The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 2435 Counterattack Killing in Desperate Situation
Let Zhou You immediately forget that he felt something was wrong just now.

For some unknown reason, Zhou You fell into a trance almost instantly due to the slaughter and the smell of blood in his nose.

Shocked by the killing and bloodshed, Zhou You was following the infected killing thought and was about to kill, when a voice suddenly brought him back to his thoughts.

"Travel around!"

As the sound of wind blowing through the forest, water and rocks rang in his ears, Zhou You suddenly woke up, before he could figure out who called him, he heard another scream of "ah".

I don't know who made the scream, but Zhou You looked for the sound, and saw that the child who was screaming in shock just now had been wiped with a blood-stained dagger on his neck.

This kind of killing happened all the time in this underground palace-like hall, but Zhou You's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the child who was lying in a pool of blood with his eyes open.

The smell of blood filling the tip of his nose and the killing in front of him made him feel agitated. It seemed to be a yearning for killing from the bottom of his bones.

"wrong!"

To Zhou You, the child who died tragically was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Seeing the number of people in front of him suddenly drop from hundreds to dozens, Zhou You also had the idea of ​​killing.

He wanted to take out his weapon and stab the child closest to him.

Even at this moment, the target of Zhou You has already looked at the opponent's vital point.

"Kill, kill them, you can live..."

A voice sounded in his head.

Obviously, if you want to fight this group of kids to the death, Zhou You, an adult, has an absolute advantage, especially since the number of opponents is still decreasing sharply.

The killing filled Zhou You's heart, making his hands tremble uncontrollably.

Zhou You knew that it was not a feeling of discomfort after seeing a murder, but a feeling of yearning for killing.

Just after he was led by the killing in front of his eyes, bewitched by the voice in his head, and couldn't resist snatching away the dagger from the child who didn't know when to attack him, the thirst for blood, bloodthirsty and joy of killing also made the blood in Zhou You's eyes seem like Infected with blood everywhere.

"Kill them, kill them so you can live..."

The bewitching voice in his mind gradually grew louder.

Even at this moment, Zhou You could clearly feel the warm blood dripping gradually on his body.

Killing is like this, once the initial fear and confusion are gone, all that remains is the desire for warm blood.

When the dagger snatched from Zhou You's hand met the blood-soaked child who was actively attacking him, he suddenly said lightly:

"What did you call me just now? Emperor Seat?"

Zhou You, who was full of thoughts after being killed, finally realized what was wrong.

Yes, something is wrong!

Emperor seat, emperor concubine?
Even though Liu Qingqing was caught by a "ghost", Zhou You was not.

If it wasn't for the children in front of me yelling wrongly, it would mean...

Thinking of this, Zhou You tightly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at the person in front of him who had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, until the clothes on his body were tattered, covered with scars and soaked in blood.

Zhou You took a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed the desire for blood and killing, and pushed the child away.

With such a simple action, Zhou You coughed again hastily:
"Cough cough..."

The bloody ambiguity made his original feeling of suffocation worse.

So much so that Zhou You felt that every time he coughed, what he inhaled was no longer air, but the smell of blood, which made his unstoppable cough feel a little nauseous.

"Come out, ahem, is it interesting to confuse people with these fake things?"

Zhou You's headache became more and more serious, and the suffocation from the damaged throat made him more and more breathless, so that until now, he can still stand, which can be said to be supported entirely by his tenacious will.

Perhaps it was after a blink of an eye, and it seemed that Zhou You was about to faint, before he finally heard a "click" sound from the mechanism.

"Clap clap..."

In the sound accompanied by the sound of the mechanism, there was someone's applause and praise: "You are indeed from the Night Soul Clan!"

On the other side:
To Yue Xie's hints, Qing'er just raised her eyebrows slightly, and said proactively: "When the Great Soul Clan was provoked by you to separate the north and the south with Shenhe as the boundary, and then the Shenhe that held the Devil Emperor was frozen year by year. , the north and south of Shenhe were divided and then reunited.

However, several tribesmen headed by Wanqi were unwilling to merge, abandoned the surname Ye, and even left the Yehun tribe to establish Wanqi Villa outside. "

Qing'er, who talked about the past grievances in a few words, looked at Yue Xie, but she just said in a nutshell:

"Wanqi Mountain Villa must have your eyeliner. I will bet you today that Zhou You can not only leave the misty forest alive, but even return here at sunset at the latest."

This is betting on something that you know is impossible!
Yue Xie couldn't help shaking his head when he heard that, "Even if Zhou You can leave Wanqi Mountain Villa alive and leave the misty forest, it's impossible to come back at sunset?"

Speaking of this, she seemed to have reacted suddenly, and looked at Qing'er suspiciously:

"The sunset today is a sunset, and the sunset a month or a year later will still be a sunset. Are you digging a hole for me?"

Qing'er's thick and curly eyelashes were half down, covering the moving gaze in her eyes: "It's sunset today."

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

After getting the confirmed time, Yue Xie suddenly smiled.

She didn't even ask about winning or losing bets.

If you don't agree to this gamble that you can definitely win, you are a fool!

"So,"

Yue Xie, who thinks she is sure to win, can ignore the bet, but Qinger, the one who took the initiative to raise the bet, can't help but mention: "The bet should be simpler, just let the loser agree to the winner."

"Oh?"

The bet she proposed with great effort, and made the bet so flimsy, that Yue Xie, who thought she would definitely win, couldn't help but feel slightly surprised: "Are you for the night soul clan, or for wandering around? No. , what are you planning?"

Zhou You, who was mentioned by Yue Xie, heard the words "Night Soul Clan" again at this moment.

He was about to be unable to hold on, so he forced his eyelids up.

This time, Zhou You finally saw clearly the face of the person walking slowly from the blurry black shadow.

It was a young man of about his stature, dressed in a red dress, with black hair against his white and tender face, extremely delicate eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes that were picked up, giving him a more androgynous look. Charming.

The visitor's shallow pupils looked at Zhou You so coldly...

(End of this chapter)