Blood Coral 8

My foot was grabbed by a pale hand, and more hands grabbed me and dragged me to the ground. Without struggle, I don't know what I'm thinking. Pain is nothing more. The despair from the soul is the root.

The whole body was brought into the black whirlpool with burning flames, and he was very refreshed. After being dragged into the ground by his hand, there was a ground covered with bones.

The Yingying phosphorus fire is like the elf dancing in the skeleton garden.

I am floating in the air now and find that my surroundings are very sticky and thick, just like in the paste, and I can't reach out my hands and feet. I just floated quietly in this space. The thinking has become very slow and seems to stop thinking. I think I'm really going to disappear.

"Ah, ah, who is this?"

Just as I was about to close my eyes, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Who?" I want to make a sound, but it seems that I can't.

"It's so miserable. Why did you come here?" The person's voice was very flat, "Yo, it seems that you can't speak. No wonder you have only encountered the pure mental situation a long time ago. But I haven't seen you for so many years, and it seems to be much weaker..."

I didn't pay attention to what he was talking about. I just wanted to get closer. I can't see it. I can't see clearly.

"I still don't know anything. That's good. Let me swallow it. I haven't had such a delicious soul for a long time.

After he finished speaking, he was getting closer and closer to me. Finally, I saw a very sinister face, which was uncomfortable at a glance.

"Devour it. When I devours you, you can leave the place where the car bird doesn't shit." After saying that, he grabbed me with one hand and reached into my body. There was nowhere to hide. I couldn't move at all, and I felt slow to avoid it.

There was a hand in my body, and I saw that the green ** was injected into his body, and I felt that my brain, which had been dull, was even more dull, and I could almost feel that my brain stopped working. Just like a person who has lost too much blood, his strength disappears little by little.

In my heart, I don't want to be controlled by this person. Even if I disappear, I have to disappear quietly. What kind of green onion is he?

"Bold, how dare you defile and defile me, what are you, a humble slave?"

I swear this is definitely not what I said, but it did come from my body.

"You..." He was frightened and wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late. I watched myself raise my hands and hold his arm before he could withdraw.

"You are a slave, and you dare to trample on the dignity of widows. You deserve to die."

My body automatically absorbed his vitality. I don't know if it is vitality. Since I am now in the state of the soul, it should be called soul power.

With the absorption, the green soul power that originally belonged to me came back and brought out the white soul power from his body.

I really don't know how this happened. I couldn't speak, but my body spoke and reacted. I still call myself a widow. Am I a man? It's cold. Obviously, it is a woman who said that I began to have sex and have children since I was 14 years old. There is nothing abnormal, and my aunt and mother also visit normally every month. If this is the case, men really can't accept it anyway.

"Lord, I'm afraid. I didn't know the height of heaven and earth just now. I offend you. Please surround me with a dog life."

The people who were still shouting just now are crawling on the ground. How pious and pious they should be. But it's really my body, a must-have personality like me.

"It's too late. You won't have any chance to confess your mistakes. Go to hell."

Suddenly, a white light passed by and came to his senses. The person in front of him was blocked behind an acquaintance.

"Are you playing with widows?" The body said.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. This slave can't die, and there can be no lack of ferrymen on the Styx River." The person still has a cold tone, and his eyes are still blood-red.

"Do you also want to resist widows?" The body asked.

"No, I just ask you to abide by the agreement between us."

"The content of the agreement does not include this slave who is disrespectful to me."

"But I hope this is conditional."

"You fool me when I'm not awake. Forget it this time. One day, this widow's anger will fall on you.

The body automatically and spontaneously strokes with its hands in the air. The space cracked and took a fierce look at the ferryman and impermanence. Wait, wait, one day, people who use me will be trampled under my feet...

crossed the gap, and the gap closed behind me.

I returned to the sea of fire. Is everything just now an illusion? However, the surroundings are surrounded by fire, and even the place where there are no plants is soaked with blood water, and the ground is burning. At this time, I found that the flames hurt me only mentally that I thought I had been hurt, a lot of pain, but my body was not hurt at all.

I found that my eyes can adapt to my surroundings and see other people through the flames. For those who plant these plants, I can see their souls burning from the depths, and their bodies are also harmless. But Li Bin showed no sign of burning. It seems that this is the resentment of the flower of hell, resenting the person who killed them, resenting the people who suffered them with almost cruel torture. Every flower on the other side of hell is attached to the soul of resentment, and they are taking revenge.

