Qinggumen - Knot (Part 1)
"Cough! Cough cough cough--" Xiao Cha covered his mouth, and the blood flowing out of his mouth uncontrollably dripped through his fingers.
Xiao Cha pushed away Liu Han, who was knocking on the back of her head, with one hand.
He lay powerlessly on the ground, gasping for breath. His chest ached, as if he had swallowed dozens of knives, and every rise and fall of his breath was cutting his flesh.
This is pain. Although it doesn't kill you, it is very torturous.
Xiao Cha's lips turned pale from the pain, her fingers trembled uncontrollably, the world before her eyes began to turn dark, and she could no longer hear even the sounds around her.
“Ahhh—”
"cough!"
It hurts so much, why does it hurt so much?
Even though my illness affected my sensory sensitivity, I had never experienced such pain.
At this time, the system, which had not yet disappeared, gave a friendly explanation.
[The cost of a skill that won't kill you is the host's pain. The more miserable the death, the greater the cost of using the skill.]
[During the plot, the host is sacrificed, the misery value reaches 30%, and the pain value reaches 60%]
What a great skill...
Xiao Cha tried hard to ignore the pain in his body, thinking that it might be a good thing to acquire this skill, so that he would no longer be afraid of dying at the hands of others one day.
At least he won't die at Song Liubai's hands.
Perhaps because of this, Xiao Cha felt very fortunate. He ignored his own embarrassment at the moment and chuckled quietly.
“Heh… cough cough!…”
Xiao Cha couldn't hold back the fishy-sweet taste in his throat and spat out blood again. Dirt mixed with blood wrapped around his collar.
At this time, the effect of the shape-shifting pill in the body ended prematurely because the owner was exhausted, and the face turned back to its original shape.
If there were outsiders here at this moment, they would definitely see Xiao Cha's miserable appearance and would be unable to resist torturing her.
At this time.
Liu Han woke up from the illusion, and his empty pupils trembled violently a few times.
"Illusion, when did you pull me into this illusion?"
"Humph! What a way to get away, ruin my sacrifice."
Then, he looked blankly at Xiao Cha who was lying on the ground and spitting blood.
What happened just now made Liu Han wonder if Xiao Cha had any other tricks up his sleeve.
Liu Han raised his forehead, his eyes filled with hatred, and slowly asked, "This illusion couldn't have been created by someone like you, someone without any cultivation. Who was it?"
If it weren't for the unfortunate occurrence of this illusion, he would have been able to complete the formation required to become a Soul King, and everything would have been over for him.
Why can't you just go to die quietly!
Xiao Cha wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in a panic.
Because of the skill cost, his hearing was still deaf, so he couldn't respond to anything Liu Han said.
Of course, he didn't know that Liu Han behind him had a hateful look on his face.
That overwhelming hatred was enough to cut Xiao Cha into pieces.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Liu Han didn't bother and took advantage of the fact that he still had some strength left.
He stood up and made pinching motions with his fingers again, obviously intending to make another sacrifice.
But this time, it once again didn't go as he wished.
"You want to kill him?"
"What a coincidence."
"You can't kill this guy."
Song Liubai's voice came from the outer barrier.
A beam of silver light interspersed between the two of them.
The iron sword was surrounded by the blood mist, and behind Xiao Cha, it released the pressure invisibly.
It was silent, as if saying: If you have the ability, take a step forward.
Liu Han pulled out the snake bone behind him.
An iron sword appeared, and three figures quickly attacked the person in front of them.
Liu Han had no choice but to retreat to block the oncoming iron sword.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of talismans pierced through and dispersed the blood mist.
One of them walked out with ease, with cinnabar on his forehead and a talisman paper pinched between his fingers.
"Nascent Soul Stage, bullying a mere mortal."
"Isn't that a bit too much?"
Song Liubai looked at the person on the ground, his brows furrowed, a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, and his steps were not as relaxed as before, and he walked forward quickly.
The talisman he had placed behind Xiao Cha just now had not responded. He thought that no one would let Xiao Cha suffer any loss, until that moment, when his spiritual sense could not sense Xiao Cha and he could not detect any reaction.
I have to say, he was panicked at that time.
This made Song Liubai, who was already a little worried, dare not delay outside the blood formation any longer and rush directly into the formation.
"Who are you from the Liuli Sect?" Liu Han dodged and wanted to get close to Xiao Cha and take her away, but was hit by the talisman paper, leaving several bloody marks on his shoulder.
Among these moves, Liu Han noticed something strange. The speed at which the moves changed was not like that of the Liuli Sect at all.
“It doesn’t matter who I am.”
Song Liubai helped the man up. He looked down at the unresponsive Xiao Cha, clicked his tongue lightly, and then put one hand around Xiao Cha's waist, transmitting his internal energy.
"But you must take his life."
"Tsk, not happy."
Such a familiar voice... Song Liubai... He couldn't bear to... watch me die...
Song Liubai's intrusion occupied half of Xiao Cha's dark vision, but he still couldn't react much. He could only hold Song Liubai's sleeves tightly with his fingers.
As his fingers touched the lines on the clothes, Xiao Cha's panic of not being able to hear or move disappeared a lot.
Song Liubai noticed Xiao Cha's little movement and tightened his arms around her waist.
He bent the fingers of his other free hand and immediately split out dozens of iron swords that were originally chasing Liu Han, trapping him in the sword formation.
Liu Hanhuan looked at the sword shadows around him, straightened his back and showed no fear. He held the snake bone in his hand in front of him.
Liu Han stared at Song Liubai and asked, "What is your relationship with him?"
He, of course, refers to Xiao Cha in Song Liubai's arms.
Song Liubai tilted his head as if thinking about it, and replied seriously: "It's a favor."
"Having said so much, it's time for you to die."
The boy spoke cruel words in a gentle voice.
“Swish, swish, swish—”
It was at this moment that the blood mist surrounding the three people was completely dispersed by the talisman paper.
The sword circle rotated rapidly, passing through Liu Han's chest at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
If it were a living person, he would have died from the first sword attack under this attack.
But Liu Han was still standing in the sword formation as if nothing had happened, motionless, staring at the two people in front of him with hatred in his eyes.
"witchcraft?"
Song Liubai raised his hand and took out a piece of talisman paper stained with Liu Han's blood, and pinched it in his hand.
Then he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had noticed something, and said nonchalantly: "No wonder the demon tribe would trade with you, it turns out that they have already offered themselves to the demon god."
Liu Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, "You can't kill me, at least not now."
When the soul is dedicated to the Demon God, neither the soul nor the body will be harmed. This also means that the cost of training Mu Chuan to become a Soul King will also be borne by the Demon God. However, it also means that when the transaction is completed, Liu Han will become a puppet under the Demon God and be enslaved until he is no longer of any use.
Seeing that the truth can no longer be concealed.
Liu Han raised his hand and pointed at the black-haired boy in Song Liubai's arms, "Leave him to me."
"Anything you want."
"I can give you everything."
“…”
Song Liubai narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. No one understood what he was thinking at the moment.
Then Song Liubai said cheerfully, "Indeed, it's a good exchange."
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