After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Xiang Ci, who was covered in blood, did not retreat but moved forward, slashing randomly with the sword in his hand, like chopping a watermelon.

The sound of the knife entering the body came, and Xiang Ci heard it clearly.

At the same time, she also felt the touch of the knife hitting her body.

A pain in my back...a pain in my stomach...first a sharp stabbing pain, then an amplified pain.

The blood in Xiang Ci's mouth was mixed with saliva and flowed out. She laughed crazily and arrogantly: "Come on, you beasts, come on, I am not afraid of you."

All her relatives are gone, what else can she not lose?

She is not afraid of death, she is afraid of pain.

It hurts.

I feel sorry for her family, the feeling of losing a family member.

"Pfft!"

A knife sneaked up from behind and pierced her chest.

Xiang Ci's eyes were red, and he smiled and waved the sword in his hand.

Kill one for a fight, kill two for a profit.

What is she afraid of?

She is not even afraid of death, what is she afraid of.

Blood continued to overflow from her clenched teeth, and she could no longer feel the pain in her body.

She only felt that her eyes were darkening and her head was swollen.

She felt that her strength was exhausted and she was shaking and about to fall.

Another knife struck her, and she staggered forward and was stabbed in the chest.

She directly hugged the person who stabbed her, biting the opponent's neck, and waved the sword in her right hand wildly.

All she saw was red, and what was on the ground was not snow, but blood.

The smell of blood in her mouth made her sick, but she didn't let go. She was like a hungry wolf, biting its prey without letting go.

Even if you die, you will have someone to support you, and you will never let go.

Her ears were ringing and she roared, biting off a whole piece of meat.

Being swung violently by the opponent, three thousand green hairs whirled and danced in the snow, black and white, stimulating people's eyes.

The whole person was as fierce as a ghost crawling out of hell, slashing at everything she thought was not good for her.

The amplified pain disappeared again, and she felt the coldness that penetrated into her bones.

She slowly regained her composure and lay in the snow, watching the snowflakes still falling one after another.

In addition to her breathing, there was only the sound of wind and snow, and the few voices clamoring to kill her disappeared.

With disheveled hair, she suddenly sat up, as frightening as a corpse.

Sitting in the snow, Xiang Ci saw that where there were no corpses before, there were now three more corpses.

There is another person crawling forward in the snow.

The place where he crawled was covered with blood. The white snow against the background was extremely white, and the blood was extremely red.

The crawling man glanced back, just in time to see Xiang Ci, who had just fallen down, sit up again, with fright in his eyes, grabbing the cold snow with both hands and fingers and crawling forward.

He wanted to stay away from this demon.

Xiang Ci looked at the man crawling in the snow, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

The laughter is weird, the laughter is desolate, the laughter is sad.

She used her sword to support her body and tried to stand up, but failed several times.

Xiang Ci gave up and stood up, grabbing the sword and crawling forward after the man in the snow.

A trail of rich blood trailed behind him.

When the man saw Xiang Ci chasing after him, he was so scared that he almost cried.

He thought he was climbing very fast, but in fact he was climbing really slowly.

Xiang Ci climbed very slowly, but no matter how slow she was, she still caught up with the man.

She grabbed the man's ankles, dragged him forward, and pressed onto his legs.

She was drooling with blood mixed with her saliva. She smiled arrogantly and raised the sword in her hand, piercing the man's back.

The man screamed, clutching Bai Xue with both hands, trying to crawl forward again.

Xiang Ci smiled ferociously, drew out his sword, and stabbed him again.

Once, twice, three times...

The man with a look of horror in his eyes kept crawling, his pupils widened, and he refused to rest in silence.

Xiang Ci looked at the other party's stabbed back, wiped away the blood splashed on her face, pulled out her sword and stuck it on the ground, wanting to stand up and see Sister Han.

But he was exhausted and fell down in the snow.

She turned back and looked in the direction of Sister Han.

Sister Han, who had long since become a bloody person, tilted her head towards her.

There was still worry on her face and a look in her eyes that told her to run.

She stretched her hand towards Xiang Ci, her index finger slightly bent, as if to say: Run quickly.

Xiang Ci chuckled, his body kept twitching as he laughed, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

She looked up to the sky and looked at the heavy snow, flying in circles and falling on her body, face, and eyes.

As soon as the snowflakes fell on her face, they turned into snow water, flowing down her warm cheeks and mixing into the snow, leaving a small pit.

Xiang Ci, with red eyes, suddenly shouted to the sky with all his strength: "God!"

The snowflakes seemed to be getting bigger, falling more densely and crazily.

Xiang Ci smiled with tears in his eyes and said, "You can take my life, Xiang Ci, as you please. I just ask you..."

"I will use my next life, the next life, and the next life... my eternal soul..."

"Let's do it again with my family and friends!"

"Is...okay?"

Xiang Ci looked at the white sky with a smile, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and blood gushed out from her mouth...frozen!

She was smiling, but her eyes were empty.

The whirling snowflakes fell on her face and eyes, turning into ice water, flowing down her eyes and dripping from the corners of her eyes, making her sad eyes suddenly brighten.

Her eyes were still open, looking at the sky dreamily, telling her last request.

More and more snowflakes fell, covering her face, covering her body, and burying her whole body.

The snow has been falling for who knows how long. Wherever the wind and snow rolled over, except for the still trees, it has become a flat snowfield.

There was no body, no blood, everything was clean as if nothing had happened.

There is only a sword with a tassel attached, standing sideways here, like a silent tombstone, telling everything that has happened.

The sword spike has been frozen into a strand of ice, maintaining its hairstyle vertically and stubbornly.

The fierce roar of the whistling wind and snow could not knock down this stubborn sword, but slowly submerged its hilt and was buried with it.

cold!

icy!

The cold stimulation made Xiang Ci suddenly reach out his hand to break through the cold stinging pain in his bones. He sat up suddenly and gasped for air.

She is in the house.

In her conservatory.

The temperature in the greenhouse was very warm, but she was very cold. It was so cold that her whole body was shivering, and her teeth were so cold that they were chattering.

She was obviously not afraid of the cold, and the warmth in the room had no effect on her.

But at this time she just felt very cold.

She shivered and got out of bed, her eyes falling on the most conspicuous heat source in the room.

She hurriedly pulled her shoes to the charcoal fire. Only then did she feel the warmth. She wanted to throw herself at the charcoal fire and use it to roast herself.

While warming herself by the fire, she took a sip of spiritual spring water while trembling, and slowly recovered.

Xiang Ci, who was holding the charcoal brazier, shivered when he heard the howling wind outside the window.

Damn Liuya, he was playing tricks on her dream again.

First he made her not afraid of the cold, and now he made her shiver with cold.

hateful!

The more Xiang Ci thought about it, the angrier she became. She wanted to teach Liuya a lesson. As soon as she stood up and left the charcoal brazier, it felt cold to her bones. She was trembling with the cold and her teeth were chattering.

Damn it, is Liuya trying to make her inseparable from the charcoal brazier so that she can be kept here forever?