Apocalyptic Forecast

In the silence, there was only a soft sound like a rolling ball, a daggered head fell from the air, rolled in a pool of blood, and finally stopped, staring dumbly at the crack in the ceiling.

Under countless splashes of blood, the walls, floors and everything have become unrecognizable.

The two torn corpses fell to the ground in a muffled sound, revealing the **** dark figure between them.

Huaixi shattered the blood from the axe blade, put away the weapons on the ground, and then quickly walked to Hella to cut the rope for her.

Hella looked at him in amazement, unbelievable: "Are you here to save me?"

"No, you have to run by yourself."

Huaishi tucked a bundle of rope into Hella ’s hand, and dragged her down the crack of the ventilation duct, pointing to the entrance above: “Go left, then down the hallway, holding the rope from the porthole Get out, then go to the deck, if there is someone, hide in that kind of wait ... I will make a big noise to attract them away, after you escape into the passenger area, go to Room 1011, this is the key , You can hide there. "

There is Yue Jun's room.

Now that Yue Jun is dead, I am afraid no one will go there, just to hide her.

Hella looked at him blankly, as if she didn't understand what had happened.

Huai Shi shook her head and sighed, pulling her hand to send her up, but then, she couldn't help but froze for a moment ... feeling like she had caught a pool of mud.

Her hand melted in her palm.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold back and looked down, saw a knife skewered from his chest.

"Unfortunately, you saved the wrong person ..."

Behind him, ‘Hella’ laughed mockingly, his face flowing down like mud, and fell to the ground, turning into a foul river mud.

Behind the river mud, an ugly face with old wrinkles and spots appeared.

Never seen it before.

But with the disturbance of the silt, the stench converged, and that face slowly healed, as if rejuvenating, a layer of fat powder was applied, so it became fresh and beautiful, and it didn't look old.

Spring demon.

Suddenly in the poem of Huai: the witch hidden in the backwaters in the Nordic legends, the slutty and cruel monster ...

"you are……"

Huai Shi looked at the woman with a windy face in amazement: "Who are you from?"

Then, the proud face became distorted, and suddenly pulled back her hand, pulled out the dagger, and let Huaishi fall to the ground. Then she raised her foot and stepped on Huaishi's face in anger.

"Eleanor! Mrs. Eleanor! Give me a good memory, you mediocre!"

She suppressed her anger, and her pretty false face was twisted in her anger: "Damn, I should have been a noble countess ... I should have ... Damn ... How can I be reduced to you The point of growing mud legs on a boat! "

Huai Shi choked violently, stepped on her face, vomiting and bleeding.

"I knew it was wrong! I knew that you little **** was **** ghost! I knew ..." The woman who claimed to be Mrs. Eleanor gritted her teeth and sipped a foul sputum on the ground: "It was really me Caught! You really hooked up with that little bitch, right? "

She reached out and pulled open the door of the cold room, pulled out the trembling girl from the inside, and threw her rudely on the ground, and then pulled her hair to pull her up again, holding her face and letting her see Huai poem on the ground.

"Look who is coming here? My little baby."

She smiled sharply, "I guessed right, right? There are always fools attracted by your beautiful young face, like a mosquito, buzzing around the flame ... What a triumph, what a style! Ah, this feels pretty good, right? "

Hera frozen lips Wu Qing, already speechless, just looked at Huai Shi in amazement.

On the ground, Huai Shi smiled awkwardly at her.

"Ah, see you again."

Snapped!

Quan Yao bent impatiently and slapped Huai Shi with a slap in the face, pulling Hella ’s hair, and looked at the delicate cheek with an almost jealous eye: "My patience is over, little **** · Zi, since you do n’t want to speak in a kind manner, let ’s be more rude ... "

"Useless, you are too old." Hella looked at Quan Demon with compassionate eyes: "Even if I have my blood, I can't recover my youth ..."

"To shut up!"

Quan Yao screamed, and his expression became grim and distorted. The layer of mud on his face showed crack marks: "Give me! Give me your blood! Do n’t play tricks!

Give your blood voluntarily, baby, I will fulfill your wish, just like in a fairy tale! "

This is a vicious fairy tale that has been circulated all over the world. It is a transaction between a witch and an ignorant girl, such as the daughter of the sea, such as everything else that is not self-confident and unknowing, thinking that what you get can realize your wish ...

The result is undoubtedly, all ignorant traders are devoured by the witch's bones, leaving no regrets.

Since King Arthur died tragically in the sword fence, no one has long believed that the woman who emerged from the spring would be kind.

After all, no one would believe that a wet woman stuffed you with a rusty sword, would you be a king?

