Pingxie colleagues one by one, the flowers bloom on the Mo, and the king returns

Wu Xie raised her head blankly, as if she still hadn't reacted.

The smell of blood filled the air. The fat man looked at the little brother who was almost stained with blood. Then he went to look at Wu Xie. Although his eyes were always open, they were empty and lifeless. The fat man's heart skipped a beat.

When Zhang Qiling lifted the clothes wrapped around Wu Xie's body, he saw Wu Xie tremble suddenly, and there was a trace of clarity and resistance in his eyes: "Brother...don't look..."

But Zhang Qiling didn't look at him at all, and quickly untied his blood-soaked clothes.

Just looking at it for a moment, the fat man gasped and almost lost his footing.

Wu Xie's entire stomach is like a blood hole injected with blood. You can clearly see that there are green worms wriggling in it, and you can even see some pieces of meat being driven to roll, like a piece of meat that has just been ground. There was a roll in the machine.In just an instant, the entire ground was soaked in blood, and not a single piece of skin on his body was intact.

"How...how could this be..." Fatty couldn't believe what he saw.

Zhang Qiling watched, although he had already made psychological preparations, the scene in front of him still violently and violently impacted his brain, sharp and biting.The glare of the flashlight was like looking directly at the scorching sun, almost blinding his eyes, but his heart was as cold as a hurricane, and he seemed to be sucked out of all his strength for a moment.

He carried him all the way over, clearly feeling that his clothes were soaked in Wu Xie's blood, and he didn't even dare to stop to look at the wound on Wu Xie's body.

It seemed that even if he looked at him more, it was like stabbing his heart with a knife.

Until now, he didn't understand, and even wondered for a moment, whether Wu Xie hated him very much and wished that he would die without a whole body in the next moment

Otherwise, why can he be so ruthless as now, as if he was stabbing him with a knife on his neck, torturing him, and wanting him to die.

The fat man was speechless because he saw the frightening expression on his little brother, filled with madness.

"What did you eat?" Zhang Qiling asked coldly.

In a word, it took Wu Xie a long time to react: "A worm... a... worm" He wanted to make a smile to ease the atmosphere, but he was struggling even to speak, and his consciousness was getting worse and worse. It's getting blurry.Wu Xie knew that it might be over soon.With this kind of pain, if he hadn't been forced to wake up, he might have died long ago.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound in his ear, Zhang Qiling couldn't help but punched the ground so hard that the whole ground was sunken with such force, and his hands were dripping with blood.The veins on his arms bulged, and that suppressed emotion surged in an instant.

At that moment, the fat man even thought that he would just strangle Wu Xie to death.

He suddenly understood why they didn't encounter any danger or even any strange things all the way back, why he insisted on giving them a three-day deadline, why the little brother didn't feel afraid at all when he saw those Yin soldiers, why such thick blood There was no response from those yin soldier dumplings... He finally understood what Wu Xie meant.If the sacrifice is not completed, how many people will die when the time is up, and it is not even known whether Fatty will have problems with anyone involved in this matter.

Because there is no need for proof now.

Zhang Qiling didn't look at Wu Xie again, he pulled out the dagger on his waist at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and slashed his palm so hard that it almost cut off the entire palm.

Wu Xie's eyes flashed, and tears fell from his heart, the pain in his heart seemed to overwhelm all the pain.

It's useless for him to tell his little brother, no one knows better than him.He could feel the loss of life little by little, and he wanted to tell them that he too would eventually become a monster without skin and flesh, dying slowly.But he couldn't say anything, how easy it is to crush a person's hope

It can be as simple as one sentence.

Zhang Qiling clenched his fists tightly, and blood gushed out like drops of water.When it dripped on Wu Xie, those insects rushed out like ants on a hot pot, with flesh and blood, and Wu Xie was so painful that he almost went crazy.

He had no strength left, the pain made his whole body tremble and convulsed, he could only subconsciously abuse his tongue.Suddenly, something slightly cool covered his lips, and even with his ravaged tongue gently licking those wounds, the whole mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Wu Xie closed her eyes, letting the tears fall.

Fatty endured the sour water from his eyes, and he saw a kind of silence in his brother's eyes, the kind of silence that the whole world seemed unable to disturb, which made him extremely uneasy.He knew that the little brother had no choice at this moment.None of the medicines they carried could heal such a large area of ​​wounds, and they were still in such a bad situation.Don't say they can't get out now, even if they go out, I don't know how long it will be, if they are delayed on the road for a while, then... and these wounds are still rapidly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.A thought suddenly came to his eyes full of sadness.

Can Wu Xie still live?

Such a wound, so much blood.... the speed of this corrosion...

can live

The fat man even felt that Wu Xie's entire internal organs had almost been corroded by those bugs, why he could still maintain consciousness, how could he endure the pain of being tortured alive.

Zhang Qiling let go of Wu Xie, but the bloodletting hand didn't stop, as if the bleeding couldn't stop.It's been a long and desperate process.There was a strong smell of blood and decay in the air.

The pain caused Wu Xie's hands to clasp tightly into the stones under his body, and he didn't know how much effort he used, and his fingertips were almost broken.His consciousness seemed to have finally collapsed, and he could no longer stay awake.He knew that a pair of big hands were constantly wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't recognize it. He even wanted to be relieved immediately, and he murmured almost unconsciously, the pain spreading to all his limbs: "It hurts... "."

Zhang Qiling held Wu Xie tightly in his arms, he couldn't do anything, as if he didn't know how to reduce the pain of suffocation in his heart.Obviously he was crying in pain like a kitten in such a low voice.Zhang Qiling felt that it was the sharpest sound, piercing his eardrum and heart.

After the consciousness was released, Wu Xie's consciousness was not so strong, it was completely replaced by pain, he instinctively grabbed someone, he didn't know who it was, he just seemed to be holding on to the last straw, pulling his hand Sleeve said: "Help...help me..."

Zhang Qiling was shocked, his eyes were red, his arms tightened violently, his voice was hoarse as if he was about to vomit blood: "What do you want me to help you with?"

The hoarse voice made Wu Xie wake up suddenly. He saw the strong pain and extreme sadness in his little brother's eyes, and he realized how hurtful he said.

"Why do you want me to help you..." Zhang Qiling asked him with his eyes reddened.

help you kill yourself? what about me? someone help me

Wu Xie suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, tears fell down like that, he had never seen such a little brother before.

It turns out that when it really hurts, that kind of energy can torture people to death, like a thorn growing in a bone, and it doesn't stop every second and every second, making you wish to stab a few times in the heart to end the pain .Originally, Wu Xie thought that he could bear it very well, but it turned out that there was a kind of pain that he couldn't get used to and immune to no matter how often.

Just when the original tranquility in the man's eyes turned into liquid and dripped on his face, he couldn't even raise his hand to comfort him.He felt the deep pain.

It made him feel more difficult than corroding his flesh and blood.