After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

At this time, no matter how dull Lin Mao was, he could sense something was wrong.No matter what, it was impossible for him to be so distracted when Chang Xiaoqing fell into such a situation, and his heart was all about sucking other people's blood.

Lin Mao bit the tip of his tongue, the blood gushing from the wound flowed down the base of his tongue and flowed into his throat, earning a trace of clarity.

"what did you do to me?"

He let out a low growl, but found that it was very difficult for him to even speak, his words were vague and almost whispered.

Realizing this, Lin Mao froze, and couldn't help but raised his hand and waved it behind him, but the zhenqi gathered in his palm had not yet condensed, and Jia Ruo took Lin Mao's hand one step earlier.

"Do not be angry……"

Jia Ruo said in a low voice, and easily let go of Lin Mao's true energy.

When he was talking, he was very close to Lin Mao, and when he exhaled, the weak air flow was hitting Lin Mao's neck, and the sticky and coquettish fragrance became very strong because of this.

As soon as Lin Mao smelled the fragrance, his vision became slightly blurred, and his figure became soft and hot, as if he had lost his bones.

The strong hunger was like an invisible claw, gnawing at his throat and heart.

If it weren't for Lin Mao's generation who devoted all his life to Chang Xiaoqing after Senior Brother Chang's death, he would have already succumbed to his body's desire and fell into Jia Ruo's arms to suck blood to quench his thirst.

"Uuuuuu-"

Not far away, Chang Xiaoqing was looking at Jia Ruo and Lin Mao's current appearance, his eyes were already bloodshot.

He struggled almost frantically, and the vines that even an old elephant could easily bind, had countless cracks several inches deep on the surface under his burst of true energy.

It's a pity that he was temporarily restrained by the vines, and now even if he struggled again, it would be of no avail--seeing the vines bursting, Jia Ruo raised his head and looked at Chang Xiaoqing.

Suddenly, a few more dirt bumps were raised on the ground, and a few vines with a slight cold light like snake scales emerged quietly, wrapping around Chang Xiaoqing's body, binding him even tighter. Some.

"Little... Xiaoqing..."

Maybe it was because he was too anxious, or because his own situation was too embarrassing, Lin Mao fixed his eyes on the tortured Chang Xiaoqing, and a little physiological tears leaked from the corners of his eyes.

Jia Ruo seemed to be able to sense Lin Mao's restlessness. The more Lin Mao resisted, the more he wanted to press himself against Lin Mao's body.He even tightly controlled Lin Mao's hand, forcing Lin Mao to touch the gnawed wound on his throat. During Lin Mao's panicked struggle, thin blood stains seeped out from the wound, moistening Lin Mao's fingers tip.

"Don't look at that person, look at me, okay?"

Jia Ruo said.

Lin Mao evaded in every possible way but still couldn't avoid him, his throat was sweet, and he spat blood hard.

"Bah...you...you monster...what is in your blood...why I...I..."

Why do I still have your blood in my head at this moment?

Lin Mao couldn't say these words no matter what, he held back so hard that a thin layer of blush appeared on his cheekbones.

If Naga didn't hide, he would let the mouthful of dark red blood fall on his body.

"It's normal for you," Jia Ruo said softly, sounding like a lover comforting his lover who lost his temper indiscriminately, "...you suck my blood, and I eat your flesh. Have you forgotten the unity of mutual generation and mutual reinforcement?"

"What the hell are you talking about... What are you... Could it be... Could it be that Gu was placed in your blood..."

Lin Mao replied vaguely.In his ears, Jiaruo's remarks were nothing but nonsense.He remembered that Jia Ruo was able to transform into a monster-like flower vine before, but now he could only imagine that Jia Ruo's blood was probably mixed with the Gu from the southern border, which made him become so wrong.

Jia Ruo hugged Lin Mao's arm tightly, and after a moment's pause, he spoke again: "Why do you say that, it really makes me sad."

His tone gradually became strange.

"Ah, by the way, if I hadn't eaten your flesh and blood, I'm afraid I would have lost my mind and became a bunch of ignorant withered flowers... You have been away from me for so long, so naturally you have forgotten many things."

After the words fell, Jia Ruo's hand holding Lin Mao trembled slightly, and a trembling vine suddenly appeared between the fingers.

Lin Mao knew the cruelty and weirdness of these flower vines on Jia Ruo's body, and felt the wound on his arm seemed to be aching after only one glance.He subconsciously wanted to hide, but Jia Ruo hugged him even tighter.

