Hearing this sentence, Gong Mi's eyes turned cold, and then he raised his head and laughed disdainfully:
"It's really ridiculous. You are already a lamb to be slaughtered, and you are still talking arrogantly. I really admire you so-called people who regard death as home. Haha, isn't life more important than anything else? Even if you are groveling for a moment or suffering humiliation for a moment,
, so what? As long as I live, I can find opportunities to climb up. As long as you have no bottom line than others, you will climb higher."
Speaking of the excitement, Gong Ya held his chest and gasped several times, his eyes flashing wildly.
"Borrell, right? You will pay the price for your strength."
As she spoke, she held a sharp dagger and made strokes on the girl's pink cheeks, and sneered:
"Do you think Bai Liming values your beauty more, or you as a person? Hahaha, let us test it."
Before she finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and a bright red wound appeared on the girl's delicate face, and immediately blood gushed out and dripped down her cheek.
The pain made the corners of Baoler's mouth twitch, and tears fell, not because of the pain, but because he was heartbroken because his appearance was ruined.
Then a wound appeared on the other cheek, and blood fell down like blood tears. Baoler closed his eyes tightly and murmured:
"Old witch, old witch..."
Baili Ming, who was lying on the ground, had his eyes split open and his eyes were blood red. He roared:
"No, no, stop..."
When Miya saw the expressions of the two of them, she became even more satisfied and contented. In her nose, she could always smell the intoxicating smell that the girl exuded when she was being brutally mutilated. In her ears, the sound was constantly flowing.
It was surrounded by the chants of girls singing and crying, and the screams and wails of grief by young people.
Gong Mi liked this feeling, and was intoxicated by it. It was more pleasurable than her having a hearty fight with those strong men for several rounds and sucking up their energy.
She couldn't help but lick the delicious blood on the tip of the knife with the tip of her tongue, and the intoxication and satisfaction on her face became even more intense, as if this was the most delicious wine in the world, making people obsessed.
The reason why Gong Mi kept stimulating Bai Liming and wanted him to remember who she was was not because she was too smart. She thought she was extremely smart. Even if Bai Liming recalled her identity and regained her strength, she would not be afraid.
.
Bai Liming's previous battle with Niu Ben and Yin Bei showed that he had reached the ultimate level of strength, but at that time he mainly focused on sneak attacks, with help from General Zhou and Chen Songyan, three against two, killing two
The name monster will be a breeze.
But now that he has reached a demon body of more than 40 feet, his strength is comparable to the peak strength in the late stage of the True Realm. He is half a step into the Perfect Realm, so there is no need to fear Baili Ming.
The bigger reason is that she enjoys killing her enemies, watching them shed tears of pain, watching them howl and curse, watching them begging...
All this made Gong Mi tremble all over, his cheeks turned red, he gasped repeatedly, and he was extremely excited.
The more excited she became, the more the dagger in her hand kept flying. Within a moment, the girl's face was covered with deep scars that turned up the white flesh, and her entire cheek was covered in blood.
The girl could no longer feel the pain on her face, and her whole body did not seem to be her own. She only felt a sinister breeze blowing all over her body, as if the black crows kept by the God of Death were flapping their wings.
"Am I going to die? Maybe it would be better to die early, so that Brother Bai won't be angry because I was abused, and will be greatly stimulated to recall his life. This way he can live on, and maybe have a chance to escape from the clutches of the devil. It's a pity.
, I can't grow old with Brother Bai, I'm tired, I'm really tired..."
The girl's consciousness had begun to blur, and she vaguely used up her last bit of strength to spurt out blood from her mouth. Gong Ya was intoxicated with madness and complacency. For a moment, she had no time to react, and her face was blurred.
The sweet dream was awakened, her face was stained, Gong Ya's anger surged to the top of her head, and she saw her stabbing with a knife, the sharp dagger piercing the girl's chest.
Gong Mi still didn't understand his hatred, so he turned his wrist and forcefully gouged out a piece of the girl's heart. The piece of meat was as bright red as a date, and it looked like a red gem on the tip of the knife.
Gong Ya looked coldly at the girl's face as pale as snow, and heard a deep sigh coming from deep in her chest. Her eyes immediately dimmed, and the fire of her life was extinguished.
The girl's head hung forward limply, and the black hair on her head spread out in front of her like a piece of black cloth just taken out of the dye vat, covering her face that was no longer beautiful and even terrifying.
"No! No! Ah..."
Seeing this scene, Baili Ming howled in pain, his momentum suddenly surged, and cracks began to appear in the ice that sealed him.
It was as if there were countless torrents pouring into his mind, constantly impacting his fragile nerves. It was also like countless seas of stars were speeding past, and fleeting images kept flashing before his eyes.
His head felt as if it was about to split open, and the excruciating pain further unlocked his momentum, rising step by step.
With a "bang" sound, the ice that trapped the body shattered and splashed in all directions.
He was surrounded by a black and sinister aura. When Gong Mi saw this scene, his heart tightened and he involuntarily clenched the dagger in his hand.
However, Bai Liming ignored her and walked towards Baoler step by step like a zombie.
The wind became stronger, the snow became denser, and pieces of snow flew into the air. They accumulated powder in a moment and turned into salt in an instant.
Bai Liming released the girl from the ice cross with a wave of his hand. He held the girl's broken body that was soaked in blood and as cold as ice. He was extremely sad, and his chest felt cold and hot.
At this moment, it seemed that the whole world suddenly died. The surroundings seemed to be still, the grass no longer moved with the wind, and the snowflakes no longer moved with the wind. The space was silent, and only his roar echoed between the heaven and the earth.
Suddenly, the wind blew harder. The heavy snow continued to fall.
He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and gradually the laughter turned into crying. After crying loudly for a while, he hugged Bao Leer and sat blankly in the cold snow, letting the heavy snow fall all over his body.
At this moment, his heart also died.
Gong Mi looked at all this, the surprise on her face faded away, and a look of ridicule and complacency emerged. She thought for a moment:
"The matter is now over. Whether Bai Liming can think about it or not, it is no longer that important. He has achieved his purpose of revenge against his enemy. What is more important is that he has been satisfied, unprecedented satisfaction. It is time to end."
Then, she walked easily behind Bai Liming, slowly raised the sharp dagger in her hand, and said sarcastically:
"Bai Liming, you didn't expect it. I was the last one to laugh. I have always been looked down upon by you, and you have always regarded me as an ant. I am a spoiled child of a Taoist sect, and I am gifted by nature. Humph, what's the use? Let it all end.
Well, it’s your turn next.”
After saying this, she stabbed the dagger in her hand suddenly, bringing out a cold light and piercing Baili Ming's back of the heart...
When his life was hanging by a thread, suddenly, a sword energy came and stabbed Gong Mi in the back of the heart.
Gong Mi was shocked, turned around in a hurry, swung his dagger to block, and finally blocked the sword energy with a bang.
She looked at the attacker behind her. She was startled at first, and then sneered clearly: