Fast Travel Villain: Sanctioning the Son of Luck

Chapter 240
In fact, Leng Chuyan's bones were indeed shattered, more shattered than dust.

Xing Mo, who twisted and turned, only crushed Leng Chuyan's wrist bones in an instant, turned a deaf ear to Leng Chuyan's screams, and recalled the wonderful small sound of that moment with a blank expression.

It's so noisy, it would be great if all the noisy sounds could be turned into that wonderful sound.

In just a moment, Xing Mo stepped forward to face to face with Leng Chuyan, and slashed straight at Leng Chuyan's neck with his fingers.

"Ah—" Leng Chuyan screamed, and fell down in a panic beside a large number of cold and broken corpses.

Such a fragile line of defense was meaningless to Xing Mo, she easily broke through the corpse for the second time, and slashed straight at Leng Chuyan.

But at the moment when her hand was about to fall, a rippling ripple under the moon slowly rippled in the cave with silver light, and a hole suddenly opened in the space, and the air filled with luck instantly enveloped the cave. Xing Mo put his head together.

Is it the instinctive protection mechanism of the lower planes against the children of luck?

Xing Mo paused for a moment, and after seeing the joy on Leng Chuyan's face, he squeezed his arm out from the last slit in the blink of an eye, tearing off Leng Chuyan's slit. arm.

At the same time, in an unfamiliar dense forest, with the distortion and fluctuation of space, a large number of "meat lumps" suddenly fell from the sky, and then a girl covered in blood landed steadily on the ground.

Tsk, I don't know when will be the next time I find the heroine.

The irritability that could not be vented filled his brain, throwing away the snow-white severed limb that was still dripping blood in his hand, Xing Mo frowned instinctively.

"Bang" the seemingly delicate and soft fist directly broke the thousand-year-old tree from the middle.

"Ha-ha-"

I want to [beep——], I want to watch the perfect thing become bloody under my hand little by little, I want to feel the silkiness and temperature of the blood, but...

Can't go on.

If it continues, it will be out of control.

Withdrawing her numb fist, Xing Mo shook her head dizzily, everything in her vision began to blur, and she staggered to move forward.

There was a "click", as if something had been kicked.

Xing Mo lowered his head and took a look. Among the pools of blood piled up in broken corpses, there was a black iron mask on a fragment that was ready to shatter. In the narration of the mask, she saw her appearance in the rippling pool of blood.

Covered in blood, like a Rakshasa.

Kicking off the broken pieces, she silently picked up the wet mask and put it on her face, and walked forward again unsteadily.

The surrounding scenery was blurred by the invisible bloody aura, as if even the world was trembling with fear.

Relying on the last consciousness before waking up, Xing Mo relied on instinct to move forward aimlessly.

After stumbled countless times and suffered countless injuries, he continued to get up and patted his sleeves and continued walking.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a familiar scent of cold medicine finally brought back his rationality.

who is it?
Xing Mo stopped in a daze at his unstoppable pace, other people's blood slid down the end of the mask and fell on Bai Jiu's face, which looked particularly terrifying in the dark night.

"Master Shaogu, stay away from here!"

She didn't see everyone with that smell, but saw a group of dark guys, and she was very unhappy.

　* Regarding the issue of not being able to control it, Xing Mo once said "at least now I can control it" when he was working on the origin in the third world. When the blood evil spirit is suddenly vented, it will make people fall into Xing Mo knows the consequences of the irrational violent and manic state, so he tries hard to control it. I will write the specific reasons in this world's Xing Mo Fanwai.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)