long night walk

Chapter 1648 Both sides suffer losses

Bailian walked out slowly from the shadows with a knife in hand, with silver-blue light flowing out of his eyes. Under his emotionless skin, it seemed that there was a crazy and arrogant soul.

With a smile on his face, he said slowly, "Not only is it not within the protection range of this ghost ship, the red-dressed girl you brought in, Madam, is a violator on the ship. If we hunt her down and sacrifice her to this ghost ship monster, I think he will be very happy, and our room fee will be very sufficient."

The murderous intent emanating from Bailian's body was as real as a substance.

Aiwu was not in a hurry. She smiled calmly and said, "To use the human language of that world, your behavior is like crossing the river and destroying the bridge."

The cold blade in Bailian's hand became bigger and bigger. He walked with the blade in his hand. The cold air around him condensed into frost, wrapping around his exceptionally slender body and extending countless white mists in the dark space.

He tilted his head and smiled, "We all have our own agenda, each taking what we need, so don't talk about crossing the river and destroying the bridge. You protect her and I cut your bones, there is no conflict between the two."

After saying that, Bailian tightly grasped the huge cold blade frost knife, twisted his hands in front of him, and his silver hair danced wildly. The heavy and domineering gale brought up by the knife energy broke the laws of the dark space as steadily as a mountain. Even the walls of the corridors on both sides that were moving towards the center were squeezed out to create a large spacious space.

The sound of swords lingered in the air, and there was a clanging sound of wind and snow in the boat.

The corners of Ayiwu's lips drooped slightly, and the red umbrella at her waist was unsheathed again. The umbrella opened like a flower with a bang, and blood beads were scattered inside, blocking the deep cold wind and snow outside the umbrella.

The cold and heavy blade came, and before it chopped down on the umbrella, the two lacquered blood pupils on the umbrella slowly opened. Wherever his sight reached, the sharp blade energy collapsed into ashes, and the blood floating on the umbrella surface turned into thousands of sharp blood arrows, sweeping towards Bailian.

The cold blade in Bailian's hand had already turned into petrified dust. He was unarmed, but still moved forward.

Aiwu opened her pair of dark eyes, with a strange and cruel smile on her face: "You know, ever since the birth of conscious creatures in Xuanyuan World, the monsters have been killing each other and devouring each other without stopping, but there has never been a creature from your world that can kill the monsters here without being assimilated into a pollutant."

Even if he could gain some power temporarily through cheating, what would that do?

The disorder of time and space, the disorder of space, repression is repression.

His ideas are indeed in line with the cruel and ruthless rules of survival here.

But the prerequisite is that he really has the ability to do as he said.

After all, she had just entered this world, and she had no idea about the monsters that could evolve to her level.

He was the first to release the murderous intent, but the only one who was destroyed was himself.

The red blood on the umbrella is all the strange resentful blood she consumed during her evolution over the years. She has been wandering around the ghost ship under the river for so many years, surviving freely in the water of this river without being devoured by other monsters, all because of the protection provided by the old resentful blood on the surface of this umbrella.

Any existence touched by the resentful blood will have the polluted air in its body transformed into something extremely corrosive and toxic.

This kid's race is a demon dragon, and his dragon scales and flesh cannot withstand the erosion of this blood.

The blood in the umbrella poured down like evening rain and swallowed up Bailian like a torrent.

The silver hair dancing wildly in the wind seemed to be swallowed up by the bright red night.

The frosty and cold breath dissipated in an instant, and the remaining suppressed demonic energy also completely disappeared.

Ayiwu raised the corners of her lips and was about to close her umbrella and retreat.

At this moment, a blood mist rose, and a scarlet spear suddenly turned in the palm of a slender pale palm. The scarlet spear tip drew an arc in the dark, and an irresistible strong force came towards the umbrella like a mountain and a sea, stirring up a fierce wind like a tsunami.

Aiwu's hand did not leave the umbrella handle, but the huge force from the umbrella surface drove her body off the ground.

Under the deflected umbrella was a face of a boy who was too young, pale and handsome, with blood-red eyes and long hair as black as night.

When the strands of bright red blood pouring out from the umbrella splashed onto his body, they were completely absorbed by a vortex of stronger and purer blood energy. The vortex indiscriminately crushed the strange and resentful blood, transforming it into pure blood energy one by one, and then a vigorous power emanated from his body.

