The strongest biochemical

Chapter 613 Purebred Blood Night

Ling Xiu looked down, just in time to meet a pretty face dripping with tears.

Her shoulder-length hair was gathered around her right ear, her face was fair and rosy, as rosy as a cherry, and could be broken with just a flick.The lips are petite and exquisite, without lipstick but they are a little bright red, the eyes are as bright as black gemstones, and the nose is straight, but it is not Tang Xiaomo who is it.

Feeling her body temperature, her breathing, and her affectionate gaze, Ling Xiu knew that all this was not a dream.

"Qingcai, why did it take you so long to come back to us? I thought... I thought... woo woo woo..." Tang Xiaomo buried herself in Ling Xiu's arms and wept, ignoring the rotting corpses covered in Ling Xiu's body.

The eyes of Zhang Yifei and Chu Liyue, who rushed here afterward, were also reddened. The nearly half month was longer than a century for Tang Xiaomo, but it was not the same for them.

Ling Xiu wanted to raise his right arm to gently pat Tang Xiaomo's back to comfort her, but as soon as he lifted it, a sharp pain rushed to his brain, and then he realized that the bone of his right arm was bitten off by D3, so he had to Enduring the piercing pain in his left shoulder, he raised his left arm with difficulty, and patted Tang Xiaomo's back.

He said softly, "Benzhu, don't cry!"

Tang Xiaomo cried even more when she heard Ling Xiu call her a stupid pig. It's been too long, she doesn't know how long it has been since she heard this cute and intimate name for her.

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With a shot of recovery potion and Ling Xiu's own recovery ability, the wounds on his body healed within 10 minutes, and the hand bone on his right arm bitten off by D3 was also automatically joined together. Apart from the sticky black blood stains on his body, Ling Xiu's body was still alive. Xiu is no different from usual, only slightly weaker.

On the top of the mountain opposite the fantasy city
Moluo Yanke recovered from the stupefaction, with cold stars in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "I really didn't expect that there are people from the Protoss, as well as people with fire and ice abilities in Huancheng." A ferocious and sinister smile, "Very well, the enemies are all gathered together, I just happened to kill them all, hehe...hehehehe..."

Shrugging his shoulders and sneering, his voice seemed to come from the Nine Serenity Hell, with a soul-shivering coldness, and it also seemed to be the wicked laugh of a devil.

Lao Ba stared at him blankly, his appearance remained the same, but his temperament was quite different from that of the monk. The former was fierce and vicious, while the latter was bohemian, rough and warm-hearted.

"Give Brother Monk back to us, quickly give him back to us!" Lao Ba struggled to get up from the ground and roared.

Moluo Yanke turned his head and looked at him with a foolish look: "Baby, are you kidding me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure swayed, and he came behind Lao Ba in the blink of an eye, and landed on Lao Ba's shoulder with his hands. Lao Ba suddenly wailed in pain, his body convulsed and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and his limbs twitching non-stop.

"Hahaha……"

Moluo Yanke bent down, reached out and grabbed the belt around Lao Ba's waist, and led him to run wildly down the mountain, gradually going away with a burst of wild and rough laughter.

In the same place, only Luo Yun'er and Jiang Linghui were left in a daze.

The two looked at the corpses of Cao Ju and Zhupi, their bodies trembling from time to time, all of this was so unexpected; all of this was so like a terrifying nightmare.

The change of the monk made them feel like they fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden, and their whole bodies were filled with chills.

"Sister, we shouldn't have followed, we really shouldn't have followed." Jiang Linghui said in a trembling voice, tears of terror streaming down her face.

Luo Yun'er smiled bitterly and desolately, yes, they have been walking with a bloodthirsty devil all along.

……

The defenders on the walls of the fantasy city suddenly became restless.

"Listen, what's the sound?"

"Laughter, a man's laugh."

"Strange, where did this sound come from?"

Everyone looked around in fear, because the sound was so evil, as if the voice of the gods filled the world, every corner, like rolling thunder, echoing the entire space.

"Neighbor Spicy, which bastard made that devilish sound? It's from his grandma, he learned the lion's roar, and even the laughter shook my earwax out." Zhang Yifei cursed, but it was false , Hearing this laughter, his heart trembled uncontrollably, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and goose bumps fell all over the ground.

Tang Xiaomo leaned close to Ling Xiu. With Ling Xiu around, she was not afraid of anything, she just tilted her head and searched for the source of the sound like everyone else.Ling Xiu frowned deeply, because the laughter sounded so familiar, it seemed to belong to a monk, but he felt that it was too far-fetched.

Yu Wenfu's face changed color, and there was a trace of fear in his trembling eyes, cold sweat poured out uncontrollably, his eyes widened, his breathing accelerated and deepened, and his face turned pale.

Lu Pei and his party looked at each other in blank dismay. This was the first time they had seen the boss lose his composure.

"Boss, what happened?" Leng Mo asked.

But Yu Wenfu shook his head as if he didn't hear it, and said to himself: "Impossible, how come there are purebred Blood Night Clans in this world, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!"

The tyrannical coercion and bloodthirsty breath in that laughter made him unable to maintain peace of mind. This is the power that can only be released by the purebred Blood Night Clan in a fighting state.

Pure blood night clan!

These five words were like a mountain pressing down on his heart, making him a little breathless.

Yu Wenfu is not at all surprised that there are descendants of the Blood Night Clan in this world, but he can't figure out the existence of the purebred Blood Night Clan. After the great war 26 years ago, it should be impossible for the pure blood Night Clan It is right to exist in this world.

But if there really is a purebred Blood Night Clan, it will mean disaster for this world, because it is a devil, a truly terrifying devil!

"Look, there is a figure coming down from the opposite mountain."

"Fuck, who the hell is that, who can jump forward like a Hulk?"

"Your mother is 60 meters high in one jump, and 300 meters forward, monster!"

All the defenders on the city wall stared at the front dumbfounded, with cold sweat dripping down their backs.

Ling Xiu's face changed suddenly, because that mountain was where he and the monk stopped before, and the laughter was so monk-like, he was already beating a drum in his heart.

Could it really be a monk?
But the monk doesn't have the ability to shock the world, even if he is a monk, but this laughter...

Ling Xiu's heart was up and down, and he always felt that something bad had happened.

"Love vegetables!" Tang Xiaomo hugged his arm tightly, raised her head and stared at him affectionately.

"Tang Xiaomo, no matter what happens later, you are not allowed to stand up indiscriminately." Ling Xiu seriously told her.

"Then I won't allow you to mess around with Qingcai, I want you to be safe."

Tang Xiaomo pouted and said, she could actually think that those who come are not kind, and those who are kind don't come. This person who suddenly jumped towards this side from the top of the opposite mountain must not be a good person. She smelled a dangerous breath.

(End of this chapter)