"what can you give me?"

Hella replied, "Are you free?"

"Oh dear, I can let you go, if you can go ..."

Quan Yaobao smiled, and the knife in his hand was aimed at Huai Shi's face: "Or, I can spare him, how?"

In the silence, Hella was silent, just looking at Huai Shi's face.

For a long time, he lowered his eyes.

"You swear." She said.

"Of course, I swear!" Quan Yao laughed excitedly, "I swear to all living waters, never kill him ... Now, give me blood! Immediately! All!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt pulled.

Huai poetry fell to the ground.

In the pool of blood, Huai Shi reached out with difficulty, pulling her skirt, her lips opened and closed, spitting out blood foam in a violent choking, trying hard to make a sound.

"What's wrong with this? The last confession? How lovely."

Quan Yao laughed sharply, bent down, and looked at him in embarrassment, but vaguely heard Huai Shi's voice: "Elephant ..."

Elephant?

What elephant?

She frowned in disbelief, listening to her side, and then heard the man's whispering whisper on the ground, wondering whether it was dreaming or singing, with strange tunes.

"Elephant ... Elephant ..."

He sang softly, singing the children's song that he didn't know together, and the final voice became weaker and weaker: "Your neck ... why ... so long?"

At that moment, Quan Yao lowered his head in amazement, and saw the scarlet eyes of Huai Shi in the pool of blood, and the corners of his mouth-four slowly growing canines.

As a result, the tune became cruel and rough.

It's like an angry elephant can't stand the dead child's constant nagging around him, kicking up the child impatiently and kicking the child to death on the spot, and then biting a bitter bite on the body:

"--Fuck, sweet food, I'm a giraffe!"

The chills struck.

At that moment, the poem on the ground suddenly bounced, and the opened mouth bite on Quan Yao's neck, penetrating the artery, frantically absorbing the material representing life.

Do you want blood?

What a coincidence, I also want ...

The indescribable kind of person is intoxicated, as if drinking nectar, clearly smelly blood, but at the moment of entrance, it makes people feel as if they have ascended to heaven.

But Quan Demon screamed in pain.

The screams were obliterated in his throat, and passed quickly along with her life.

Under the fertile blood, the sacred mark of the vampire became active as never before, quickly repairing the body of Huai Shi, even making him stronger and more sensitive.

As if it were the ghost of the dust of the demolisher, when the blood is drunk, the sacred mark of the vampire can be truly complete and truly awake!

Really get the power of that taboo!

Just above the four canines, the runes inlaid with sterling silver slowly emerged, purifying all the dark species equally, not only the spring monsters, but also Huai poems.

This is the strongest weapon of the demon hunter Fan Haixin.

Relying on the characteristics of vampires devouring life, they give enemies an irresistible purification, and then repair their bodies with sipping blood to maintain their integrity.

Only a moment later, a crack appeared in the half of Quan Yao's body, revealing an old and shrivelled look in the disguise of youth.

She screamed in pain, struggling hard, despite her torn neck ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ forcibly pushed Huai Shi away.

But a huge crack had appeared in her neck, and blood was pouring out constantly.

"You ... you this ..."

She glared wildly at Huai Shi, opened her mouth silently, and called for her ‘husband’, so the door was suddenly pushed open, and the sluggish man standing outside rushed in.

Each step forward, his body swelled by one point, and after three steps, he completely became the legendary bloodthirsty and tyrannical cyclops.

Only then did I find a huge hole in my chest.

And the heart that was taken off by someone.

Boom!

The giant crashed to the ground.

The person with the heart in his hand slowly closed the door, so that the noisy crowd outside the door would not be aware of what was happening in the kitchen.

Huai Shi raised his hand and hooked his finger at Quan Yao. The crossbow arrow bound to his arm burst into a sharp roar, which penetrated Quan Yao's head completely.

Smash the ball of mud completely.

To be honest, in the end Huai Shi didn't remember what she was called.

But when he turned around and was ready to face the giant, he only saw the corpse falling to the ground and the shady words leaning on the door.

Weighing the already rotten heart in his hand, he sneered with a yell, and left the thing beside him, looking at the poem with amazement.

At the moment when the man rushed into the door, the secret words that had been hidden for a long time burst into attack from behind, and with his own claws, he shot deadly and dug out the heart of the corpse giant.

But why is he?

"Have you brained?" Huaixi asked in amazement.

Yin Yan glanced coldly at him: "Why not ask your magical little conch?"

"What's going on?"

Huai Shi asked Ai Qing hidden in her head.

The magical little conch Ai Qing suddenly didn't really care about him.

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