The scarlet spear in his hand became increasingly solid and powerful, brushing past the edge of the umbrella and stabbing straight towards Ayiwu's forehead.

Looking at Bailian, whose appearance and temperament had changed drastically, Ayiwu's facial expression changed slightly. She turned her wrist, and the umbrella surface began to spin rapidly. From the ribs of the umbrella, white bone scimitars extended like living things.

The twelve white bone scimitars burned with strange blood flames, and a large amount of strange aura poured into the umbrella knife, like an endless burning red lotus in hell, clanging and hitting the red spear that was stabbing straight at it.

Bailian's arm bones vibrated violently, and the bones rubbed against each other violently, emitting a heart-pounding sound.

The bone knife easily suppressed the powerful spear. The twelve bone knives spun rapidly with the rotation of the umbrella. One of the bone knives, which was curved like a full moon, flew out of the umbrella and cut straight towards Bailian's scarlet eyes.

Bailian's eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips raised a ruthless arc. He ignored the severe pain coming from the shattering of his wrist bones, and pressed down with his arms. The spear began to crack terribly, and it looked like it could be damaged at any time.

The blood seeping out from between the fingers dyed the broken spear red, and with a scalding temperature that was not like that of human blood, it slowly dripped onto the umbrella, making a sizzling sound.

He did not dodge or evade, allowing the bone blade to cut through his eyes, bringing up a puff of bright red blood.

His eyeball was torn apart, and scarlet blood flowed out from the corner of his eye, streaking across his handsome cheek and falling to the corner of his long and narrow lips.

The young man had an extremely calm yet crazy smile on his lips. He pursed his lips lightly, and a hint of blood spread out from his pursed lips, like a sharp blade as cold as blood frost.

Countless fine cracks on the spear in his hand spread rapidly, but temporarily suppressed the umbrella. Bailian's body floated in the air, and he stretched out his left arm, and a second bright red spear condensed in his palm.

The spear was filled with murderous aura and reflected blood. He gripped the spear with force, and the spear body was as straight as a sword. He used its sharp edge to break through the momentum and pierce through the pupils above the umbrella, blocking the sight from those strange eyes.

A short roar erupted from Ayiwu's mouth, and bright red blood began to flow out of her dark and empty eyes, quickly staining her entire face red. Twelve bone knives flew out at the same time, weaving into a fine knife net, and rushed towards Bailian. Bailian's eyes were also scarlet and blood was flowing. Feeling the terrifying killing intent of the blade, he smiled coldly and pressed the spear against the umbrella with force, which suddenly burst into pieces under his palm.

He quickly drew his palm across the sharp fragments, and blood gushed out from his palm. He cast a blood curse with one hand, and the blood was contaminated with the power of dark blood, and instantly turned into hundreds of spears. The spears ignored the twelve bone knives that were attacking them, and instead poured heavily on the crimson umbrella with the force of a torrential rain.

The twelve bone knives were deeply embedded in various parts of Bailian's body.

However, Bailian's crazy and desperate fighting style was completely beyond Aiwu's cognition and imagination.

Even in this world, monsters whose minds are extremely polluted and have no independent consciousness will still have instinctive pain and fear.

But the little monster in front of him can not only switch its weird forms at will, but it is even more crazy and desperate than any other monster here, as if every part of its body can be used as a terrible weapon to kill the enemy.

The sharp bone knife hidden in the umbrella ribs is very different from ordinary sharp weapons. It not only attacks the body, but also brings great pain and destructiveness to the mental strength.

But Bailian, who was suspended in the air, only froze for a moment, and no emotion of pain or hesitation could be sensed from him anymore.

He was seen holding up his shattered body, bleeding profusely as he held one of the spears that was lashing out like a waterfall. The blood had completely stained the entire spear, and the spear body was burning with golden blood flames, which penetrated the gun curtain and rubbed against the edge of the umbrella, creating fierce sparks, piercing through Ayiwu's shoulders, and pressing her against the wall of the boat.

Aiwu's strength is far more than that, but Bailian's desperate and reckless style of play completely deviated from her prediction. The repeated crazy output even made her unable to react and formulate corresponding counter-strategies.

