I saw the two ghostly figures that had already left appear again like ghosts.
The two ghostly eyes were filled with sarcasm: "Blood Eyes, we are too familiar with you."
"For what we did to you before, given your personality, if you could kill us, you wouldn't even waste a word with us."
"When this happens, there can only be one possibility: you can't do anything to us!"
As he spoke, the brown-eyed ghost suddenly thrust one hand into his right hand, and the ghost domain covered that arm.
The blood-eyed ghost made a sound of pain.
Qin Nuo also felt a heart-wrenching pain on his right hand.
"Stop talking nonsense, take the people away, the passage will be closed." said the blue-eyed ghost.
How did Guiliu die?
They don't care.
They don't care even more when the terrifying civilization invades the real world.
Now they only want to take the Blood-Eyed Ghost away. The latter's current value is an irresistible treasure for them!
A thread of order, drilling into the flesh.
The Blood Eye Ghost's eyes changed, sensing danger, and he suddenly said, "Do you still want to watch the show? He's going to die soon!"
Qin Nuo's expression changed because the blood-eyed ghost was shouting this at him.
Why shout at yourself?
At that time, in Qin Nuo's body.
The deepest part of the world of inner demons.
Hei Bai Qin Nuo was lying on a mass grave, playing with a skull among piles of corpses.
Throwing away the skull in his hand, Hei Bai Qin Nuo put his hands on the back of his head, yawned, and said lazily: "I told you."
"I am a supporter, but I am a lazy supporter. Now, I don't feel like going out and jumping around."
Crossing his legs, Hei Bai Qin Nuo was extremely relaxed and at ease, even humming a little tune...
Seeing that Qin Nuo had not changed at all, the Blood-Eyed Ghost was confused, and the golden cracks formed by order on his arm continued to climb.
The pain became increasingly intense, appearing on both the Blood-Eyed Ghost and Qin Nuo at the same time.
This horrible pain made Qin Nuo pale and his head sweat.
The Blood Eye Ghost suddenly said, "Wait, we'll just follow you. I'll let you into that copy!"
The order did not forcibly break the contract, but if this continued, Qin Nuo's head would suffer serious trauma, or even brain death!
The brown-eyed ghost looked at the blood-eyed ghost, recalling the scene at the beginning, and sneered: "Blood-eyed, you must admit that the host is your eternal fatal weakness."
"The panic on your face isn't because of you, but because of humans? It's really a joke."
"You're useful to us, but this kid is useless!"
"You've tried this feeling once, why not try it again?"
The two ghostly figures smiled.
The initial venting did not eliminate their hatred and anger.
No matter how many times, it won’t happen!
They just want to enjoy the process of torturing the blood-eyed ghost.
The terrifying golden cracks continued to tear the flesh and skin on his right arm, covering his right shoulder and neck...
Qin Nuo gritted his teeth and endured it.
But my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.
My head felt like it was being torn into pieces.
Finally, golden cracks covered the upper half of the body.
As the golden cracks crept up his chest, no one noticed that the strange black and white feather tattoo on his chest suddenly began to ripple with faint, strange light...
(Tomorrow is the college entrance examination. I wish you success. After the exam, three years of ups and downs will come to an end. We bid farewell to that memorable youth, but Qin Nuo's story will still have a comma. He will continue to accompany you through this summer vacation. When you enter a new university, a new environment, and a new life, perhaps Qin Nuo's story with everyone will also come to an end.
But at least, the horror of cultivation has set foot in your lives, and that, to me, is enough. Furthermore, putting a full stop is the beginning of a new story... I seem to have strayed off topic, so back to the point. Tomorrow morning, wake up, wash your face, brush your teeth, take a deep breath of the freshest morning air, and face the battle in your best condition, not worrying about the outcome, but solely about the three years of dedication.
Ten years of hard study, hoping for a bright future. One hundred days of hard work, vowing to pass the imperial examination!
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