Start a Dome

With a muffled sound, Xia Mo was violently sent flying by the puppet, hitting the dilapidated wall.

The wall was directly smashed by Xia Mo, and an indescribable stench entered Xia Mo's nose.

"This is, the kitchen?"

The left hand that was pressing on the ground was sticky, Xia Mo looked along the line of sight, and found that the floor was almost soaked in blood, which had already solidified.

"Let the little girl attract others, and then enter this haunted house and become your food?"

Gripping the dagger tightly, Xia Mo swung it quickly, and the jet-black blade cut a deep mark on the puppet who was close at hand.

Dead air splashes.

There was a red glow in the eyes, and the puppet's slender right hand turned into a sharp claw that shone with dim light.

Waving its sharp claws, the doll pounced on Xia Mo.

boom! boom! boom!

The pitch-black dagger clamped the ferocious claws, and the death energy in his left hand turned into a pitch-black dagger again, and Xia Mo stabbed it in the head.

puff!

The dark dead air splashed, and the dead air overflowed from the place where Xia Mo penetrated its head like blood.

The next moment, Xia Mo's surroundings began to spin.

- Om!

The whole room began to zoom in and zoom out. Looking at the puppet as tall as a giant, Xia Mo stimulated his temples without hesitation with his death energy.

A stabbing pain emerged, everything in front of him dissipated, and it was still a dilapidated room, but behind Xia Mo, a sharp kitchen knife had already stabbed him in the neck.

boom!

The gray-skinned woman was thrown out by Xia Mo's punch. Looking at the man on the ceiling who was jumping at her in an extremely twisted and strange posture, Xia Mo brandished the dagger.

A black light flickered, and the next moment, the man was cut open from the forehead, blood spattered, and even a few drops splashed on Xia Mo's face.

Frowning, watching the blood on his face turn into death, Xia Mo focused his gaze on the pitch-black doll standing in a sea of ​​corpses.

Realizing that Xia Mo was looking at him, the puppet tilted its head, and let out a piercing and sharp laugh from the corner of its split mouth.

Chapter 50-The Source of Tragedy

The entire kitchen was almost full of corpses.

Among these corpses, there are students, white-collar workers, and workers... However, most of them are homeless.

It's hard to imagine that this puppet actually used this twisted family to kill so many innocent people.

What's even more absurd is that there is no news from the outside world at all.

This old house that was once swallowed by flames is like a prison, imprisoning the souls of these people here.

After death, the soul will be wiped out, but these souls hope to be wiped out.

At least, it's easier than being tortured in pain every day here.

Gently waving his chubby hands, the puppet's weird pupils shone red, and the next moment, all the resentful souls of those who died rushed into its body.

hum!

Terrifying and thick death energy gushed out from behind the puppet, and Xia Mo could feel that the death aura inside the puppet was increasing by terrifying multiples.

However, will Xia Mo just watch it absorb all the souls like this?

Of course not.

The dark death energy turned into two pure daggers, holding the daggers with both hands, Xia Mo appeared in front of the puppet in an instant, and the cold light cut towards the puppet's body.

puff!

At the critical moment, the woman actually stood in front of the puppet.

The body was cut open by two sharp daggers, and the blood splashed on Xia Mo's face and dissipated. Looking at the puppet behind the woman, Xia Mo threw the dagger out without hesitation.

The dagger, like a flying arrow, turned into a jet-black ray of light, piercing through the puppet's head.

pat!

The body was firmly fixed on the wall, and the chubby hands of the puppet beat down feebly.

There was a red glow in the eyes, the corner of the puppet's mouth was slightly split, and it made an extremely weird...

funny.

boom!

He was blasted out by the death energy that had almost turned into substance, and the next moment, the puppet appeared in front of Xia Mo and smashed it down with his chubby fist.

boom!

Blocking the chubby fist with a black dagger, and surrounding Yingying's lifeless right hand, Xia Mo punched the doll's face.

boom!

The puppet flew out like a kite that was unthreaded.

Stiffly moving his neck, he got up from the ground awkwardly, looking at Xia Mo rushing towards him, the puppet looked around anxiously.

However, all around her were women who had been cut in half, and men who had been cut in the middle.

"..."

Falling into silence, the puppet rushed towards the female evil spirit with only the upper body left without hesitation.

"Want to possess?"

The pitch-black death energy turned into a long sword floating beside Xia Mo, and the long sword shot out like an arrow off the string, and shot at the puppet.

The running puppet couldn't dodge Xia Mo's long sword at all. Looking at the sharp sword that was close at hand, the puppet's pupils shone red.

Click!

The barrier condensed by the death energy was as thin as white paper in front of Xia Mo's long sword, and easily shattered into pieces. The puppet stretched out its right hand without hesitation.

puff!

The puppet's entire right shoulder was directly pierced by the sharp sword, turning into pure death energy and dissipating in the room.

Stretching out his left hand, the doll grabbed the woman's head. The next moment, under Xia Mo's gaze, the doll directly merged into the woman's body.

The granulation squirmed, and the woman's lower body began to recover rapidly.

boom!

The ferocious sharp tentacles rose from the ground, but Xia Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, dodged it.

boom! boom! boom!

Cutting off the tentacles that wanted to penetrate his chest with one knife, Xia Mo quickly condensed a barrier of death energy when he saw the ferocious claws stabbing at his cheeks that wanted to tear him apart.

Click!

The death air barrier was shattered under the ferocious sharp claws. Even though he had dodged sideways, Xia Mo's shoulder was still scratched by the sharp claws.

Blood, dripping down the shoulders, was absorbed by the squirming, life-giving floor.

"Here...in..." The woman spoke intermittently with a hoarse voice as if kissed by flames. "It's my... domain... domain..."

The sharp and slender claws were dripping with blood, and a terrifying death aura emanated from the woman. The corner of the woman's mouth was split open: "You are not afraid of my...fantasy..."

"But... where's your sister?"

"I've asked Xiaoxiao...to find her..."

"Just kill her...you'll break...right?"

Looking at the woman calmly, Xia Mo covered his bleeding shoulder with his right hand, a faint breath of death overflowed from his fingertips: "Xiao Xiao, is that the little girl's name?"

"You started the fire, right?"

It seemed that it was to delay time so that Xiaoxiao could kill Kasuga Yeqiong. The woman was very happy to answer Xia Mo's doubts: "It's not..."

"The big fire... is Xiaoxiao's... punishment for her parents."

With a red glow in his eyes, the illusion around the woman and Xia Mo began to change.

......

"What about the money?"

"It's gone...the previous ones are the last ones..."

"No money? What should I do then?"

"It's all because of you and that monster. If I didn't marry you, would I be in this situation?"

--Snapped!

With a slap, the man slapped the woman's red and swollen face heavily.

"To this point?"

The woman with a crazy expression said, "If it weren't for you going out to take drugs and gamble, would we have come to this point?"

"Xiaoxiao is already six years old, other people's children are already in elementary school at this time, but what about her?"

"If it wasn't because you lost all the money, would Xiaoxiao still need to stay at home?"

Snapped!boom!

The two quickly wrestled together.

It is summer now, and a plate of mosquito coils happens to be lit in the room.

The slowly burning mosquito-repellent incense exuded a faint fragrance, Xiaoxiao still hid under the table as usual, calmly watching the man and woman wrestle together.

"you say......"

"Why are they fighting?"