infinite death

() "Are you sick!"

"Do you have any medicine?"

Seeing Luo Xiaobei's reaction, Zhu Jue clicked his tongue, then turned his head, covered his eyes and said to the others: "Come on, be quick, let the child go quickly." Then he said Walking in the direction of Luo Xiaobei, the tentacles waving above his head seemed to want to touch the girl next to him.

"Doctor Zhu... Zhu Jue! Can you stay away from me?" Seeing that the flurry of new tentacles on Zhu Jue's head were about to touch her, Luo Xiaobei hurriedly stepped back and said, she felt I felt that I had a great psychological shadow on that kind of twisted and twisted things.

"Your behavior hurts my fragile glass heart too much." Zhu Jue continued to walk towards Luo Xiaobei with a clear face, "Girl, I just want to ask if you have any healing medicine, bandages, etc. Look, I still have this cut in my waist."

Hearing Zhu Jue's words, Luo Xiaobei finally came to her senses. She looked at the wound on Zhu Jue's waist that was a foot small. There are still some granulation growing, maybe it is because of the granulation that there is not much blood, but you can clearly see how deep the wound is, if it is you, you may not be able to bear such an injury, after all Just thinking about it, Luo Xiaobei felt that he might faint from the pain, but Zhu Jue didn't seem to care at all except his face looked wrong.

"Are you okay?" Luo Xiaobei asked a little worried. Although she always felt that Zhu Jue was very annoying, he was the one who saved her life after all, so she was still a little worried.

"Small, it's nothing compared to my time before." Zhu Jue stroked the wound on his waist, as if recalling something.Although Luo Xiaobei wanted to make herself believe that Zhu Jue was recalling some glorious past, Zhu Jue's expression reminded her somehow of the feeling of a woman sprinkling cumin on a barbecue skewer at a night market barbecue stall .

"But your complexion is not quite right." Luo Xiaobei said.

At this time, several other people also successfully dealt with the big tentacle and returned here. After all, the tentacle cannot move, and the attack range is limited as it grows. Tortured with electric whips, he finally collapsed helplessly on the church floor.

"Zhu Jue, your complexion is really not right." Ma Shuangcheng took a few breaths, and after recovering the spirit consumed by the continuous use of the evil-breaking holy flame bullets, he also looked at Zhu Jue's face and said.

"Is there?" Zhu Jue didn't use his hands, but let the tentacles above his head touch his face, but he still looked dazed, "No... Could it be that you are jealous of my handsome appearance?"

"If you want to be jealous, you won't be jealous of you, a pervert with tentacles on your head!" Luo Xiaobei said loudly at first, and then said to Zhu Jue, "Your face is purple now, not to mention blue."

It turned out that at this time Zhu Jue's face actually had an inexplicable purple-black color, which really looked abnormal.

"...Wipe, my waist!" Zhu Jue seemed to wake up suddenly, and then stretched out his hand and inserted into the foot-long wound on his waist.

"Um, what are you doing?" Luo Xiaobei was inexplicably horrified when he saw that Zhu Jue had completely inserted his hand into the wound.

Zhu Jue groped in his wound with a strange expression on his face. After a while, everyone only heard a sticky sound, and saw Zhu Jue pull out a strange thing from the wound.

It looks a bit like internal organs, but the whole body is pitch black, with blood-red lines winding on it, giving people a strange and uncomfortable feeling.

"This...looks like a kidney?" Lao Bai looked at the scene in amazement, and he didn't dare to say with certainty.

"It's one of my kidneys... It's just been demonized after being sacrificed, so it can no longer be said to be my organ." Zhu Jue threw the thing on the ground, and the demonized kidney began to squirm violently. Then it keeps proliferating and mutating, and finally it seems that it has reached a critical point, and suddenly it withers, and finally becomes a dry thing like a dehydrated thing, "After being demonized, this thing replaced my original one. One kidney, dialysis the blood in my body, increased the speed and quantity of adrenaline secretion, and at the same time, a small part of the dark magic can be injected into my whole body through the blood, which slightly improved my physical fitness by a layer or two Otherwise, I would not have reacted so quickly in the mountains to save her life."

"...Then what's going on now?" Ma Shuangcheng asked, feeling a little powerless to complain about Zhu Jue's crazy behavior.

"After this thing has been polluted by the dark magic sacrifice, it has nothing to do with me. If I leave it alone, it will be exhausted in a day or two." Zhu Jue replied, "It's just that I was killed by that headless man just now. The streaking girl injured her waist, and the sudden injury intensified the process of demonization, and the dark magic power began to gradually erode my body... But it is also thanks to the dark magic power, otherwise I guess if such a serious injury is not treated I had to kneel..."

"Then you now..." Seeing that Zhu Jue dug out the kidneys that had been intensified and polluted by the dark magic energy, Luo Xiaobei looked at Zhu Jue's wound and said, the granulation around his wound slowly subsided, and at the same time the blood It is also flowing out one by one.

"Do you still need to ask?" Zhu Jue answered Luo Xiaobei's ignorant question with a little contempt, "Of course I have to kneel..."

Then Zhu Jue fell headlong to the ground.

"Zhu Jue!" Seeing Zhu Jue lying on the ground, Ma Shuangcheng turned around and said to Lao Bai, "Lao Bai, do you still have the Pu Shan Ling Healing Talisman in stock?"

"I just used one for meditation, and now I have three left." Lao Bai stepped forward and turned Zhu Jue who was facing down.

Although Zhu Jue fell to the ground, he seemed to be quite conscious. He stared at the crowd and said, "I think I can still save you. Which one of you calls 120?"

"Give him a Pu Shan Ling Healing Talisman." Ma Shuangcheng looked at Zhu Jue's foot-long wound that was bleeding continuously and said, "Although he is a newcomer, his ability is not bad after all."

Lao Bai nodded when he heard the words, and took out another talisman paper to paste it on Zhu Jue's wound.

"Old Bai, is your ghost painting reliable?" Zhu Jue stared at the Pu Shan Ling Healing Talisman in Lao Bai's hand again and said, "Do you have a medical license? I think it's better to contact my usual attending doctor, Dr. Zhang..."

"Stop talking nonsense and save some energy." Lao Bai ignored what Zhu Jue said, and pasted the talisman paper on the wound on Zhu Jue's waist, just like Zhang Chan said before, the wound on Zhu Jue's waist The wound immediately stopped the bleeding, and then began to heal gradually under the power of the magic talisman, "It should be fine after a while, but the talisman of the kidney you lost can't be recovered. "

"If there is less, there will be less. This is just returning to the original state." Zhu Jue said with some regret, "It's a pity that I don't know what the taste is like after being demonized by dark magic. I think it tastes like salt and pepper..."

Seeing that the purple and black color on Zhu Jue's face slowly receded, and the wound on his waist was no longer in the way, everyone was slightly relieved.

"Father O'Hara, who is that Dektel, and what does it have to do with that demon you mentioned?" Ma Shuangcheng then asked again to Scott O'Hara, who had an uncertain face. Judging from what the self-proclaimed Dektel said, she should be a servant of that demon, but she is already quite difficult to deal with. If she were replaced by that demon, she might have to face even more troubles. "Also, what about the Scarlett that Dektel mentioned?"

"They dare to desecrate the sanctuary blessed by the Heavenly Father... That demon... Is that demon about to fully wake up?" Scott O'Hara's face was extremely ugly, and he talked to himself for a while It seemed that he suddenly realized Ma Shuangcheng's question just now, he slowly raised his head, and said in a difficult tone that he didn't know how to describe, "That demon's minion——Dektel, used to be my sister."