Chapter 2170 Soul (5)

Lifted that pale and bloodless little face.

It looks like it was painted with white dye, an extremely weird and cold color.

On the right cheek, tire marks that look like black poppies grow impressively.

Chestnut, strange, thick black and terrifying tire marks, growing from the neck and spreading.

It has spread to the right cheek, like a blood vessel, forked.

The rich smell of wet rot is deeply imprinted on it.

He had blood all over his mouth and blood all over his hands.

Under the wet hair, on a paper-white face, two pure black eyes seemed to have mutated.

Straightforwardly, looked over.

There are no whites in the big eye sockets, all are black.

As if dead for a long time, the bright red blood oxidized and rotted into black stains emitting a foul smell.

Deeply, empty, just looking at it with no warmth.

It's all blood, like a demon.

No humanity, no goodness.

There are only deep, empty eye sockets, and a body like a walking corpse.

Look over steadily, and look at the tree that Yun Si is hiding.

Chewing and biting movement, stop.

Yun Si's fingers hurt a little.

Bleeding from a bite always hurts.

Especially in order to prevent the wound from healing quickly, she pulled the bitten wound with some force.

I want to heal but can't heal, and the pain continues.

Blood has been dripping down, exuding a deadly and charming fragrance in the air.

It's an almost overwhelming smell for a ghost.

In order to catch the vigilant little ghost, she used her body as bait, endured the pain, and slowly stretched her fingers out of the tree trunk.

I want to hook him over, bit by bit, hook him.

The cold little ghost with a mouth full of blood squatted there, extremely black, as if its eye sockets had been gouged out, staring motionlessly at a small finger sticking out from behind the tree trunk.

No consciousness, no mind.

As if attracted physiologically, the scarlet tongue like a beast slowly stretched out and licked the corner of his lips.

The rabbit carcass held in both hands was dropped, and slowly, like a walking dead, stood up mechanically.

Bare feet stepped in the mud mixed with blood and mud, and the body was completely soaked.

In the dark sky, the face as pale as paper was more like a corpse, gloomy and bloody, as if it had just crawled out of a grave.

He has a strong rotten aura all over his body, and he is completely a ghost.

Eerie and treacherous, malicious.

After being hooked to attract attention, he slowly took a step forward.

He stared straight at the direction of the tree trunk, and walked mechanically step by step.

On the muddy and slippery ground, **** footprints fell one after another.

Ghostly.

The patient hunter behind the tree trunk retracted his fingers a little.

Slowly, very strategically, lead him over.

Be ready to wait.

The rain fell harder, in the endless thunder of the sky, in the dim light that flickered.

During heavy rain, it is not safe to hide under tree trunks.

The heavy rain slapped the branches and leaves fiercely, and the rainwater gathered and flowed down the veins.

There was a crash, all hitting Yun Si's body.

Her clothes were soaked, and even the water shoes were full of water.

Although her body was wet and uncomfortable, she still patiently waited for a long time.

The thunder was so loud that she couldn't hear his footsteps.

(end of this chapter)