Arad's crooked savior

Joy, crying, sadness, anger...the expressions on every face are vivid, frozen in their last moments of life.

Wanzi, who was still a little frustrated because of the failure in making the electric rabbit, stared at the dozens of doughs in a daze, and then suddenly let out a scream filled with fear.

"Fat Lao, beat him up!"

With his little face pale and bloodless, Wanzi hurriedly took off the big hat on his head and took out some lava medicine bottles, dream-eating pollen, and explosive heating furnace, all in a hurry.

Siatt's posture was proud, but Lingfeng was not afraid and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm shameless."

Before she knew the enemy's status, she was very cautious and did not attack first.

"Wow, you are shameless? Tsk tsk." Wanzi took the time to mutter.

The atmosphere was tense and fighting was about to begin. This girl was still restless. Black lines quickly appeared on Siatt's forehead, and then she glared at Wanzi who was looking for trouble. "I will save your life now, and you will wash my feet later."

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"How shameless you are, but you don't want to."

The old man's skin was wrinkled, and a finger that looked like dried tree bark gently rubbed the face of a woman with a sad expression, regretting it, and then slowly raised his head, staring at Siatt with his cloudy eyes: "Then, yours Shame, do you want to sell it?”

As expected, the person who came here was evil. Siatt's pretty face turned cold and she was about to strike with her sword.

But considering that the building might not be able to withstand the violent fluctuations, he sheathed his sword and flicked his fingers. A ray of fiery red sword light shot out, tentatively pointing directly at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

Hula~

The not thick gray robe stirred up strong winds, blowing away a wisp of Siatt's sword energy.

"The facial features are straight and delicate, and the skin is clean and flawless. It is an excellent face. It will definitely be one of my best collections!"

As he murmured, he placed his hands on both sides of his cheeks. Under Wanzi's almost fainting gaze, he slowly took off his old face.

The flesh and blood under the facial skin is not bright red, and it is a kind of dried meat that is peeled and then dried in the sun. The muscles have lost their moisture and plumpness, causing the facial muscles to be dark red and atrophied, and the facial features to be abnormally sharp and prominent.

He took out a bright red face from his open lapel, with a grinning expression, thick eyebrows and small eyes, and an angry mood, and wore it on his face.

Hearing the commotion outside, Ye Lin, who had just come out of EX Dornier, also took a breath. It was not because he was afraid of the other party's dark eyes, but because it was the first time for him to see such a horrifying thing like being skinned alive. .

There are more than a dozen faces with different emotions on the clothes alone, including men, women, old and young. Who knows how many people he has skinned in secret.

"Kill him."

Yelin shrugged and made a gesture of wiping Siatt's neck. He could do whatever he wanted. It didn't matter. He recognized who the other party was.

The list of cadres of the Kaxiu sect that Lalo gave himself mentioned this weirdo.

The first combat group of the Kaxiu Sect, codenamed "Sin", face collector: Bernardo!

The First Combat Group, also known as the Chief Combat Group, is the most elite branch of the Kaxiu Sect, and its leader is Richard the Heartbreaker.

Bernardo and Richard's status in the Kaxiu Sect are completely equal, which shows their extraordinary strength and strange and cruel behavior.

As the most chaotic group in the demon world, the Kaxiu sect refuses almost everyone who comes, and is very happy to accept some guys who have quirks but are also powerful.

Bernardo especially loves collecting people's faces and is obsessed with collecting various emotions.

But because no matter how beautiful or delicate the dough is, it will slowly wither, turn gray, and become rotten with insects after being peeled off, so Bernardo kept repeating the process of collecting, rotting, and collecting again.

In terms of the cruelty of his methods, he is probably even more cruel than Richard the Heartbreaker, but not even worse.

Just when Siatt was about to launch an attack, a soft little hand suddenly reached out from the void and held her wrist. His voice was curious and soft: "Wait, let me have some fun."

"Hey, Nayali?"

Siatt was surprised and puzzled, but slowly put down the shining Rewardin. Was this girl wandering around somewhere, or happened to pass by.

As Naiyali's petite and exquisite body stepped out of the void, another person was also led out by the wrist. It was Xiao Su, who was wearing a short skirt and white silk, pure and bright.

