Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2425 Punish the world; Diseased dream maker (11)〖2000〗

  The surrounding buildings are basically the same. They are horribly dilapidated. The cold wind blows over and the buildings are crumbling. It really makes people wonder if they will collapse in the next second.

  People around you look different and they wear different clothes.

Some were sitting under the eaves with a cigarette in their mouths, watching people passing by in the rising smoke, some casually sharpened their knives, the blade of which reflected the harsh chill in the sun, and some others directly There was a fight on the street, the kind that stabbed each other, and saw blood.

  And the people around looked at the scene, as if it was something normal, and there were even people watching this farce with the attitude of watching a theater.

  It seems that what is dead is not life, but a tiny dust.

  This is the daily life of slum 42.

  An indifferent, cruel, without any bottom line of humanity.

  The man walked by with Ranbai, looked at the people who were still fighting not far away, and chuckled disdainfully.

  Ranbai doesn't care about everything around her, to be precise, there is nothing worthy of her attention at all.

  It took about half an hour for Moyo to walk out of slum No. 42.

  It’s not that dirty and run-down place anymore.

  It is a prosperous street, full of popularity, vitality, and happiness.

   looks like a paradise of bliss.

  No wonder,

   is a dreamy paradise in the eyes of slum No. 42.

  Dyeing white squinted her narrow eyes and laughed unclearly.

   "What are you laughing at?" The man was a little strange, he couldn't help asking.

   "Shut up." Ran Bai said indifferently.

man:"……"

alright,

   Surrender to the big influence.

  Now that he has come to this place, the man has no intention to keep it next.

   So Ranbai stood there, raised her white chin to the man, her voice was very weak and there was no warmth: "You can go now."

"Okay." The man's eyes lit up and he responded, he couldn't wait to leave. After all, being with a weird girl is like experiencing it in a glacier, and he doesn't know how to return. thing.

  And this person...

   is indeed too dangerous.

  The sense of pressure almost made him breathless.

  He touched his arm, it was a little farther from the white, he finally felt the warmth of the sun shining on his body.

  The blazing sun, which was disgusting in the past, has become so beautiful at this moment.

  The man seemed to have thought of something, the action paused, he turned his head and looked at the girl not far away.

  Can only see a slender and cold back, a blood suit, against the light, drifting away, the blood-stained red color, slowly faded in the halo.

  The man can still see the blood on the girl, he feels a little strange.

Although there are many people in the world of Magic Dreams, on such a bustling street, I saw such a blood-stained clothes, pale and strange figure, especially the fingertips with blood dripping on the ground, spreading out on the ground. A long blood stain.

  ...Just, don’t you think it’s weird?

  He couldn’t help asking the old man who was still setting up a stall next to the street, “How do you feel about the girl who walked by just now?”

  The old man set up a stall with some Gupei on it. Hearing the man’s question, he was stunned, raised his chaotic eyes, and glanced in the distance, "Who?"

  "It's the one in the blood-red dress." The man pressed his temper.

  "Don’t you find it particularly conspicuous in the crowd? Look, she is still bleeding?"

  Listening to the man’s adjectives, the old man frowned. To be precise, the person mentioned by the man must be a particularly eye-catching presence on the street.

but……

  The old man glanced at it and saw that in the future, the bustling crowd would receive income, let alone a particularly beautiful young girl in blood with a three-point evil on her body, even a girl in a red dress.

  "You are young, what kind of delusion is this?" The old man glanced sympathetically at the man, patted his shoulder comfortably, and sighed.

man:? ? ?

He was in a daze. He didn't understand the old man's meaning for a moment. After reacting, he immediately became anxious, "You didn't see that person?!" He looked again without believing in evil, and he could still see the halo. How could no one see the smudged scarlet figure.

Hearing the man’s questioning, the old man sternly said, “What are you talking about? I’m not too old-fashioned, so how could I not see a big living person? Don’t say it’s a blood-clothed girl, I dare Say, there is no girl in red!"

  Listening to the old man’s staring eyes, with an unpleasant tone that was somewhat questioned, the man's figure was completely stiff.

real……

can not see?

  He suddenly felt a little cold on his body, and he hurriedly asked other people in a panic.

  Passengers passing by saw the mark of the iconic slum No. 42 on the man, and they all showed disgust and disdain, as if they saw something dirty.

Without any choice,

  Man can only leave the world of magic dreams in a trance.

  When he looked back again, he could no longer see the extremely conspicuous blood coat.

"Grass, hit the evil." Recalling the scene exactly the same as the face of death three years ago, and the icy chill when he first came over, the man spit out, feeling a little unlucky, and the coldness on his body has never been Dissipated, but accelerated the pace, lowered his head and hurried back to slum No. 42.

  ...

That night,

  Magic Dream World,

  The dark night enveloped the sky and the earth, and the world seemed to have fallen into a moment of silence, only the wind and grass were moving, and the voice of the shadows of the trees was faintly sounding.

  The slender and indifferent teenager just walked out of the bathroom. He was wearing a black and solemn bathrobe with a slightly open neckline, revealing half of his cold and beautiful collarbone, and his complexion was sickly pale.

  But the mysterious and evil-looking bone chain has always been carried, and the small silver-white cross is faintly glowing in the night.

  Suddenly, Si Jin's movements stopped. He just stood there, slender and tall, with a sense of indifference that penetrates everything from his back, and he didn't move.

The young man was in a calm and dead silence, because he had just taken a bath, his broken ink hair was still wet, just covering his eyes, and the water drops slowly fell from the handsome and angular side face, following the beautiful arc of the collarbone. Drop the collar.

  The interweaving of coldness and laziness brings a breathtaking contrast.

  The lights in the room are shining, and only the whistling of the wind can be heard outside the window.

Si Jin lowered his eyes slightly, and could see a figure slowly approaching behind him from the glass mirror beside him.

  Slowly approached the back, and the blood-like color of that body became clearer.

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