What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

The sharp blade slid gently across the soft sweater fabric and cut a hole directly.

The moment the cold substance touched his warm skin, Song Shu's body trembled slightly without being noticed.

Bo Li held the dagger in her hand and held her breath unconsciously. She stared straight at the fair skin against which the blade was pressed, clenched her teeth, and even her gums felt a little sore.

"Don't you know where the heart is?" Song Shu asked suddenly, and she was so frightened that she almost stabbed it in!

"Shut up, or I'll kill you."

Song Shu lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Be quick and steady. Cut open the heart with one knife, and hold down the separated flesh on both sides to prevent them from healing. Put the red crystal in while taking out the purple crystal—"

"--You don't need to command me!" Boli growled, and the blade went deeper, piercing the skin.

Song Shu suddenly closed his mouth.

Bo Li took a deep breath and was about to move the blade downwards when Song Shu suddenly said, "Don't dirty the carpet. I like this style very much."

Bo Li couldn't bear it any longer and stabbed the knife directly into her heart.

Song Shu's face froze, and he let out a low hum from his throat, his fingers clenched around the red crystal that was about to be put into his body.

The heart was beating wildly in the chest, the sharp blade cut through the soft and warm flesh, and the tip pierced the hard object. Bo Li didn't look at Song Shu who suddenly had beads of sweat on his forehead. He threw away the dagger and tore the cut to both sides with his fingers.

Warm blood flowed down her skin, gushing out in streams. Boli felt her fingers being squeezed by the flesh that was trying to heal. In just a few seconds, her hands were already covered in bright red.

Bo Li gritted his teeth, looking at the crystal that was flashing purple light in the flesh and blood. He began to move his two fingers to both sides of the crystal, squeezing in little by little. Song Shu was panting, and his free hand tightly grasped the edge of the armchair!

"You...you hurry up." Her breathing was trembling. Boli was already nervous. Hearing that, he used more strength with his two fingers, pushed forward and pinched the spirit crystal!

A fierce mental pressure suddenly rushed towards Boli's face. The murderous power almost made Boli release her supernatural power to fight back, but she forced herself to hold it back. Although the pale-faced girl in front of her was in so much pain that her facial features were distorted, her pair of dark eyes were exceptionally calm and clear.

The pressure on Bo Li disappeared completely. It was Song Shu who was using his will to suppress Ling Jing's instinctive resistance.

She held up the red crystal, and her upper and lower teeth were chattering, making a vague collision sound.

"Do it."

The spirit crystal on his heart was pinched, and a cold fear emanated from it. If not suppressed, it would arouse the madness behind the fear.

No one wants to experience the feeling of having their life held in the hands of others.

But at this moment, she was going to face this fear, experience this fear, and crush it herself.

——Only success!!!

Although Bo Li was anxious, his hands were very steady. He used his mental power to imprison the purple spirit crystal and quickly pulled it out from the rapidly squirming flesh and blood!

A large amount of hot blood from Song Shu's heart splashed onto Bo Li's face. Her body arched upward, her head tilted back, the cartilage in her throat rolled tremblingly, and her open lips were trembling, but she could not make any sound.

Song Shu could hardly hold the red crystal in his hand. At the moment it slipped from his fingertips, Bo Yi grabbed it with force.

"If you die, I will die with you!" She pressed the red crystal into the broken heart with her palm and roared angrily!

Chill and heat alternated in the body. The moment the red crystal entered the damaged heart, it released dense spikes that absorbed the surrounding flesh and blood. The powerful force absorbed the vitality of this body and emitted a dazzling red light!

Bo Li held Song Shu's bent lower back, and the weight on his hand suddenly increased - Song Shu's hand was grabbing something in the air, and then she covered her heart tightly. She seemed to want to scream, but her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't make any sound.

Seeing this, Bo Li became confused and grabbed her hand to take out the red crystal in her heart.

————What kind of power, what kind of protection, she must be a moron to believe this time!!!

Just when she was about to dig her fingers into the flesh, a terrifying force burst out from Song Shu's body, knocking her away!

The surging air waves carried wisps of black mist and surrounded her, but in the core area of ​​the air waves and the black mist, Boli could no longer see Song Shu's figure.

"Song Shu--" Bo Li climbed up with difficulty, feeling empty and helpless for a moment.

Is this a success...?

But the power of the black fog was getting stronger and stronger. When Bo Li touched the fog, it was as if his throat was strangled and he couldn't breathe. A dense pain swept through his body.

No, it was not so much physical pain as it was an extreme hatred that came from the depths of the soul and wanted to destroy everything.

That kind of hatred reminded her of past memories, a past that would wake her up immediately if she glimpsed it in her dreams, making her want to scream, roar, and growl.

This is the power of "absolute hatred".

However, she still didn't know whether the person who possessed this power was Song Shu or - the dead woman.

Boli just stared straight at the center of the black fog. The air in her body went out bit by bit, but her lips, tongue and nose were unable to absorb new oxygen. In the case of lack of oxygen, she held on to her body, but still could not resist. Her eyes went dark and she passed out.

When she woke up and gasped for breath, she subconsciously raised her head and looked forward -

Song Shu sat on her favorite carpet, her white sweater soaked with blood. She sat there with her head down, one bloody hand holding something, knocking on the carpet again and again.

Bo Li suddenly came to her senses. She hurriedly got up and moved over cautiously and nervously: "Song Shu?"

When she got closer, she found that Song Shu seemed to still be bleeding, but not just from the heart. It seemed more like - the skin all over his body was oozing blood, slowly flowing out of his body.

Song Shu's face was also covered in blood. When she raised her head to look at Bo Li, the blood was flowing down from her forehead, into her eyes, and into her mouth.

Song Shu stuck out his tongue and licked his blood-red lips, his two dark eyes staring at Bo Li.

Bo Li smelled the salty and fishy smell of rust, looked at her, and said nothing.

Song Shu raised the purple spirit crystal in her palm, and Bo Li realized that she had just been knocking on the carpet with the spirit crystal.

"You are Song Shu."

"Yes."

"Your superpower?"

"Still."

"all?"

"all."

"What about the woman's?"

"Also there."

"You have her memories."

"Have."

Bo Li was silent for a long time, and Song Shu, who was covered in blood, was also silent.

Finally, Boli asked the question she wanted to ask most: "Where is your soul?"

Song Shu looked at her, an unclear smile showing on his blood-stained face.

"Before you took out my spirit crystal, I tried to exchange souls." She said softly, "The memory will be in the spirit crystal, and the thought mark will be in the soul. The monster eats the spirit crystal, but it will not eat the soul."

"It accepted this body, and I accepted her soul."

"It is the owner of this body, but I am her owner."

Bo Li was silent for a moment, then said, "She won't be resurrected by you, right?"

"How do you revive the dead?"

Song Shu said this, tilting his head slightly in front of Bo Li.

"Dead men have no will."

She let out a creepy chuckle, then lowered her head, her body twitching with laughter.

"Hahahaha... a dead person... what's the use of having only a soul?"

Her laughter gradually became uncontrollable, louder and more unbridled, causing Bo Li to feel a chill down his spine.

The carpet was soaked with blood, and the purple spirit crystal disappeared in his palm and entered Song Shu's virtual space.

She stood up, her laughter slowly died down, she wiped the blood off her face, and whispered something. Bo Li listened and looked at her with a complicated look.

——She shouldn’t feel any pain from having her heart blown out.

She whispered.