long night walk

Chapter 65 My corpse demon sister
Just two words, let the violent and incomparable Shebi corpse fall with supreme pressure!
It was as if the sky above his head was collapsing in its direction with supreme force.

Without the ability to resist, She Bishi suddenly bent his knees and knelt heavily.

The entire mountain was shaken three times.

Those purple pupils the size of lanterns are deeply frightening!
The blood-clothed woman snorted softly, and slowly raised her arm wrapped in the dark red blood-like sleeve robe, her pale and long palm looked weak.

But it was such a simple action that caused a kind of fear called despair in the heart of this dead body who had already successfully evolved into a dead body.

The five fingers on the pale palm were slender, and the nails on the fingertips were slightly long and sharp, as sharp as five sharp knives.

Accompanied by her chuckle, she made a hollow motion with her palm.

"Uh...uh...uh..."

The corpse bead, which is as important as life than a corpse, falls out of its mouth powerlessly.

All he felt was a desperate pain in his chest.

Looking down, a huge blood hole has been pierced through the front and back of the heart, but the heart inside the blood hole has disappeared.

And the blood-clothed woman standing in the air a hundred meters away had her empty hand spread out.

On the palm of his hand floated a huge purple heart that was still beating.

Shebishi's furious pupils were completely restrained at this moment, full of pleading.

Shebi Corpse, also known as the Corpse of Liver Elm, has been in existence for 3000 years and is already immortal.

As long as the heart is not destroyed, even if it is only half a horn, it can reshape the body and create another peak.

But the immortal body that it is usually proud of fell into the hands of this woman, and his life can be said to be as fragile as tofu.

Seeing its pleading gaze, the woman raised her fierce black eyebrows slightly.

With a slight movement of the fingers, a ray of air floated up in the palm of the hand, and penetrated into the purple-red beating heart.

"puff!"

Suddenly, the huge heart looked like a squashed watermelon, and scarlet blood spurted out.

The heart was disintegrated into tiny pieces by the powerful qi, floating in front of the woman.

Bits of scarlet minced meat like sand were blown into finer meat dust again.

In a short moment, the cycle went back and forth no less than a hundred times.

A huge heart disappeared between the fingers of the blood-clothed woman, turning into a speck of existence in the world that was more ethereal than the blood mist.

The purple meaning in the pupils of Shebishi's eyes suddenly disappeared.

The huge body withered and shriveled in an instant, and finally the wind blew gently and dispersed like sand.

The slender and pale hand gently moved in that direction, and the corpse bead with a diameter of ten meters in the purple sand flew towards the sky.

When it fell into her palm, the corpse orb quickly condensed and shrunk to a size that could be controlled by a palm.

Bai Lian was already too shocked by the scene in front of him.

If it is said that he is fighting hard for his hole cards, compared with Shebishi, there is a hundred Bailian in the middle.

There are 1 Shebi corpses between the blood-clothed woman and Shebi corpses.

The ashes disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Exactly what he said!

The blood-red robe slowly descended. At this moment, the woman in the blood-cloth had completely turned around, staring at Bai Lian.

The soft sound of corpse sand being rolled up by the strong wind echoed in the ears.

The woman stood in the night, her bloody clothes flying wildly, and a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes shone with a scarlet and strange light.

Pale skin, charming lips oozing blood, long hair as black as the polar night was held up high by a golden and luxurious crown.

She is like a female queen in the dark night, exuding fierce beauty all over her body, and her gestures are full of imperial arrogance.

Looking closely at the blood-red ancient robe, it was actually very similar to the emperor's robe.

The waistband of the same color was tightly bound, fully outlining the curvature of her slender waist. Under the hem of the blood-red dress, her slender legs were tightly wrapped by a pair of exquisite silver-white combat boots.

Holding the corpse bead in her hand, she stepped through the night and came.

When his eyes fell on the huge tomahawk riddled with holes on the ground, there was a slight trace of satisfaction in his expression.

"Not bad, facing a Shebi corpse, I didn't expect you to have the strength to resist."

Bai Lian was slightly taken aback, hearing her tone... as if she knew herself.

"You..." He looked slightly stunned, but the fighting spirit in his eyes had dissipated.

The blood-clothed woman raised her pale and pointed chin, and snorted softly, "I am your sister, Si Li."

Bai Lian stared blankly, the palm of his knees almost slipped off the ground, he widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "Sister?"

He actually has a sister who is still so powerful!

Then why did he have no impression of her at all? !
A sister who fell from the sky made him a little dazed.

Although it is too unbelievable, even suspicious.

But Bai Lian, who was good at speculating and thinking deeply, felt that what she said was true at this moment.

When the villagers asked Bailian for his name, the name 'Sichen' came to his mind.

It was as if someone had given him this name since he was born.

And the woman in front of her...is called Si Li.

This cannot be a coincidence.

Just as he was about to continue to ask out the doubts in his heart, Bai Lian shook his body violently, his scarlet eyes trembled wildly, and his soul began to scream and vent without warning.

That is blood thirsty desire.

Damn!

He hadn't drank blood for many days, and at this moment, Little Lu'er was not by his side.

If he doesn't drink blood in time, he will become a mindless monster.

Bai Lian staggered to his feet, unable to say another word.

Seeing his appearance, Si Li knew clearly that what he was facing right now was a bloodthirsty crisis.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed into a sharp long line.

She walked up to Bai Lian, stretched out her hand and pushed him, and easily pushed Bai Lian to the ground, and she sat down immediately after him.

She looked down at Baili'an's eye sockets full of blood and cracks, and said coldly: "Since you are a corpse demon, you must learn to eat. If you let yourself be hungry and thirsty at any time, you will already lose the qualification to live .”

At this moment, she unceremoniously knelt on Bai Lian's waist, raised her pale palm expressionlessly, and tore off three parts of the extremely high overlapping collar, revealing her pale neck and looming delicate collarbone .

The long and sharp nails cut through the pale skin, and spots of cold blood fell on Bai Lian's face.

She bent down, held up Bai Lian's head with both hands, forced him to stand up, and let the scarlet blood stay along the wound, staining the white underwear under the bloody clothes.

Her arms were slender, but the strength of her palms made it difficult for Bai Lian to resist.

She forced Bai Lian's fangs and lips to stick to the wound on her neck, her faint eyes fell on Bai Lian's tragic and bloody back, without saying a word.

Between sobriety and confusion, Bai Lian subconsciously resisted the act of biting off someone's neck and sucking blood himself.

(End of this chapter)