flstandardbreds Chapter 170 If you won't take my place, then die!
Chapter 170 If you won't take my place, then die!
He smiled broadly, even somewhat grateful for the boy's pursuit; normally, she would have definitely rejected him.
This passage is so long it feels like it will never end.
It's as if we've gone in circles and ended up back where we started.
Because Su Fengling was holding her with both arms, he couldn't leave a mark on the wall.
After calming herself down, Zhongli Yueluo struggled to jump off him.
“There must be some other restriction on the wall, otherwise we wouldn’t be going around in circles here.”
“Sister is right. Then you look this way, and I’ll look that way.” Su Fengling now goes along with her every whim.
The two of them felt around on the wall, which seemed to have a thick layer of grease on it.
Touching it sends chills down your spine and makes you feel nauseous.
Finally, they discovered a clue by the light of a candle: it seemed that many people had touched this place.
The two pushed the brick inward, and a barrier appeared as if it were water ripples.
Subsequently, the restrictions were lifted.
And inside, it has become a real-life version of what it looks like: walls, corridors!
Those were all built up from countless bones!
I wonder how many people have been harmed over the years to reach this scale.
Su Fengling gasped.
It is said that Ghost Sorrow Abyss is a place where all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits gather.
Thinking back to how they acted so recklessly in this city, I wonder how many people they have harmed.
All that could be heard was the sound of a crack slowly opening in the wall of accumulated bones, from which a strange fragrance wafted out.
This is the back door to the basement. Zhongli Yueluo saw that big pot bubbling away again.
The old woman had disappeared, and then a skinny child was seen standing on the pot.
He was of average appearance, with a tattered lantern hanging from his waist as he stirred the pot.
If they're not mistaken, this child should be the plague demon Xi Yu.
The black aura emanating from his body was the source of the plague.
Sensing someone's presence, he mechanically turned his head, his eyes somewhat vacant.
The stirring of the pot in his hands did not stop.
"You are Xi Yu!"
He always appeared in their vicinity, in the entire building, as an ordinary person.
It's just strange that his disease didn't infect them.
Xi Yu smiled, his pale, chapped lips curving upwards, and pulled the stick out of the pot.
"You no longer love that man? You're not going to have children?"
His words were extremely disturbing; it's unimaginable that someone with the face of a child could say such things.
The man just now refers to Su Fengjun.
We don't know how he is doing now, or whether he will be at a disadvantage in his fight with Shan Ying.
"Is this your new favorite? She's good-looking and has a good physique. Keep one."
"I promise to make him the best plague demon." He said this with a pleading tone.
His eyes looked pitiful, as if he wanted to find some relief. Could it be that becoming a plague demon was not his wish?
"Sister, don't be bewitched by this little devil. I think he's full of bad intentions."
As they spoke, Su Fengling pulled Zhongli Yueluo behind him.
Xi Yu tilted her head, and two streams of black tears flowed from her eyes.
He easily picked up the huge stick, dripping with corpse fluid, and pointed it at the two of them.
"Too many people have already died, have some mercy." His head cracked and twisted into a strange arc.
"You, suffering from this disease, still have the nerve to ask us to show mercy?"
"The border is littered with corpses, dare you say you didn't do it!"
Su Fengling lightly tapped the area in front of him with his fingertips, setting up a barrier just in case.
"It's me, hehehehehehe..." He opened his mouth wide and laughed eerily and terrifyingly.
He would laugh one moment, act crazy the next, and cry the next.
The surrounding black mist grew increasingly dense, attempting to engulf and erode them.
Fortunately, this barrier can withstand the attack of its black gas.
All that could be heard was the sound of air striking the barrier as if it were a solid object, producing a muffled thud.
The children they had previously driven back also emerged from behind.
He clenched his teeth and clicked his tongue.
More and more people surrounded them, and Xi Yu's red lantern swayed slightly.
As if controlled by him, the children, one after another, fearlessly crashed into the barrier.
This one-sided resistance is not a solution, and Su Fengling is still worried that Zhongli Yueluo will be harmed.
Zhongli Yueluo looked into Su Fengling's eyes: "Let's use that move to quickly finish them off, and reunite as one after so long."
Su Fengling recalled that feeling, which was still somewhat wonderful, and he took the opportunity to secretly kiss her again.
"Sister, this is how you should do it."
Then, with narrowed eyes, the barrier dissipated, and his figure became strange, as if only a flash of white light was seen before all the children flew to various places.
As the flute music lingered, he felt as if all his fatigue had been drained away, and he could fight at least twenty more.
Xi Yu exhaled black smoke and muttered incantations. Then, a creature that was neither human nor ghost crawled out of the pot.
It turns out that he created all those children.
The newly emerged children were all bluish-black and had no faces.
They either have big eyes on their faces or only a mouth, but they seem to be attacking based on the aura they're drawn to, and they're specifically targeting Zhongli Yueluo.
Su Fengling was quite far away, and watched as those disgusting things pounced on Zhongli Yueluo.
He kicked up a white bone from the ground, which strung the children together and sent them flying into the wall, where they were stuck.
She actually tried to hurt her sister; she was practically asking for death!
To catch a thief, you must first catch the king. He spun around, lightly touched the ground with his toes, stepped on the children's heads, and flew to the big pot.
The sword tip pointed at Xi Yu, whose eyes were filled with black smoke and red lanterns.
Su Fengling was actually knocked away, landing on the ground and taking two steps back. Zhongli Yueluo supported his back.
"Why don't you stay? I don't want to be a plague demon anymore. I'm in so much pain, I'm so tired!" Black tears kept flowing.
Black threads began to spread across the skin where Su Fengling had been struck by the black energy.
It seemed to be alive, trying to burrow into his body.
"This is heart-eating plague, there's no cure, he'll die soon!"
The plague demon's mouth twisted into a terrifying arc, as if its cracked lips were about to tear apart.
Su Fengling indeed felt as if his heart was being gripped.
Instantly, I felt as if every joint was wrapped in threads, and I was about to become a marionette.
The sword in his hand gradually pointed at Zhongli Yueluo. He shook his head, "No! Sister! Get out of the way!"
He tried to control his hands with his will, but he couldn't control them at all.
His heart was pounding, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Her joints were also very painful, and she moved towards Zhongli Yueluo like a machine.
"Since none of you are willing to replace me, then you may all die!"
Xi Yu chuckled strangely, then sat down by the pot, his feet bobbing around in the bubbling water.
Su Fengling was unwilling, but the binding sword was already piercing Zhongli Yueluo's chest.