Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2466 Punish the world: Diseased dream maker (52)

His slender and white fingers were slightly bent and pressed against his fair forehead. His complexion was translucent and cold, and his skin was morbid and vulnerable. In his low eyes, his long eyelashes were hanging down, and his eyes could see that it was small and evil looking down on his collarbone. The sterling silver cross in the darkness seems to reflect the stars.

if so……

Si Jin's eyes were deep, he slowly stretched out his left hand, his cold white fingertips pressed against the cross hanging in the center of the bone chain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

  Next second,

  He slowly drew out the dagger pinned to his left waist, and the blade appeared in the dark, unparalleled sharpness.

  The dark night is a bit obscure, like a spread of ink.

  The young man’s face was hidden in the dimness, and he could only vaguely see the cold and delicate profile of the side face, as well as the sharp curve of the lower jaw.

   Thin white lips, without the slightest blood.

  Fragile for no reason, but dangerous.

  Si Jin held a dagger in one hand and lowered his eyes. The depths of the dark and deep eyes seemed to float up and down, with a certain desperate meaning and pathological paranoia.

  "Tick, tick..." The sound of blood dripping and flowing on the ground was obvious in a quiet room.

  The blade slashed through the wrist, leaving only an afterimage, cutting out a scar that was deep into the bone, enough to cause excessive blood loss and death.

  Si Jin leaned back weakly, closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, but kept the white fingertips against the sterling silver cross, allowing the blood to drip from his wrist.

  Dream in dream, dream in dream, fall into the world surrounded by all dreams.

  Even at the end, you may not be able to tell where you are, whether it is a reality or a dream.

  The only way to repeat the wireless cycle is until you lose yourself.

  But Si Jin will not.

  In this long dark eroded dream, he has a light that he wants to chase with all his strength.

  The crimson color has long been his lifelong belief.

   even a dream,

  Si Jin also willingly sinks down, even if the final outcome is unrecoverable.

  There is no that person,

  What's the significance of his existence?

  Because of excessive blood loss, even the consciousness is slowly blurred, feeling the approach of death again and again, but Si Jin has no intention to stop the bleeding.

   Sober again,

  The person who had been asleep suddenly opened his eyes, those eyes that were like stagnant water, as if there were no waves of ups and downs.

  Same location, same room.

  Si Jin straightened up, lowered his eyes, and glanced at his white porcelain wrist, but there were no scars on it, not to mention the scars of the knife.

   intact.

  Shaoyoung pursed his thin lips, and the broken ink hair was struck down, covering his eyes.

Nothing at all……

  It was a dream in Momeng, and it was also a dream just now. What about now?

  Is it really awake, or is it still in a dream?

  Can't return to the magic dream world.

Dream.

   Thinking of this word,

  Si Jin slowly pulled the corner of his lower lip, revealing a cold arc.

  Who is he.

from where.

  Is the dream realm in reality?

perhaps,

  Or maybe not.

  The result of misidentification is either infinitely sinking into a dream, or killing yourself in reality with your own hands.

  At this time,

The door of the room had been pushed open, and a middle-aged figure came out from the outside, who looked kind and kind, with a glass of warm milk in his hand, and smiled to Si Jin: "Master, drink a glass of milk before going to bed. Right, good for your body."

  Si Jin Wei raised his eyebrows, his deadly eyes fell on the middle-aged woman, without emotion.

   "What's the matter?" The man was puzzled.

  Si Jin slightly tucked the corner of his lower lip, the arc was very light, not as if he was smiling, but it was an arc that symbolized the sense of danger like hunting and killing.

   is the smile that will be shown to the target.

The slender and tall young man stood up with one hand on his body, and walked to the middle-aged woman step by step. He had long eyelashes drooping, looking at the glass of milk, and suddenly speaking, his voice was very weak and softly: " Haven't you already gone to the countryside to visit relatives?"

  The middle-aged woman smiled, and continued with her usual expression: "Oh, don’t worry, Master, I’m back."

  The atmosphere was quiet for two seconds, Si Jin said calmly: "But you never left here."

  ……

   Silence.

  Weird silence.

   but it didn’t last long,

  Because of the cold black figure, he quickly and neatly pulled out the dagger pinned to his left waist, and then, symbolizing danger and coldness, he took out the person in front of him.

   Kill with one blow.

  The neat movements and handsome skills, as well as the calm and indifferent when speaking, the pure and noble expression on his side, it is very similar to a scene that only appears in a movie, and he is the most dazzling existence.

  This night is destined to be long,

  After countless pictures are intertwined with confusion, in the end, the whole person seems to be pulled in the deep sea, unable to breathe, unable to ask for help, but the feeling of suffocation has always been like a shadow.

  The eyelids are heavy, the consciousness is clear, but the body can't move at all.

finally,

  The sleeping boy, who was as handsome as a nobleman, revealed a pair of obsidian-like sharp eyes, and at this moment, it was like a fog in the night, deep and heavy.

  The moment when the stagnant water is full of waves, it is destined to be a stormy sea.

  Magic dream world.

  Si Jin tucked his eyebrows, his white fingers propped his beautiful forehead, his lips were pale, and there was no warmth in the bottom of his eyes, as calm as a cold pool.

  Next second,

  He got up, pulled a black windbreaker jacket from the side, draped it quickly on him, and went out with one hand in his pocket.

  The young slender figure seems to be able to blend with the night, and the black windbreaker looks like a demon.

  No one knows where he wants to go.

  It's just that Si Jin himself knows what his purpose is.

  Slum No. 42.

  No day will be a peaceful late night.

   Licking the blood on the tip of the knife, the man who had just had a fight with someone just hit the black-clothed and noble boy head-on.

  He squinted his eyes, then smiled suddenly, is it the prey that he sent to the door...

   was blocked, Si Jin raised his long eyelashes, and his dark eyes under his long eyelashes were cold and hopeless, his thin lips lightly opened, and his voice seemed to be cold: "Get out of the way."

  The man laughed, and the whole person looked arrogant, "Let? Do you know who I am? I will leave the words today, don't you..." He didn't finish his words.

  The delicate eyebrows and eyes of the young man were already dyed with uncontrollable hostility, and even the bottomless eyes seemed to be stained with blood red, brewing almost soaring evil and will.

  He lifted his long legs, moved quickly and violently through the air, and kicked the man directly. Those black leather gloved fingers slammed directly across the shoulder.

  The black windbreaker is flying, and a cold wind is set off in the air, with a brutal force that cannot be ignored, and cool.

   "Bang!" With a loud noise, the man had fallen heavily to the ground, and billowing dust was splashed all around.

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  (End of this chapter)