But now Xiao Su was completely confused. During the cozy evening chat in the manor, the restless Beyana suggested telling scary horror stories. So when it was Xiao Su's turn, she chose the girl who had been popular in the magic school for a while. The "face collector".

There was only one candle in the living room at that time, and the dim light shone on the faces of Celia and the others with different emotions. Xiao Su's vivid story was very successful and was the first one tonight. It scared Pipiman and crawled into Alice's arms again.

Then Naiyali took her directly to the devil world with some purpose.

You must know that even for Teacher Reitz, it will take two or three hours to go from Arad to the heaven and then to the devil through the Silent City.

But it only took less than half a minute for Naiyali, who had two braided braids, to wave her hands...

So Xiao Su is completely stupid now, and her inherent cognition is a bit broken. How strong is the weird Naiyali!

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"How can you sell your face?"

Naiyali walked over in a swagger and looked at the real dough carefully, just like visiting a street stall. She seemed to have the idea of ​​​​purchasing it and was very interested.

The angry face slowly softened, and at the same time, the voice became strong and powerful like that of a middle-aged man, "Barter, one for one."

"How to change?"

"In exchange for your face, you can choose one at will. Don't worry, I will sew it up for you."

After that, Bernardo also showed off his collection, feeling quite proud.

Wan Zi was almost stunned by this scene, but Xiao Su clenched her fists and thought of something horrifying. Her delicate and delicate face now had a hint of murderous intent.

Yes, if a weak person is favored by Bernardo, the only way for him to survive for the time being is to agree to a face exchange!

Tear off your own skin and exchange it for one from Bernardo's collection.

But afterwards, due to crude transplantation techniques and various rejection side effects, those people would die in endless pain, and their skin would become like a wrinkled rag.

"No, no."

Naiyali shook her finger and said with great dissatisfaction: "I am naturally beautiful and beautiful. You want to exchange it for a shabby face? You are too beautiful."

"Well……"

Bernardo fell into deep thought for a long time, and then slowly took off his angry face and replaced it with a cyan calm one. This was the first time that someone negotiated terms with him.

But the girl in front of her has delicate skin, tender flesh, and fair and delicate cheeks. It is indeed a very precious collection, and it is very heart-warming.

Naiyali, who was quite impatient, waved her hands boldly and said: "How about giving me all your face in exchange for it?"

"good."

With only a slight hesitation, Bernardo began to take off the dough hanging from his clothes, and piled a dozen of them together into a shocking pile.

A very eccentric and cruel behavior, Bernardo's mind has long been abnormal, and he follows an instinctive impulse and rules.

"No, no, not this pile, I mean... all your shame!"

Nyali's smart purple eyes flashed, and Bernardo, who was holding a pile of cheeks, suddenly felt like he was hit hard. He took two steps back and fell to the ground in embarrassment, with his cheeks scattered all over the floor.

Then, from his face, faces with illusory mist but clear features flew in all directions like a pile of papers blown away by the wind, covering a large area around him.

Nearly a thousand faces floated in the air, changing from chaotic and confused to ferocious and terrifying, staring at Bernardo who fell to the ground.

"Oh...it's over!"

Wanzi, who had not yet regained his breath, rolled his eyes and fainted. Siatt hugged him and pinched him hard.

"Tch, I thought you were some kind of indescribable, interesting guy who can make people think with extreme fear and collapse their minds. That's why you came to the Demon Realm."

Naiyali was a little uninterested and glanced lazily, "It turns out that he is just a loser who only knows how to change his face. It's all childish tricks. Don't waste my expectations."

She narcissistically touched her little face and took a step forward, "Look at me!"

The soft girl's voice, but there was something irrefutable, the majesty of the supreme god, stopped the astonished Bernardo, and subconsciously raised his head to look.

Then, Bernardo stood up numbly, started to struggle with his head covered, and tore his face, flesh and blood, and made a weird, unexplained sound in his throat.

He tore off his ears and cheek muscles, his eyes were filled with blood and tears, and he fell into a state of madness. He ran randomly on the roof of the building, then stepped on the air and fell.