One Piece Dragon System

Chapter 720 The Mad Kazama Liuli!

At this moment

The sound of light footsteps suddenly sounded, coming from above Yuan Zhisheng's head, and it sounded that someone was rushing to the bottom of the basement.≧Miscellaneous≮Zhi≮Cworm ≧

Yuan Zhisheng stood up with the handle of the knife, turned and looked at the babbling door, his eyes getting colder.

It sounds like Kazama Liuli is coming with the bloody prey, rushing to this irreversible and irretrievable ending.

Yuan Zhisheng gently pressed the handle of the knife, and the spider cut out the sheath an inch.A body strengthened by dragon blood is useless in dreams.

Because at this time, Yuan Zhisheng in the dream was seventeen years old and was the youngest cadre of the Executive Board; Yuan Zhisheng in the dream was also seventeen years old, and she was a depraved ghost.

Tick

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The warm liquid dripped on the raw tiger's mouth, as bright as red beans.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head and looked at the roof. The fluorescent lights were on and off. The roof was red as blood. Large red water droplets leaked from the cement and dripped like rain.

The dream began to be distorted, and things beyond the norm began to appear, which showed that the controller of the dream tapir was approaching, and Kazama Liuli's strong resentment was distorting the environment.

When he appeared, the space around him also became as severe and terrifying as hell.

"So for so many years, have you been living in this hell?" Yuan Zhisheng gently stroked the hilt of the knife.

He lowered his head and listened to the sound of water gurgling, the bright red liquid slowly spreading across the soles of his shoes, as if standing in a pool of blood.

So Yuan Zhisheng didn't see it. In the bathtub behind, the blood-red figure slowly floated up, and the corpse concocted in the plasticizing agent opened his eyes.

It was the naked/naked Ruri Kazama with a sharp long knife in his hand.

He walked silently in a pool of blood, with a cruel smile in his golden eyes.

From the very beginning, it was a killing. No matter which path the original child chooses, the final result is the same.

The young girl who was attached to her brother had been buried in the dry well, and only the resentful ghost, Kazama Liuli, survived.

The closer he got to Yuanzhisheng, the happier he smiled. The smile was simply blooming: he could not restrain himself and ran, the blade rushed forward, tearing the air, and countless drops of water were broken on the blade of the knife.

His speed far surpassed the limit that humans could reach, and the high speed rolled up the water in the entire space, forming a bloody storm behind him.

"Clang!"

The long knife penetrated the hard ribs and completely penetrated the original heart.

At the last moment, Kazama Liuli hugged her elder brother fiercely from behind, pressed the handle of the knife with Hun’s mouth, and pushed all the blade in.

He felt the heart leaping painfully on the knife, so he couldn't help laughing wildly.

Years ago, he embraced the original child in this way, but it was him who had his heart pierced.

He twisted the handle of the knife fiercely, feeling the blood spray from the heart, splashing him with warmth.

Yuan Zhisheng stumbled forward, and the blood behind him seemed like a waterfall.

This was in the dreamland triggered by the dream tapir, where neither the royal blood nor any medicine could cure him. In this dream, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy.

For so many years, in the deepest part of my heart, he always stayed at the age of seventeen. For him, the identity of the emperor was just a shining armor, and the armor contained an ordinary human heart.

But Kazama Liuli is different, he is the evil spirit who has been waiting for ten years.

His hatred turned into a torrent of power at this moment, and he violently hit the naive back, his teeth and claws were fierce.

Yuan Zhisheng’s arms and ribs were broken one after another, and the once condescending emperor fell into the crimson stagnant water and was beaten by the beast-like glazed wind.

At this time, someone pushed open the door of the basement. It was a girl with makeup. The sound of her footsteps drew Yuan's attention and gave Fengjian Liuli a chance to make a fatal blow.

The girl has a delicate face with white powder on her face.She wore the costume of Concubine Yang in Kabuki's "Concubine Yang", holding a sharp sword in her hand.

Those sculptural girls also moved. In the clouds, the jesus, barnacles, pontoons, yambashi, and Yatsuhashi... the peerless beauties in the history of Kabuki drew a sharp blade from the sleeve of the costume and carried With expressionless faces, female ghosts pounced on Yuan Zhisheng's body, and for an instant Yuan Zhisheng was covered by various gorgeous sleeves.

Kazama Liuli retreated step by step, far away from the killing.It is no longer necessary for him to do it himself, his puppets will drag Yuan Zhisheng to death in this nightmare.

This is Fengjian Liuli's nightmare, everything here is distorted with Fengjian Liuli's will.

In his consciousness, these corpse puppets in costumes are all alive, they are all lovely girls, they live together in an illusory kingdom, singing and dancing endlessly.

He went crazy many years ago, so he would be a peerless Kabuki actor. For him, acting is not just acting. Every performance is a real life and death.He laughed and cried loudly on the stage, and his heart was scarred.

Yuan Zhisheng gradually stopped struggling, and was dragged by those wolf-like puppets to the center of the basement. Those slender and beautiful wrists held the knife up and down, and the blood springs rose in the air.

Before this bloody and tragic scene, Kazama Liuli covered her face with excitement, making a strange sound like crying and laughing.

Why should I cry? He made it clear that the character of a childish girl was already dead, and he didn't feel the pain of being betrayed by relatives.

He didn't know why he laughed. He was a ghost who was separated from the original young girl's sexuality, and lived stubbornly to this day for revenge.

Today he succeeded in revenge, and his meaning of existence was lost.

From now on, he was just a lonely ghost who was displaced in this world, and his only relative in the world also died in his hands.

He has become lonely!

"Ah~ah~ah"

Kazama Liuli yelled nervously and stumbled towards the exit.

Everything is over, he wants to leave here, he wants to bury this dream forever in the deepest part of his heart.

And in the deepest part of this dream, the corpse puppets endlessly killing his brother's dream tapir is the most dangerous spirit.

Because if someone believes that he died in the nightmare created by the dream tapir, then his consciousness will really die, and he will gradually cool down into a cold corpse in this world.

"Slap~slap~slap"

At this moment, a burst of enthusiastic applause sounded, as if the audience in the theater who had been watching the show for a long time gave warm applause to the actors on the stage.

"who are you?"

At this moment, Kazama Liuli, who was madly rushing towards the exit, stopped, because he found a tall figure blocking him. Now he is like a thief who has done bad things. He was caught by the long-awaited police. Right now, yelled frantically.

"Tatata"

The heavy footsteps sounded, crushing this dead dream, a figure walked towards Fengjian Liuli without rush, and gradually revealed his true face under the light.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, rich gods and handsome, never extinguished golden pupil exudes ancient majesty, and the aura of a superior is greeted.

A trace of panic flashed in Kazama Liuli's eyes at this time, and the boiling dragon blood in his blood gave him an illusion. At this time, the figure walking towards him did not look like a human at all, but more like a waking dragon king.

"Who are you anyway?"

Kazama Liuli screamed frantically, and the stunning features on his face became hideous. He felt like he was going crazy now. This is his nightmare realm. Here he is the king. Unless he allows him, no one can step into this. Dreamland.

However, the appearance of this imposing figure like a dragon king ruthlessly shattered Fengjian Liuli's fantasy, telling him that all this is true, and someone really broke his dream.

Like a ghost, quietly.