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Bai Yu had expected him to be like this.

Twisting his body flexibly to avoid his dagger,

Then with concentration, the blade of Heilong sliced ​​towards his wrist holding the knife!

"Zi La"——

As a shattered light around Mo Lin's wrist was split,

The blade of Heilong, which was cutting iron like mud, was already slashing towards his wrist like a piercing dark light.

"bass!"

Under Mo Lin's unbelievable eyes and piercing pain,
Holding the dagger in Biaoxue's severed hand, he fell into the water with a "pop!"

A burst of bright red shot out from Mo Lin's wrist.

It splashed black flowers on the dark red wall.

A salty smell began to permeate the earthy smell.

Bai Yu withdrew the dagger in fear, ran forward desperately.

"Fuck!!"

Mo Lin, whose face was distorted in pain, quickly bent down to pick up the severed hand and dagger.

Immediately afterwards, he reluctantly put the severed hand into his trouser pocket, grabbed the dagger and cut a corner of his clothes to fasten the wound of the severed hand, and then chased after Bai Yu's back with a murderous look.

The streets are full of water.

And the number of black hair seems to be gathering more and more, and it seems to have formed a group.

Mo Lin's broken wrist was bandaged casually.

The blood from the wound and the blood from the severed hand in the trouser pocket quickly fell into the water drop by drop.

And along the route of his bleeding traces, more and more black hairs were slowly gathering.

Even the hair seemed to be alive, climbing up the blood stains on his body like vines.

Bai Yu ran all the way, and found that the doors of every house were closed, and it was not easy to find a place to hide.

I checked my phone, there was no signal...

She had no choice but to run in the direction of the wig factory in the general direction.

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Bai Yu quickly ran out of breath, and her feet were also entangled by long black hair.

Panting heavily, she bent down and cut off those strands of hair with the blade of Heilong.

It's like a ghost hitting a wall.

She found that she had been running for a long time, but she still couldn't get out of the alleyway just now.

That Mo Lin bared his teeth and got closer and closer to her.

Then she remembered, let alone the disparity in strength between men and women.

The other party is a fitness trainer.

Every day on the treadmill may start ten kilometers.

Her cardiopulmonary function and muscle explosiveness are all incomparable to her.

Soon Mo Lin had chased after her.

Bai Yu had no choice but to grit his teeth and get up and continue running desperately.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer, Mo Lin raised the dagger in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A piercing pain spread from her right shoulder to her whole body.

Mo Lin's dagger pierced right into the flesh of her shoulder.

There are blood drops, along the tip of the knife, "tick tock" and fall into the water.

Soon, a large group of black hair gathered together.

That is, at the moment when Bai Yu's body trembled and stopped, Mo Lin had already jumped behind her with a few strides:

"Today I have to kill you! Otherwise, my last name is Mo!!!"

While speaking, his hand quickly extended towards the dagger behind Bai Yu.

Stretched halfway, he saw,
There are a lot of black hairs, which have been unknowingly drilled along the pores on his legs.

It was crisp and itchy at first.

Soon there was the stinging pain of being bitten by a leech.

Immediately, he felt the energy in his body, starting from the calf, disappearing rapidly.

The feeling of powerless fatigue and dizziness came overwhelming.

But the murderous intent and hatred in his scarlet eyes did not diminish at all.

The hair that burrowed into the body was painful and itchy.

Unable to spare any extra hands to scratch, he could only grit his teeth and endure.