I can understand that Li Bin is fine, but why is Wang Jing also burning his soul? Yes, this guy must have something wrong with us. I don't know why he is with us. Now that we think about it carefully, we are guided step by Wang Jing step by step to this field. For example, he told us that we could get in and out; he also told us to go down to this hole; and he reminded us that the flowers on the other side were planted in the human body, all of which was like being led by the nose.

What can these flames do now? It can burn the soul, just like the three flavors of real fire in mythology. If it can be used as a weapon, it would be good. The three flavors of real fire in mythology are very awesome and coaxed. If these fires can be used by me, then don't you burn whoever I want to burn, and have the card to save my life?

In my heart, the flames on the ground seemed to understand my mind. They surged towards me and poured into my body one after another. Where I walked, the flames penetrated into my body desperately as if they were without capital.

I walked all the way to Wang Jing for a clear purpose.

"Help me."

He knelt on his knees and stretched out to me with one palm open tremblingly.

"Help you? OK, tell me all the story?"

"Good." His voice seemed to have been tested by fire, almost rusty.

I thought to myself, all the flames came, and the result really ran into my body. As for the others, I am not interested, the karma fire of hell will wash away their sins, hell karma, right, what I just said about the three flavors of real fire is really ignorant.

"Say it."

I looked at him condescendingly.

"What do you want to know?" He lowered his head and said dejectedly.

"All, from beginning to end, don't try to commit suicide. You know, even if you die, I can torture your soul." He stretched out his palm forward, and a red flame appeared on his palm, as gentle as a baby.

"Well, this incident is an experiment from beginning to end. The results of the experiment are acceptable, and I participated in this project. But their methods are too cruel. If they want to make progress, someone will die. However, that's also life. I hate their ugly faces, so I want to..."

"So you want to destroy this place and let the things here be exposed? You did the miners' riot here, and you have been planning to destroy everything for a long time; further guess that you did the coral incident in the museum?

"Hmm." He seemed to look at me in shock and finally admitted, "Yes."

"Then why is innocent people involved - Dr. Cheng?"

"He is not innocent. This damn plant was developed by him, that is, he proposed to plant it in the human body. This plant will grow along the blood vessels and eventually swell and break the blood vessels. Originally, the dead body would be fine, but the devil said that the effect of the living is better. How many people will die in this large plant? He suddenly broke down and burst into tears.

A man does not shed tears, not to mention that such a man with conscience must be very painful.

"Why did you involve me?" I asked.

"I knew from the beginning that you went down the well with us. You are not an ordinary person, because you have never let such a petite woman go down the well. You are not a researcher, and you have not received the notice that you want to send people. I think you must have something extraordinary. So..."

"I don't blame you for this. I didn't expect you to have a little conscience. Do you know how to get out? What else does it mean that the military is still..."

"I don't know about this. I was just ordered to do this. I suspect that it will not be the upper class of the military. We are just privately loaned to some organizations." He knows what he thinks.

"This can only be said after we go out. I asked you what you would do after you went out?"

"No one knows what I've done except you? I hope you don't say it, or you may think I'm shameless. I want to be a bitch and set up a chaste archway, but I'm such a person. If you want to say it, there's nothing I can do. I just beg you.

"You killed Zeng Kewei?"

"Uh, yes." He didn't expect me to ask.

I laughed. This is a careful and good person. Why do you say good people? Everything about him embodies human virtues. Only I can understand him by saying that. He was so timid that he killed an innocent person, but destroyed this plant that continued to harm people, proving that it was necessary to sacrifice some people to do things.

"How do you know that you killed Zeng Kewei?" I'm more curious about this. I remember that the mask was still not taken off on my face when I saw the body.

"Because if you go through the other two channels, you will be caught by the person you started to catch, and only the channel we took is safe. Zeng Kewei is a person who knows the inside story as well as me. There will be a person who knows the inside story these three times.

It's not good. I quickly reacted in my heart: "What about the first batch of people who know the inside story?"

"I really didn't notice this. Aren't there 15 people on the pillar?"

"No, there are actually 11 people trapped in the well, 4 out of 15 soldiers, and one?"