Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter Eighty-two

Mo Yi's breathing was slightly agitated, the hot blood flowing along his heart to the extremities, faintly hot under his cold skin, he moved his fingers, and a paralyzed dull pain came from the wound. There was a faint sense of dizziness in front of me.

He lowered his head and glanced across his palm.

The wildly bandaged snow-white bandage has been completely soaked with blood into a dark red, and the ticked blood flows down his fingertips. The dark red soil quickly absorbs the dripping blood, and a more somber red appears. .

There is no tendency for the wound to heal.

He glanced quickly at several other players, and the wounds on their arms continued to flow down as if they had just been cut.

Mo Yi's heart sank secretly, raising his eyes to look at Ai Wei, who was standing in the center of the land.

Her face was pale, a pair of black eyes looked even more embarrassing on her face, and I did not know when she was firmly holding a huge heavy kitchen knife in her hand.

That knife was exactly the same as Yu Ran found in the kitchen, but it was sharper and sharper, as if it would be cut just by looking at it. The tip of the knife slowly dripped down with sticky dark red blood. Emphasis on evil spirits.

It should be the weapon that Ivy used to kill and divide the body.

Ai Wei stood straight on the **** soil, her horrible eyes stared at the crowd tightly. She didn't move the players and didn't dare to act, for fear that her every move would shock the other.

After all, this platform is not large, and there is no shelter to block it, and there is no place to run.

Everyone was crying bitterly in their hearts, and for a moment there was a premonition of great calamity.

The two sides were deadlocked, and the tense confrontation atmosphere seemed to be filled with flammable materials.

But Ai Wei still stood still without movement, her pale slender fingers tightly holding the knife handle, her knuckles were a little bluish, her expressionless face flashed, and she seemed to be dominated by two strong and extreme impulses. With complex expressions in the dark eyes.

Yu Ranjue noticed Ai Wei's shaking, she quickly glanced at the players and the land where there was nowhere to hide, bit her teeth, and shouted:

"Ivy! The two behind you are not your children! They are just two empty shells used to seduce you!"

The struggle on Ai Wei's face became more and more obvious, the fingers holding the knife handle were loose and tight, and tight and loose.

Yu Ran keenly noticed the change in her attitude, her eyes brightened, and then she raised her voice and shouted:

"You have been tortured for hundreds of years to prevent the epidemic from spreading. If you are deceived by the devil now, everything will be lost!"

The swaying look on Ivy's face became more and more obvious, and her body slowly re-covered with a thin layer of scorched black shell, spreading slowly from the soles of her feet, and seemed to have the tendency to return to normal.

Just then, the soft child's voice sounded behind her:

"mom."

Ai Wei was shocked and turned to look at the two children behind her, only to see them looking at her with big dark blue eyes, and her red lips with a pure smile:

"Don't you want to be with us forever?"

"Don't you love us anymore?"

Ai Wei's pale face was slowly put on a hard armor, her face showed a loving smile, and her dark eyes were affectionate and indifferent: "Of course I love you, we must always be together."

The nerves of the crowd were so tight that Mo Yi reached out and grabbed Yu Ran, who still wanted to say something. The pale palms with half-dried blood stains left a dark red on her light-colored sleeves. Blood stains.

Yu Ran turned her head, staring straight into Mo Yi's deep eyes, and she frowned.

When she didn't respond, she saw Mo Yi put it in her ear and said a few words lowly.

Yu Ran's eyes were surprised, but before she asked her doubts, she just opened the mouth of the child not far away and smiled at Ai Wei:

"Mom, would you sing a song for me, like you do every night?"

The last trace of struggle on Ai Wei's face disappeared, a pale, emotionless face looked stiff and indifferent, and a pair of dark eyes turned to the crowd one by one, which could not conceal paranoia and cruel killing.

Her blue and white fingers clenched the handle, and the dark red blood dripped down the blade's edge. The black shell on her body was peeled off again and fell to the ground.

She came towards the crowd, humming nursery rhymes softly in her mouth:

"... Whatarelittleboysmadeof? Frogsandsnails ..."

Everyone was cold, regardless of whether there was any place to hide, and turned around, and ran in different directions with their own strength, praying in their hearts that they would not be the first to be followed.

After all, with so many people, it will definitely be a little lively to run away.

But the hidden desire in their hearts soon fell through.

Ivy's figure twisted in the air, then slowly dissipated in the air, and appeared to a player's side after a few seconds.

