The smell of blood in the air was also mixed with a smell of decay. Murong Feixue couldn't stay for a moment and almost felt like retching...
His head, which had just dropped to the point of vomiting, was lifted up by a dirty hand. The person who caught Murong Feixue's eyes was the head of the Ouyang family.
He smiled sinisterly, and the muscles on his face trembled irregularly. His eyes were full of violence and resentment, mixed with a lewd look. Murong Feixue was disgusted to the extreme. Even though he had already reached the divine level.
, but he has no divine personality. The wretched expression on his face shows that he has no good intentions at first glance.
At this moment, he was holding a thorn stick with an iron tip in his hand. When Murong Feixue was about to faint, he kept poking at the wound on Murong Feixue's upper arm. The crack that had only healed a little last night was
The wound was bloody and cut open again. The second pain was even more severe than the first time. Murong Feixue woke up from the pain and passed out again.
In her ears, she could just hear the voice of the head of the Ouyang family yelling angrily: "Damn it, how easy it is! Give me the soul-eating water, I want her to wake up and see clearly that she is being tortured by me, until she wants to survive.
No, I can’t stop until I die!”
"Idiot! Who told you to drink so much? She doesn't want to wake up now! Damn it, I don't want to rape a corpse!"
After these words, Murong Feixue's consciousness was filled with darkness.
She seemed to be in an illusory space, surrounded by darkness. She couldn't see her fingers. Here, she felt as if her back was soaked in cold water, and it was biting cold. She couldn't see anyone, and she couldn't see her evil shadow Baidi.
Fanfan, Tianzun Huangyin, Blazing Scarlet Lin, Blue Eyes Silver Rong, Purple Star Trace, Snake Demon, Xuanbing Gailuolong...
The feeling of loneliness and hesitation is like poison that corrodes the bones, gradually going deep into my heart and spreading throughout my body...
"Am I going to die?" Murong Feixue lowered her head and muttered to herself.
As he lowered his head, Murong Feixue saw a string of bright cold crystal heart-pleasing bells hanging around his neck. He stretched out his hand to touch it gently, and could hear the bells around his neck making a tinkling sound.
The pleasant sound of the bell. However, the sound of the bell is so clear in my ears, but the person who gave it to me is not in front of me...
"Long Ming, am I never going to have the chance to see you again..." Murong Feixue murmured to himself, with a thick nasal voice, as if he was about to burst into tears.
In this dark space, Murong Feixue was silent and independent, until her body began to be infected by the lonely cold wind and became cold and stiff. Only then did Murong Feixue slowly fall down. It seemed that she was unable to support herself and had no faith.
It’s supported. It’s okay to just give up the struggle...
However, when Murong Feixue was about to give up, she felt as if something was padding under her body. It was soft and gently dragged her body, making her feel a little warm.
"Feixue, hold on..." A mellow voice like the sounds of nature sounded.
Murong Feixue really wanted to open her eyes to hear who made this familiar voice, but she couldn't. She was very tired and felt more painful than the self-destruction in her previous life. However, she was a nine-life cat demon.
. Even if you die, you can continue to reincarnate in this life and continue to take revenge, right?
In his wild thoughts, Murong Feixue suddenly heard that voice again.
