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Chapter 998 The Thief Walks at Night (27)

Yang Zijie laughed triumphantly, the laughter echoed throughout the space, and the things in the room vibrated violently with his laughter.

The grayness in Wei Shi's eyes faded, and a little clarity was restored, but the light in his eyes had not yet fully recovered, and it dimmed again.

The porcelain in the room exploded suddenly, and the tiles flew in all directions. When the splashed tiles reached Yang Zijie's body, they immediately turned into powder and fell to the ground smoothly without any dust.

Wei Shi was not so lucky, his clothes were scratched by the tiles, and he suddenly had several wounds on his body, and the bright red blood seeped out, dyeing his white shirt red, and there was a trace of chic in the mess beauty.

The smell of blood filled the air, Yang Zijie smelled the sweet smell, his eyes fell on Wei Shi's wound, his Adam's apple slid up and down.

'Gudong~'

Yang Zijie swallowed.

"I didn't expect the blood of you, a mortal who has never practiced, to be sweeter than the blood of those female cultivators. I underestimated you." Yang Zijie murmured, and his body floated in front of Wei Shi.

He stretched out his hand and scratched Wei Shi's wound with his long, sharp black nails.

The wound widened a bit, and more blood spurted out.

Yang Zijie's finger that touched the blood was quickly covered in blood, and the next second, black smoke rose from the place where his hand touched the blood.

The burning sensation hit his soul. He screamed, stepped back quickly, and quickly cut off his right hand.

The dropped right hand turned into black ash before it touched the ground and disappeared.

Yang Zijie is a soul cultivator now, he won't bleed even if his hand is broken, and he doesn't worry about his body being damaged.He didn't even look at the ground, and directly used his spiritual power to repair the broken hand.

After about 3 minutes, his neatly cut right hand did not respond, and he became a little anxious.

Even if you are a cultivator, it is very troublesome if you don't have hands. You can't always use a spoon to eat in the future!

The most important thing is that he basically uses his right hand to kill and dissect corpses. Without his right hand, which can flexibly use a knife, he will lose a lot of happiness.

Yang Zijie didn't believe in evil, and continued to mobilize his spiritual power to repair his right hand. After trying for more than ten minutes, it didn't work, so he gave up struggling.

He looked at Wei Shi fiercely, "I didn't expect your blood to have this ability. What I hate the most in my life is you guys with amazing talents. I want to refine you into a real puppet, so that you Being conscious but unable to control your body makes your life worse than death."

As Yang Zijie said, he waved his left hand, several wind blades were thrown out, and Wei Shi received several more wounds.

Blood gushed out, and within half a minute, Wei Shi became a blood man.

Even with such a serious injury, Wei Shi did not wake up for half a second.

Yang Zijie waved his hands and continued to vent his anger, completely oblivious to the light blue nets forming little by little on the four walls of the room, wrapping it into a bucket, airtight.

After Luo Xing found Yang Zijie's location, he was rushing this way. He was leaning against the door and setting up a barrier.

After the barrier was set up, Luo Xing's body turned into a ball of water and slipped into the room through the crack of the door.

As soon as she recovered her body, she saw Yang Zijie beating Wei Shi violently, the bright red color hurt her eyes.

Starlight flashed in her eyes, and her black pupils turned golden.

"court death!"

Luo Xing let out a low cry, and his body flew over like a stream of light.

She stood in front of Wei Shi, and the icy blue water sword with red flames quickly formed and slashed at Yang Zijie.

Yang Zijie's reaction was not slow, he moved to the corner of the wall in an instant, dodging the blow.

The sword intent rushed towards the barrier, and a hole was torn open in the barrier. The hole rushed to both sides and healed quickly, and the room became a closed state again.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zijie narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that he couldn't run out in this state, silently recited the mantra to control Wei Shi, and said: "You came fast, but I'm afraid your little lover I will bleed to death in less than a minute, hahaha."

Luo Xing turned her head, the golden light in her eyes disappeared, and the color of her pupils returned to normal.

Wei Shi's situation was really critical, Luo Xing didn't care about attacking Yang Zijie, so he cast a barrier and ran to Wei Shi's side.

She used her sword to loosen the rope that tied Wei Shi, and reached out to catch Wei Shi's body sliding down.

Luo Xing's right hand was imprisoned around Wei Shi's waist to prevent Wei Shi from falling down, and the other hand used spiritual power to repair Wei Shi's wound.

Yang Zijie stood in the corner and looked at the two cuddling each other, with a cold arc on the corner of his lips.

Wei Shi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. He reached out and tore off the dagger from the pillar behind him, and stabbed Luo Xing from behind to Luo Xing's heart.

The sharp dagger cut through the skin, and just as blood flowed out, the hand holding the dagger began to tremble.

Wei Shi suddenly threw the dagger away, reached out to push Luo Xing, "I...you go away, I can't control my own body."

Luo Xing didn't move, he hugged Wei Shi tightly, and healed his wound.

Yang Zijie didn't expect that Wei Shi could escape his control temporarily, and his face showed a little surprise.After a while, he formed a mudra with his left hand, and continued to control Wei Shi while chanting a strengthening spell in his mouth.

The light in Wei Shi's eyes disappeared, and he opened his mouth to bite the main artery in Luo Xing's neck.

Luo Xing repaired Wei Shi's trauma, let go and retreated, dodging his attack.

Wei Shi missed the attack and rushed forward to attack Luo Xing again.

Luo Xing didn't give him a chance to attack, so he withdrew the barrier around him, and set up another barrier for Wei Shi, imprisoning him in the barrier.

When Wei was arranged, the water sword appeared in Luoxing's hands again, she turned to look at Yang Zijie, her eyes were not warm, as if she was looking at a dead person.

It is indeed a dead person, a dead person who can only exist in the state of a soul after practicing spells.

Being stared at by Luo Xing, Yang Zijie straightened his clothes calmly, with a gentlemanly smile on his face, "Miss Ye Xing, do you think you can protect Mr. Wei Shi like this? It seems a little naive. "

He can't get close to Wei Shi, but it doesn't mean that puppetry can't control Wei Shi.

Yang Zijie brushed his hand across the front of his own neck, "As long as I give an order, your Mr. Wei Shi will kill himself."

Luo Xing smiled, remained unmoved, and continued to move forward, "Then let's see whether your technique is faster or mine is better."

She said, five water dragons appeared beside Wei Shi, four water dragons imprisoned his hands and feet, and one blocked Wei Shi's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Yang Zijie gritted his teeth, he had no more leverage to blackmail Luo Xing, and looked at Luo Xing bitterly, "If I want to die, I can only die by my own hands, none of you deserve to hurt me."

After Yang Zijie finished speaking, he took a talisman from his arms and hit himself.

(End of this chapter)