Burning with rage

Chapter 20 Black Handprints in the Dark Night
The darkness is like a ferocious beast, opening its mouth wide and swallowing everything around it.

Not long ago, Bingling and Xiaodie found a wooden sign, wrote the words "Xiao Ming's Tomb" on the surface with cinnabar, and inserted it in an open space in the formation.Everyone in Beidouya knew Xiao Ming's story, and she felt that Chen Hui must have heard of it.

Bing Ling planned to go directly to that place, and then set up an ambush. When Chen Hui turned here, she suddenly jumped out with teeth and claws.

Borrowing the faint starlight, Bing Ling groped forward in the darkness of the stone formation, but felt as if there was a cold air rushing from the back of the spine, and felt a little creepy.

"I'm here to scare people, how can I be afraid by myself?!" Bing Ling comforted herself.

A gust of cold air blows past, and the shadows of the trees in the dense forest are whirling, eerie.In my ears, besides the sound of the wind, there was also a strange rustling sound, which seemed to be a ghost laughing shrillly, or a resentful woman sobbing.

After walking more than ten steps, Bing Ling finally stopped, her eyes were fixed on one place, and she couldn't help but feel aroused.

The original wooden sign that read "Xiao Ming's Tomb" has long since disappeared, replaced by a black handprint on a nearby boulder.

This handprint is very small, it is definitely not the handprint of an adult, but... a child.

Bing Ling began to exhale heavily, and her spirit was extremely tense, her legs completely weakened, and it was almost difficult for her to stand up.

After a long time, she regained her courage and slowly moved her body. She no longer thought about scaring Chen Hui, and only wanted to leave here early.

There is a ghostly atmosphere in the dark and cold stone formation, and sometimes the wind whistles from her ears, and her delicate ears seem to be stimulated by a strange atmosphere.

In the mist, in the gap between two huge boulders in the distance, suddenly a small figure ran past, the sparse laughter mixed with the sound of crying came indistinctly with the wind.

Along the road, five small black handprints have appeared one after another, and some boulders have small brown spots on the surface. You don't need to look closely at Bingling to know that it is blood.

Here... what is going on?

Bing Ling forcibly calmed down, moved slowly, and after turning a corner, Bing Ling stopped in front of a small open space, stopped blankly, her eyes widened, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground, flattened mouth, almost crying out of fright.

In the center of the open space, a wooden sign stands there quietly, engraved with words written in cinnabar: Xiao Ming's Tomb, the four characters are eerie.However, the ground that was originally flat now bulged into a lump.It's like... It's the grave mound that has disappeared for thousands of years.

You know, Bing Ling just randomly inserted the wooden sign on the ground before; she clearly remembered that there was no such round grave mound in the entire formation!

At this time, the horrible crying and laughter in the ears suddenly stopped, leaving a deathly silence.

Goose bumps instantly spread densely all over the body.

Breathing began to become difficult, and an indescribable sense of oppression made Bing Ling's spirit almost collapse.

At this moment, Bing Ling's shoulder was suddenly patted, she jerked violently, and turned her head instinctively:
Two lines of blood and tears flowed from both eyes.

With a bloody mouth, it opened and closed slowly, and spit out a few eerie words: "Sister, let's compete to see who can climb faster, shall we?"

"Ah..." Bing Ling yelled, she didn't know where the strength came from, and ran away, regardless of which direction she was heading, she yelled for help over and over again, like crazy.

The bloody-mouthed owner squatted on the spot, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Chen Hui had already discovered the Bingling who had painted his face white and sneaked in quietly.As for the two lines of blood and tears on his face, it was Chen Hui who cut his finger and applied it on his cheek on a whim.

Looking at the Bing Ling who was so frightened that he was almost crazy, Chen Hui laughed straight, looked at the grave not far away, and said to himself: "Pile up a grave just to scare me, Bing Ling, Bing Ling, You are so naive..."

How did Chen Hui know that the appearance of the grave was not caused by Bingling at all.

At this time, a cold air suddenly shot up from Chen Hui's back, making him tremble.

In Chen Hui's ear, a childish voice sounded softly: "Hi, my name is Xiao Ming, shall we play hide and seek?"

With a shiver, Chen Hui's whole body became cold.

This... is definitely not a human voice!

Shocked, Chen Hui's whole body burst with mana, and he was about to jump out, but at the moment when his strength exploded, he completely lost control over his limbs, and his body fell limp.

The next moment, Chen Hui saw a scene that he will never forget.

It was a face full of childishness, yet distorted and deformed, the eyes were bulging high, rolling around, staring at him bloodshot.

"Brother, stay with me forever, okay?" A strange voice sounded in Chen Hui's ear again.

Immediately, a hot feeling rushed up the throat, Chen Hui breathed desperately, but found that he could not breathe no matter what, the strong suffocation made him almost crazy.

"Brother, I can't wait..." The immature voice was extremely soft.

The body began to twitch. Chen Hui hugged his neck desperately, but found that there was no obstacle in his neck, but... he couldn't breathe.

"Ah..." Under the frenzied struggle, Chen Hui condensed a Qi Explosion Technique in his hand, and shot at that small and strange figure!
There was a loud "bang", the air blast went straight through its body, and exploded on the surface of a boulder not far away, causing the gravel to splash.

Chen Hui struggled and tried desperately to catch it, but no matter what method he used, it was just like an illusory shadow, which could not be seen or touched.

Consciousness gradually blurred...

Chen Hui, who was unconscious, gradually revealed a painful and crazy look on his face.

This is a strange world.

In the sky not far away, there is a strange yellow-shaped sun.The whole sky was dyed blood red by this blood red strange sun.The blood-red rain fell one after another, killing everyone.

What is this place?Why, feel so familiar?

A mountain was covered with dead bodies.A gust of wind blew by, carrying a disgusting smell of blood.

Chen Hui was covered in blood, and stood grimly in the sea of ​​corpses, with an indescribable killing intent surging deep in his heart.

His body was filled with blood-red spiritual power—this kind of spiritual power became more and more strange, leading Chen Hui to feel the powerful power.

The silver-white sword body reflected the cold light, making the red streaks even more dazzling.The bright red blood, mixed with the rain, merged into a stream, along the sharp blade, slowly flowed to the tip of the sword, and then dripped down, accompanied by dead leaves and flowers, seeping into the already dark red soil.

"Man, where is man? Where is man?" **'s thoughts became more intense!
Suddenly, a strange face appeared in front of him. He opened his bloody mouth and showed his sharp fangs: "Haha, brat, do you want to gain great power? Accept my inheritance, and I will let you Immediately become stronger and defeat all those who hinder you! In this way, you will have countless people to kill!!! Jie Jie Jie..."

Suddenly, a strong uneasiness surged from my heart.

"Oh no--"

"I, how did this happen?" Chen Hui covered his head in pain, and knelt in the blood-red corpse mountain and sea of ​​blood, "Don't—" howled miserably, the voice seemed to tear the sky apart!
Chen Hui suddenly raised his head, revealing his blood-red eyes: "Hateful devil, I'll kill you first—" A hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the devil's neck!

(End of this chapter)