By the time she reacted, her body was already injured and nailed to the wall.

The spear on her shoulder could not pose any threat to her at all.

But what made her feel cold all over and her scalp tingling was that the inconspicuous wall behind her was actually part of the body of the ghost ship under the river.

The blood stained the walls, and her scent immediately awakened the strange ghost ship and marked her as if to be dead. The walls began to grow countless tentacles with suction cups on them, which began to frantically suck her blood.

Some of the tentacles even greedily drilled into her wounds, and the toothed suction cups began to gnaw on her flesh, causing her heart-piercing pain far greater than the pain of the spear piercing her body.

She could only concentrate her mental strength and begin to frantically resist the evil and brutal malice coming from the ghost ship under the river.

The red umbrella hung down limply.

Bailian's blood and energy were about to be exhausted, and the spear in his hand that was burning with blood-gold flames gradually began to dim.

Perhaps she had sensed Bailian's next intention, and Aiwu looked more crazy and angry than ever before. She raised her neck and opened her mouth, letting out a strange and inhuman roar.

The twelve bone knives in Bailian's body seemed to have received some mysterious call and began to vibrate violently in his wound, trying to leave his body and then launch another attack to cut his body into pieces.

The smile on Bailian's face suddenly became evil and even crazier than hers. The cracks at the corners of his eyes deepened, and blood began to gush out of the wounds cut by the twelve-bone knives. Then, red spider lilies grew out of the gushing blood.

Aiwu's crazy face froze. She found that the Twelve Bone Knives, which were originally one with her body, were being "contaminated and assimilated" by an unknown force.

The twelve bone knives inserted into the young man's body began to vibrate madly, as if they were trapped beasts trying to break free from Bailian's body.

The evil weapon that could hurt people was now trying madly to break free from the control of its prey.

Bailian's body was covered in blood and he felt an intense pain as if his body was being shattered. He gritted his teeth, held the gun with both arms, and slashed upwards with force, actually cutting off Ayiwu's arm.

He stabbed the severed arm with his spear, with a cold smile on his face, "As my master's boat fare, I'll give it to you as a sacrifice."

The Hexia Youchuan, which had evolved to the overlord level, could naturally understand the language information of the races in various worlds. A huge mouth-shaped gap immediately appeared on the wall, and dense rows of white fangs grew in the gap.

The broken arm fell into the gap, and the big mouth on the wall began to chew it quickly, eating the arm clean. Then, an ancient, dilapidated wooden door appeared out of thin air in the space behind Cangnan Yi.

Although the wooden door was dilapidated, the stale breeze blowing out from inside did not contain any polluting or malicious scent.

Obviously, this Aiwu, as strange as it is, really has an extraordinary level. Just one arm is enough to advance the ship fare and exchange it for a guest room.

The moment the wooden door appeared, Bailian fell from mid-air as if he was exhausted. The countless spears condensed in the void also lost their shape and turned into the original blood, dripping on his scarred body like bloody rain.

Ayiwu covered the wound of her broken arm, with her unfolded umbrella falling dejectedly at her side. She opened her pair of empty eyes and stared at Bailian with resentment.

She obviously still possessed extremely terrifying combat power and lethality, but Bailian had already exhausted all existing means and his true colors were revealed. He wanted to kill her completely and sacrifice her, but this was impossible so far.

He fell heavily to the ground, causing the twelve bone blades in his body to cause secondary damage and embed deeply into his wounds.

The blood gushed out and formed a bloody lake under him. He could hardly open his eyes and moved with difficulty, but he was smiling smugly: "Although it is not easy for the red-clothed girl to enter the ship, you are full of blood now. If you stay here for too long, I think it won't be long before you become bait in the mouth of the monster on the ghost ship."

Aiwu has been in this strange world for so long, but has never seen an enemy as crazy as Bailian.

She had suffered a great loss today. Her emotions were mixed with anger and hatred, and the malicious intent of curses continued to emanate from her empty eyes.

"It is not a wise move for you to both lose and suffer at the same time. Now you are blind and disabled. Even if you can keep her safe for a while, the boat lease will be renewed someday. By then, what will you do to protect her?"

(There will be another update in the early morning, I don’t know what time it will be, so you don’t have to wait for it.)