Yue Yan looked at Meng Ting blankly, with no expression on her face. Her eyes were blue, her skin was so pale that there was no blood at all, and her movements were extremely stiff. She was like a mindless robot and a terrifying zombie.
Zuo Jing pushed her hard, pulled Meng Ting up and ran out of the house. Yue Yan's stiff body tilted back slightly, but she quickly maintained her balance. Her indifferent expression gradually changed, and her eyes
A trace of anger emerged. She opened her mouth and made a hoarse and unpleasant sound from her throat, but it was difficult to hear what she wanted to say.
She suddenly reached out and grabbed Zuo Jing, and the ice instantly enveloped Zuo Jing. The bone-chilling chill also swept over Meng Ting beside her. She shivered, her movements gradually became stiff, and her cries became weaker.
Going down, it becomes difficult to even blink your eyes.
However, a few seconds later, the ice layer on her body suddenly cracked. The hard and cold ice cubes cracked little by little, fell along her body, and melted instantly.
Yue Yan's pupils dilated for a moment, as if she was a little shocked, but her expression changed very slowly and slightly. She opened her stiff legs and walked towards Meng Ting. Her palms covered Meng Ting.
On the top of his head, frost soon appeared on the black hair. Meng Ting sobbed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Yue Yan.
A strange scene appeared, Yue Yan's whole body also began to freeze, but the ice layers formed slower and were more fragile. Yue Yan shook her limbs violently, and the ice shards fell down. She was helpless.
Her eyes were fixed on Meng Ting, and a hoarse and unpleasant sound continued to come out of her throat, as if she was saying "How could it be possible?" Meng Ting trembled and touched her cold cheek, and her eyelashes that originally contained teardrops were also covered with tears.
There was a layer of ice on her body. She sobbed in a low voice and breathed out hot air from her slightly open mouth. The ice on her body and on Zuo Jing's body disappeared little by little.
At this moment, the ice cubes wrapped around "109" began to tremble. Zuo Jing saw that his frozen face slowly gained expression, and his fingers moved slightly. "Squat down quickly!" Zuo Jing pulled him
After passing Mengting, the two people quickly squatted on the ground, bending over in fear.
I saw light emitting from the palm of "109", and a beam of light suddenly penetrated the ice and penetrated straight through Yue Yan's wrist. Yue Yan frowned and made a very slight moan. She lowered her head.
, looking at the horrifying blood hole on her wrist, her expression was terrifyingly calm. The blood kept flowing down her hand, dripping on the cold ground.
"109" rubbed his numb body from the cold, and suddenly laughed wildly. He looked at his red palms and said in a high-pitched voice: "I am extremely talented and unstoppable! I can hurt any of you.
You can't stand me anymore! Call your leader out and let him see how scary I am now. I think he must regret turning me into this." He laughed like crazy, opened his arms, and
The open palms were hot and red. Beams of light flashed one after another, turning the wall behind Yue Yan into riddled with holes.
"Have you seen it? Which one of you dares to attack me?" "109" said proudly.
Yue Yan looked at him blankly, then suddenly squatted down and put his hands close to the ground. The ice layer instantly spread along the ground, wrapping "109"'s legs tightly.
"109" struggled to move his legs, but found that he could not move. At the same time, sharp ice blades formed in Yue Yan's palms, and quickly pierced his chest. "109" glared at Yue Yan manically, with fire in his eyes.
Burning with rage, the beam of light in his hand suddenly flashed, not only melting the ice blades in an instant, but also punching holes in the ground and shattering the thick ice.
Just when he was about to attack again, Yue Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed Zuo Jing beside him, blocking her body in front of him.
"No!" Meng Ting looked at the red and hot palms of "109" uneasily and shouted hysterically.
A dazzling beam of light flashed in an instant, but it penetrated the body of "109". He lowered his head slowly and looked at the bloody hole in his abdomen in shock. The shocked expression stayed on his face, and he stood upright
He fell on his back. His eyes were still open, but he was no longer breathing.
Zuo Jing looked at the sudden death of "109" and stood there dumbfounded. It wasn't until she heard the girl's low cry that she quickly turned around and saw Meng Ting squatting on the ground shaking. Meng Ting was in pain
She curled up, her palms felt burning and painful, and her arms felt as if they were about to be torn apart.
"Child, yes, did you kill him?" Zuo Jing originally wanted to stretch out her hands to hug the shivering child, but when she saw her red palms, she took two steps back in disbelief, with a somewhat confused look on her face.
Horrified.
"I didn't mean it, auntie. I was afraid he would kill you. I don't know what's wrong, my hands hurt so much!" Meng Ting cried painfully, biting her lips with her teeth, almost to the point of tearing her lower body.
Biting the lip.
The guards filed in one by one at this time and poured into the small room. They looked at "109" lying on the ground and confirmed that the threat had been eliminated. They stood respectfully in two rows, standing close to the wall.
He made way for Guimu who was following behind.
Ghost Eyes walked in calmly. He glanced at the body of "109" and asked, "How did he die?"
"He killed himself!" Meng Ting, who was crying sadly, suddenly stood up. Her abnormality had disappeared, and her hands and arms no longer hurt, but her palms were still slightly red. She put her hands on her hands
Behind him, he looked timidly at the ghost eyes in front of him. "He regained his powers, but he couldn't control them for a while, and he took his own life in a confused manner."
"Oh? Really?" Guimu listened to Meng Ting's explanation and stared at the bloody hole on "109" with doubt.
Yue Yan took two stiff steps in his direction, slowly opened his mouth, and said something vaguely.
"Don't be anxious, speak slowly. What do you want to tell me?" An impatient look flashed across Guimu's face. He patted Yue Yan on the shoulder and guided her to tell her what she saw.
But Yue Yan's throat seemed to have been burned, and she could only make intermittent sounds, which were extremely vague and mute. She pulled Meng Ting over and suddenly opened her clenched fist. However, Meng Ting's palms had recovered.
There is nothing unusual about the original appearance.
"It seems that you still haven't fully recovered." Guimu looked at Yue Yan with disappointment and said, "Okay, go and have a good rest."
Yue Yan moved her neck stiffly and nodded slowly. She let go of Meng Ting's hand, climbed onto the bed obediently, and covered her body with the white cloth.