At the same time, there was an uncontrollable and strong hatred rising from my heart uncontrollably.
This voice sounded familiar to her, as if she had heard it somewhere.
"Yue'er, we haven't seen each other for a long time, don't you look at me?"
The voice continued, and the man's voice was clearly gentle, but every word brought her heart-wrenching pain.
Fang Xiangyue knew clearly that she could not look back at this time no matter what, but the thoughts in her heart were so strong that she could not control her behavior at all.
Finally, she slowly turned around!
What caught the eye was a man in blue brocade clothes. Half of his face was shrouded in pink mist and was blurred. Only his thin lips were slightly opened: "Yue'er, I am happy with you. It doesn't matter about your appearance. Wait until I achieve great things."
, I will welcome you as my wife.”
As the other party finished speaking, Fang Xiangyue suddenly felt that his vision had narrowed, and there seemed to be something on his face.
She reached out and touched it.
It's a mask!
Mask... This is the second time she has encountered wearing a mask.
The first time was when I met the Dream Demon.
Yes, the man under the blood moon has exactly the same aura as the man in front of me!
Xianyunhe once said that the biggest test on this road is to encounter the deepest obsession hidden in the heart, which makes it difficult to let go.
So, this man is her obsession?
However, she didn’t know this man in costume at all!
So why do we encounter them continuously?
Could it be that the original owner knew him?
However, it has never been seen in the memory of the original owner...could it be the previous life of the original owner?
"Yue'er, come back soon, I miss you."
While Fang Xiangyue was thinking wildly, the man arrived in front of her at some point and reached out to caress her face.
Even through the mask, she could feel the chilling coldness.
But it was only for a moment. After the cold air slowly entered her body, she felt that her mind began to become numb. She became less and less wary of the man in front of her, and she was at a loss as to how to react.
She knew very well that she should leave this man immediately, but her behavior was completely out of control and she did not resist his approach at all.
"Girl, wake up!"
At this moment, a cold scolding sound came, and Fang Xiangyue felt that his body was surrounded by warmth and softness.
It was at this time that Fang Xiangyue finally took control of his body and regained consciousness.
Then, after seeing what was in front of him clearly, he took a breath!
It was a naked rotting corpse shrouded in black air, but its limbs and neck had traces of being mended, as if its limbs had been cut off and then reassembled.
"This...is this a zombie?" Fang Xiangyue blurted out.
The appearance of this rotting corpse was so similar to the zombies she had seen in her previous life, but why did it cause hallucinations?
"What on earth are you thinking about, staring at such an ugly thing!" Before Fang Xiangyue could recover, Yuan's sullen scolding could be heard in his ears, "This is the Demon, and you were almost killed by it just now.
It sucked away the soul, you know!"
"Zhen Mo..." Fang Xiangyue understood immediately after hearing this.
The demon is one of the types of demons in this world.
Zhe, derived from Zhe Xing, is a kind of torture in which limbs are cut off and then the throat is cut. It can be regarded as the predecessor of Ling Chi.
People who died after suffering this kind of punishment had so much resentment that they became demonized immediately after the pink mist descended.