Her stiff arm lifted, and the chilling blade fell from the air, and her hand fell. With a scream, the blade in her hand severely severed the wrist and ankle of the captured player.

A large amount of blood poured out along the wound, and the pale bones came out of the flesh and blood, and the painful stabbing stabbed everyone's eardrum, causing the listener to fight two battles.

Bright blood was splashed on Ai Wei's pale cheek. She moved her eyes stiffly, her arms dropped, and the blood dripped down the blade along the blade, and was drunk by the greedy sand.

Surprisingly, she did not continue to poison the brutal player, cut his throat, dig out his knee, but let him tumble in the blood, as if she was just to abolish his action, let He turned into a blood-only container.

Mo Yi's gaze stayed for a moment on the land that was soaked with blood.

Ivy slowly dissipated her figure in the air.

Everyone's heart was tense, their scalp was numb, and they ran desperately in the opposite direction, as if they could escape from Ivy's sight.

Unlike them, Mo Yi ran towards the blood-red land in the center.

As he ran, he tore off the bandages wrapped around his palm. He gritted his teeth, put his fingers into the bleeding wound in his palm, and pulled it hard.

A large piece of flesh rolled up in his motion, and warm blood poured out along the wound, leaving a nearly hot temperature on his cold skin.

The severe pain made Mo Yi's eyes dark, and the sharp pain irritated his peripheral nerves, pulling his brain fiercely. His excessive blood loss caused his thinking to be a bit dull.

According to what he had previously read in the human leather book, completing the last part of the sacrifice required a tremendous amount of blood.

So if you want to escape the crumbling sand house, you have to release a lot of blood, so the first person Ivy just chased was the one with the deepest wound and the most bleeding among them.

However, it became him now.

Mo Yi's teeth clenched, and his mouth seemed to have a faint smell of rust, as if he could not feel the pain. He applied force with his fingertips, severely buckled into his wound, and had touched the forest under the thin flesh. White bones.

More blood flowed down his fingers.

He braced his own intellect, his eyes tightly locked on the only dark spot in a blood-red sight—

tombstone.

Try to get as close as possible to it.

The air in front of him gradually twisted, and Ai Wei's figure slowly condensed in front of his eyes.

Mo Yi's breathing was rapid as if the fire was burning the throat, and the clutter of heartbeats struck a tight drum in his ears.

The cold light of the blade flashed in the afterglow, rising high in the air!

Perhaps because of constant vigilance, Mo Yi's response was quick. He suddenly stopped his steps and took a big step back agilely, even hiding that fatal attack!

Seeing Ivy turning her face stiffly and slowly moving her limbs, she seemed to be hitting him again.

Mo Yi grasped this gap, staring tightly at Ai Wei's dark wooden eyes, and said:

"I know you're here!"

Ai Wei's movement paused subtlely, Mo Yi's eyes keenly captured her movement, and took the opportunity to speak, saying very quickly:

"If you don't have a little self-awareness, you should just cut the player's throat and bleed blood with his stiff arteries, but you haven't, but cut off his wrists and ankles, and you are preventing yourself from doing it in your heart! "

Ivy's face twisted slightly, and her hands holding the hilt stopped stiffly in the air.

Mo Yi stared at her tightly, and his heart was up and down, and he didn't think his words would be of any use to this paranoid soul who had fallen into deep mud, but after all, his goal was not here--

While Ivy was distracted, he shouted:

"right now!"

The voice did not fall, and a figure rushed out of the shadow of a corner like an arrow off the string!

Yu Ran's eyes were like a torch, and she held the chopper exactly like Ai Wei in her hand, and rushed towards the two children standing on the blood-red land like a pot of water!

After whispering to Mo Yi just now, Yu Ran tied his wrists with residual bandages to restrict the blood flow. When the crowds fled, the shadows between the standing walls were spread across the wall, facing the land. The center is tight.

Mo Yi's near self-destructive move attracted Ai Wei's attention, so Yu Ran's action was so smooth.

Ivy noticed the change over there the next second, a pale face twisted instantly, and the flames of anger instantly burned in the black eyes that had just been shaken by Mo Yi's words.

The paranoid and vicious face looked horrible and weird, and the fierceness in the eyes of those who chose to eat was shocking.

There was a hoarse roar in her throat that didn't seem to exist on earth, as if angered by a lioness who had lost her cub. She abandoned Mo Yi standing beside her and turned to Yu Ran!

Mo Yi took a deep breath, and rushed to the open empty grave--

Then rolled over and jumped in.

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