MTL - Heaven’s Shadow-Chapter 702 Wine of the year

The blood warbler grabbed the blade in his belly, his body trembled slightly, his eyes passed an angry and unbelievable look, and he glared at the old horse, hissing, "Are you ... are you crazy?"

The old horse shook his head and frowned, and said, "I'm not crazy. You are going crazy. I just don't want to die in your hands for nothing."

The blood warrior laughed horribly, somehow the blood redness in his eyes grew thicker, as if congested, like a madness, and gritted his breath and said, "I obviously saved you and didn't let you go outside to send you to death, and you even revenge!" "

"Come on." The old horse was irritable for no reason, as if there was a wave of waves, constantly pounding at his heart, letting him breathe fast, some panic and upset that were difficult to control. He swallowed his mouth and sneered, "I asked you for a while, why didn't the others choose, and only picked me to come here with you, but you didn't say a word. And don't think I can't see it Now, in this blood moon catastrophe, some people have been invaded by invisible evil spirits, and they are becoming crazy. "

His eyes flickered, and he glanced at the direction of the way. At that place, it seemed as if a gust of wind blew suddenly, through the passage, through the dark door, through the magnificent but dark dark floating cloud hall, and came out. The door, suddenly deafening in the thunderous sound of rushing torrents, covered with blood.

The blood moon is heading in the sky, and the blood on the ground is flowing into the river. Numerous elite men and women of the true immortal league gather on this vast site outside the main hall of the floating cloud division, and furiously kill each other.

Maybe old friends and alliances, but these feelings were all turned into smoke and dust fragments on this day and dissipated between flesh and blood.

Everyone was screaming and screaming, their eyes running red and blood in the glory of the blood moon, desperately fighting each other, even most people have forgotten their so-called positions and factions, but just continued by instinct A naked killing.

Like a crazy beast, it loses all reason.

In the mid-air, the strange blood of the blood flowing into the river is continuously extracted from those pools of blood, converging towards the blood moon in the sky, and at the same time makes the world look more Bloody and cruel.

The vision flashed, the old horse's body trembled, and then his eyes fell on the face of the blood warrior again. He didn't know why he looked a little sloppy. He gritted his teeth, stared at the woman, and yelled: " You dare say keep going, you won't kill me and run away alone? "

The blood warbler looked at the old horse, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. I don't know if it was due to the severe pain in the lower abdomen or some other reason. Her body twisted a bit, and she seemed to want to take a step back, but from beginning to end, the old horse holding the handle of the knife did not release, and suddenly clenched again.

The sharp blade inserted in the blood warbler's belly twisted suddenly, and then there were several muffled sounds, as if it suddenly opened some extremely vicious organ.

The blood warbler trembled suddenly, his blood was completely lost, and his body softened and fell down.

The blade was pulled out of her body, and you can see that the thing has changed shape, and all kinds of sharp zigzags are staggered. What is more terrifying is that it is still turning and brings out blood spurting like spring water.

The blood warbler's wound was so horrifying that it couldn't be seen directly, and it was faint to see that the woman's belly was completely ruined, unshaped and creepy.

The **** oriole who was seriously injured covered her abdomen with her hands, and the blood redened her hands in a blink of an eye, but she was not dead yet. She paled, looked up at the strange thing on the horse, and then sighed. In a tone, he whispered, "Broken heart? This kind of evil that even demons don't even want them to want, you stole it."

The old horse seemed very nervous, sweating his forehead, kept swallowing, breathing heavily, and looked very angry at the same time. He shouted at the blood warrior, and said, "Well, what you say is an evil thing is an evil thing. What? In the past, you were high above you, with countless resources, and you do n’t have to fight hard with the demon demon yourself, of course, you do n’t need to care about these messy things, but what do I have? I do n’t have to protect myself, I have already died.

The **** warrior's pale face suddenly showed a weird smile, looking at the old horse, "This thing is a terrible thing. Every master who took him died badly. It seems that I don't have to be afraid that no one will help me. Revenge. "

"Fart!" The old horse scolded, "nonsense, Lu Chen had already told me long ago, there is no righteousness or evil in the devil, it's just who uses it."

He clenched the weird blade and exclaimed, "I just want to live!"

The blood warbler shook his head, and seemed to be exhausted, too lazy to say anything to the old horse. She leaned slowly to the ground, her chest still slightly undulating, but her eyes closed slowly.

The old horse stared at the blood warbler for a while, seeing that she had no movement at all, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes. He gasped, pressed his heart with his hand, only felt that a heart was beating violently, as if immediately Just about to jump out.

Feeling dizzy, he shook his head vigorously, and then he decided to leave here, leave this inexplicable and strange origin, and return to the main hall of Fuyun Division just now.

He turned around and strode forward, but he didn't realize that although he was not slow, his steps were already a bit staggered, and his body was a little skewed.

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The passage in front of him seemed to be endless and extended forward. The old horse ran for a long time, but never saw the entrance to the secret road when he came down.

There was a strange sound in his head that kept buzzing and upset him. In addition to his heart beating fast, he now felt that his head was about to explode.

He suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to drink water.

The old horse stopped slowly and felt very tired. He leaned against the stone wall beside him weakly, breathing heavily, with a hint of despair in his heart. His mind is very chaotic, but in the reason that he still retains, he still remembers the way when he came, it is not difficult to walk, it is a passage, but for some reason, the road in front of it has continued to decline, but I can't find the entrance ...

and many more!

The old horse suddenly trembled, then an incredible look appeared on his face, and the road was descending ... He suddenly turned his head to look, a burst of unreal feeling appeared in his heart.

He paused for a moment, then turned around and started walking back.

His eyes started to be a little scattered, and the scene in front of him began to shake. Somehow, there seemed to be more in this originally empty passage, but it was blurred and invisible, as if looking in a mirror. Flowers in general ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ The old horse gasped and kept walking forward, his mind was chaotic, and his mouth was getting thirsty, so he wanted to drink something.

Then he stopped suddenly, he saw the blood warbler lying on the ground in front of him, and a piece of blood flowing on the ground.

He stared at the pool of blood, then the whole body suddenly trembled, his throat was quivering, his face was filled with fear, and there was an indescribable disgust.

The old horse took two steps back, his legs were soft, and he sat on the ground weakly along the stone wall. His eyes began to darken, but a blood-red color seemed to be swarming from all directions.

In the chaos, the old horse suddenly remembered an inexplicable picture. It was many years ago. In the small village called Qingshuitang Village, he opened a tavern and laughed with Lu Chen and two people. Scolded and chatted, and then drank.

I really want to take another sip of the wine ...

This was the last moment that the old horse closed her eyes, and the last thought came to her mind.