to call an expert home.
Ye Xingzhou was so upset that he couldn't even utter a curse word.
Swearing is useful to others, but when the storm comes, the more you curse, the more you feel good.
Magic attacks and physical damage are like flirting, completely nonsensical.
So Ye Xingzhou went straight to the point.
If the wind and rain come to the ghost market, they are vengeful spirits; if they leave the ghost market, they are heartless people.
The sword that was stabbed into the heart just now was to confirm whether Feng Yulai had a heart.
No heart.
Ye Xingzhou was basically certain that he did not go back in time, but was trapped in the Blood Moon Formation.
At first, I couldn't sense the soul contract or the external situation, so it was most likely the manipulation of the formation.
But what about these living citizens who are parasitized?
Is he really alive or just an illusion?
Feng Yulai's ability was so strange that Ye Xingzhou couldn't guess what he was up to.
In response to his words, Feng Yulai just smiled with a curved lip.
He smiled and used his throat to push against the soft sword that was originally against his neck.
The extremely Yang energy restrains the wounds caused by wind and rain, which will not heal but will only become bigger due to burning and corrosion.
Death is inevitable.
But if it stabs his throat this time, Fengyu will be unable to speak and will die faster.
The sword blade cut through the neck, leaving a burning blood mark.
Ye Xingzhou put away his sword and picked up a stick from an empty street vendor to protect himself from the rain.
Feng Yulai lay on the ground, unable to move, but his eyes were still glued to Ye Xingzhou, following his movements.
It looks really good.
Even the hair smells so good.
Too long.
I don't smell any fragrance.
Too long.
I didn't feel the good side anymore.
"When did you recover your memory?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
Fengyulai curved his lips and said, "When it's time to recover, it's recovered."
Ye Xingzhou narrowed his eyes and immediately raised his foot to create three steps of distance between him and Feng Yulai.
He understood that beating, scolding and interrogation were useless.
Even if a pile of manure is poured out now, it will roll around in it twice when the wind and rain come. Then ask Ye Xingzhou if it is strong enough.
There won't be a single word of truth coming out of his mouth.
The enemy was having a good time, but Ye Xingzhou was the only one who felt disgusted.
It can be said that he has met the nemesis of his life.
Therefore, instead of blindly pressing the issue, it is better to pick out the points that are most pressing and prescribe the right remedy.
Feng Yulai asked him to stay closer, and Ye Xingzhou would stay away. Anyway, Feng Yulai was injured and couldn't move.
Back off three steps.
Feng Yulai suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Why are you retreating?"
"What did you set on me?" Ye Xingzhou only asked what he wanted to ask.
"I don't understand you."
Ye Xingzhou took three steps back again.
"don't want!"
When Fengyu came, his pupils trembled and he coughed up blood out of excitement.
"Come here, please, I'll tell you everything you want to know."
Feng Yulai bent his elbows and tried to turn over with great effort to stand up.
The pain from the wound spread and made his legs go weak.
He looked at Ye Xingzhou, stubbornly holding on to everything around him to move forward.
He stumbled and took a step, with blood dripping all over the ground.
Those three white eyes were glued to Ye Xingzhou.
to be honest.
At this moment, Ye Xingzhou got goosebumps.
He couldn't help but take half a step back.
According to the reality, Feng Yulai is now covered in injuries and is the weaker party, so Ye Xingzhou can take advantage of him at will.
In fact, the method of controlling distance is indeed grasped.
But the storm is coming now.
Even though he was covered in wounds and could hardly walk steadily, he still got up.
Crawling and kneeling, they were all getting closer to him.
A pair of eyes, always following with a burning and sticky feeling.
Wherever Ye Xingzhou goes, he will go regardless of the wind and rain.
It seemed that as long as there was breath, she would still cling to Ye Xingzhou.
Every moment, every minute and every second.
Every time he blinked, the wind and rain came closer to him.
Especially those eyes.
On the empty streets.
In the quiet of the night.
Penetrating the scattered candlelight from the lanterns.
Staring at him.
It's so scary that it makes your scalp tingle.
Ye Xingzhou's head buzzed and his mind suddenly went into a mess at this moment.
Before my eyes, there is only crazy and morbid wind and rain.
Bloody palm prints stained the floor tiles red, and every place he crawled left a long drag mark.
Crawling inch by inch on the ground.
Like a ghost.
"Come closer to me."
"Ye Xingzhou."
"You can't leave me."
"Without you, I will die."
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