Lin Mao was still struggling, but the vine in Jia Ruo's hand had changed.The vines changed from light green to dark green, and then from dark green to dark green. The soft branches quickly swelled and turned into a group of tightly closed calyxes. It swelled and turned into a group of pink buds, and then it slowly bloomed in Lin Mao's sight, and a huge, gorgeous red flower bloomed.

This flower is the size of a human's face, and the layers of petals seem to condense the blood on the heart of a person. It is so red that it is almost black. Just looking at it seems to be able to smell the sweet smell oozing out of the blood color.

But no one can deny that this flower is really astonishingly beautiful even if it is such a monster.

One could clearly feel that this flower might be an evil thing just by looking at it, but it was also this extremely evil aura that made it so attractive that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Lin Mao's body froze uncontrollably.

He stared at the red flowers in front of him, as if he heard a distant sigh...

Then came the sound of the wind, the sound of the water, the sound of the verdant vegetation growing, and countless small sounds overlapped together, and finally the flood of sound merged towards Lin Mao.

The red flowers in the field of vision are constantly swaying, and gradually spread out like reflections in the water.

The vast phantom is like a scroll, slowly unfolding before Lin Mao's eyes.

He saw endless mountains covered with moist water vapor all the year round, gloomy green covering every crack in his field of vision, countless flexible vines, thorny thorns, low and dense shrubs and Distorted due to the lack of sunlight, the old trees are tangled together layer by layer, forming a fine green net, covering the entire mountain range layer by layer, as if even the light of the sky cannot touch it. place.

But in the very center of the green net, there is a huge flower tree that is incompatible with all the surrounding creatures.

The bright red flowers that can almost sting people's eyes are blooming layer upon layer on the branches, each flower is coquettish and moving, obviously it is a plant, but it is full of evil and temptation that only monsters have.And under the luxuriant flowers and leaves, are the thick branches of the flower tree-the surface is evenly cracked, with a metallic shimmer.

Then, the twilight suddenly trembled slightly.

Rustling, the small sound of rubbing was caught in the waves of the sea of ​​trees and entered Lin Mao's ears.Lin Mao wouldn't mistake it, it was the sound that the snake made when the scales of the snake were scratching when it moved its body.

The branch of the flower tree is not a real branch, but a snake.

Accompanied by the movement of the unbelievably large long worm, which resembled a dragon instead of a snake, the creature under the flower tree finally slowly appeared in front of Lin Mao's eyes.

It was an exceptionally beautiful naked young man, slender, bright and pure, just like the moon in the daytime.

The long hair like crow's feathers hung over the young man's shoulders, covering the young man's back like a gleaming brocade.In the boy's hand, he was holding a huge red flower.

He raised his head, happily drinking the scarlet thick liquid that flowed from the stamens of the red flower.

His feet were stepping on the thick roots of the flowering tree, and those straggling roots... were spreading among the layers of corpses.Some of those corpses have turned into gray bones, and some have retained their original shapes.

Beasts with beautiful fur that were supposed to shuttle through the mountains and forests; fat and strong, it can be seen that they are carefully raised livestock such as pigs, cattle, sheep, and chickens; Animals that don't know human language are piled up together.

Some of them are still alive, they seem to be shouting something, their expressions are distorted and desperate - the tree roots are almost merciless enough to pass through their soft bodies, in front of Lin Mao, those people are visible to the naked eye. Little by little, the speed became pale, gray, and finally shriveled and became an empty skin bag wrapped in bones.

And on top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the young man became more and more full of blood, and his exquisite facial features became extraordinarily beautiful with the influx of blood...

Lin Mao's body trembled, and the illusion in front of him was falling apart little by little.

"vomit……"

The strong nausea almost made him spit it out.

At this moment, his eyes darkened, and his body seemed to be dragged heavily from the clouds to the ground——

Lin Mao woke up.

He was still in Jia Ruo's arms, and the strong smell of blood that filled his surroundings came from Chang Xiaoqing who was bound not far away.

Lin Mao's eyes widened suddenly.What happened in front of him overlapped with the scene he glimpsed in the illusion.

Lin Mao saw the vines that penetrated deeply into the bodies of human and animals to suck their flesh and blood. At this time, they were wrapping around Chang Xiaoqing's body layer by layer.

They are much thinner than the vines that bound Chang Xiaoqing before, but they can directly tear the clothes and embed them deeply into the flesh of a person.

And Chang Xiaoqing, who still had the strength to resist before, also lost his mind when Lin Mao was in a trance.

The thin man's head was drooping, motionless, and the exposed skin had lost a trace of blood—but the surface of the thin vines was slightly red.