Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The damned devil turned into a human and didn't die, and the one who didn't deserve to die left them forever like this.

Everyone was in grief, and even a cold-hearted woman like Xi Mo lamented.

On this ship, no one will be as generous and merciful as anyone in the future, treat her as usual, and protect her.

However, among all of them, the most cold-blooded is that Wan Jiachou, the utterly clever Fu Shi Wanying.

It is undeniable that she is very talented and diligent in making talismans, but in terms of communication with others, she is relatively indifferent and even cold.

For her, it seems that only her own feelings are the most important thing in this world, and the rest are secondary, and even... can be ignored and hurt arbitrarily.

This can be seen from the fact that she built a basement in her own house.

It doesn't matter if there are many strange-shaped beasts imprisoned in it, even people are not spared.

Although those people were originally big treacherous and evil people, they did not do anything for evil, and they were not enough to atone for their sins.

However, it was cruel for Wan Ying to use them as test subjects. The kind of feeling that you can't die even if you die, and there is no way to live, which makes people suffer alone in endless terror and fear. I don't know how many people are driven crazy.

At this time, everyone was immersed in sadness, only she was still leaning against the side of the boat and knocking melon seeds.

It's probably a kind of attitude that it's not about oneself hanging up high.

Tao Zhe, who has been transformed by the devil, is the most surprising existence in the field. Tianwei didn't kill him, but let him regain his sanity.

It's just that his memory is still stuck in the cave by the sea. As for why he appeared on the boat and why his body turned into such a terrifying appearance, he was in a state of confusion.

"Where am I?"

"what happened?"

"Why did it become like this?"

"Who did it?"

"What have I been through?"

He sent out a series of soul torture, and people couldn't react for a while.

The little cutie wiped away her tears, although she didn't like seeing this person very much, she kindly resolved his confusion.

"Big brother, you were bitten by a blue bat, poisoned, and then lost your mind. You are now a mutant devil, understand?"

Tao Zhe looked sluggish, "What is a blue bat? What is a demon? Isn't it a demon?"

"The blue bat is... oops, the ghost knows what it is." Little cute has never really seen it, everything is just hearsay.

"You just need to know that you almost turned into a monster like a monster, specializing in eating people."

Tao Zhe sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes widened like copper bells, "Eat... eat people..."

"No...impossible...how could I be such a person? Absolutely impossible."

He stepped back in disbelief, how could he be such a disgusting existence?

However, when he heard the word cannibalism, a commotion inevitably rose up in him. He thought, really wanted, and an inexplicable desire drove him to stare straight at the fair neck of the little cutie.

This kind of thought is really terrible, but it just came up and it almost terrified him.

He is a normal person and absolutely cannot do such a thing.

he can not……

Absolutely not...

He really couldn't accept such a result, and his footsteps staggered backwards.

He forgot that this was a boat, not a wide land, and a head fell off the side of the boat.

"Yeah! Hurry up and save people!"

The little cute rushed to the side of the ship in a hurry, and before she had time to check it, she saw that Tao Zhe had been flying up slowly.

Yes, like a bird, he stretched out a pair of wide wings, and flew up with a flutter.

Because he couldn't grasp the direction, he flew so crookedly, hitting the wall several times along the way, and finally hit the deck with a thud.

His whole face was facing the ground, his nose was crooked, and one of his long teeth was knocked out.

Because of Ren Yi's death, the scene was clearly indescribably tragic, and the atmosphere was very sad, but he was stunned by such a tragic scene.

After such a short time, the Taoist Sanshi has applied the healing medicine to his electric injury. At this time, he is in good condition. It does not look like a person who has been electrocuted at all. He is the least injured among the three.

"Cough cough! It's not manpower that can control this kind of thing, let's all mourn and change!" After speaking, he suggested earnestly: "Since the little brother has an accident and we are far away from the land, why don't we just choose water burial!"

"Alas! Other than that, there is no other way, so be it!"

"I hope that in the next life, I can have a good child again. He has suffered too much in this life, enough is enough."

"Any brother... woo woo... good way to go!"

Even if everyone didn't want to, they had to accept this proposal, which was the last thing they could do for either.

Yi Yi's body is really bad, his clothes are charred to black, and the flesh all over his body is rotten. Everyone wants to restrain him, at least let him walk decently.

"Don't touch him!" Lan Ling shouted violently, and when he raised his arm, he swept away everyone.

How could everyone resist her angry blow, and they all flew backwards, like a goddess scattered flowers, scattered in every corner of the deck.

"Sister Lan, we know what you think about any of you, but people can't be resurrected from the dead, so please forgive me." Although the little cutie was hurt clearly, she didn't seem to blame.

"Senior, we are just kind, why do we hurt people?"

Mao seemed to be struggling to stand up in displeasure, and he almost broke a handful of his old bones just now.

Lan Ling has been guarding Yi Yi, his eyes are firm: "Little Yi is not dead yet, none of you are allowed to touch him, whoever touches will die."

If it is said that there are still reverse scales in this world, Lan Ling's reverse scale is either. Anyone can die, but he can't.

Her remarks made people who didn't know it thought that she had a deep affection for Yiyi, and they were both moved and inexplicable.

These two people don't usually communicate much, how close they are, except that when either one is on that small island, when he roasts meat for Lan Ling, some people feel different, it is really difficult for everyone to imagine that Lan Ling is such a peerless master, Will like a more unlucky little monk.

The bad luck of any one has never stopped, and now, it is finally the bad luck, the bad luck, and the dead.

Although Lan Ling's attitude was a bit strong, everyone only complained a little, and dared not say anything more.

Mao's questioning, Lan Ling's response, and everyone's sighs and sighs, everything was washed away by the heavy rain, and no one could hear it at all.

Is he... really dead?