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

It hurts……

Lin Mao couldn't help thinking.

【"Qianji... Didn't you say..."】

A familiar yet somewhat strange, sweet and luscious voice sounded, but at this moment, the voice was weak as if it would disappear in the next second.

【"You clearly said that you want to be with me... forever and grow old together..."】

Lin Mao could feel the body of the person holding him trembling violently.

【"Yes, I said it. But, can you really... grow old together with me?"】

Lin Mao had never heard such a desperate voice.

Desperate as if even the soul has been turned into ashes of nothingness.

The old man with blood on his face covered his face with one hand, and wept like a child.

【"What are you talking about growing old together, but look at the people who are really graying now, only me... only me!"】

That person's tears were mixed with blood, falling drop by drop on "him" in the illusion.

The strange thing is that, even though it is such a vague illusion, the hot touch brought by the tears falling on the skin is so clear.

Inexplicably, tears welled up from Lin Mao's eyes involuntarily.

"I said... I told you so many times, I don't care, no matter what you become, I'm still so happy with you..."

Unknowingly, Lin Mao uttered the words that hovered in "him" in a trance.

"Why did you want to eat me at the end?"

……

"Boom—"

With a loud noise, the illusion suddenly shattered.

Lin Mao felt his body go limp suddenly, but what filled his field of vision was an exuberant dark green and bright blood.

At just a moment ago, the dilapidated carriage of the carriage had been torn apart and turned into pieces of wood scattered all over the ground: after Nagaruo sucked Lin Mao's blood and smelled the so-called soul-scattering incense, his body would not stop. The ground shoots and grows new branches and leaves.Those unusually strong branches quickly filled the compartment to the brim, and in the end they directly propped up the thin wooden planks until they shattered.

But thanks to the crack in the carriage, Lin Mao was suddenly thrown to the ground and fell into the cold wind. He escaped from the strange fragrance just like that, and somehow regained some sobriety.

It's just that the situation on the field at this time is quite bad.

Vines were wrapped around Xing Xinglin's neck, his head was tilted to one side, obviously he had lost his sanity, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

But Chang Xiaoqing has disappeared... I don't know what he did. Lin Mao looked for him at this time, but only saw that vines entangled Chang Xiaoqing from the beginning to the end into a ball of green cocoon, leaving only A few strands of long gray hair were outside.

"Little... Qing..."

As for Lin Mao himself, he was no better than those two.

Even if Jia Ruo let him go, he stopped sucking blood, but his right hand was already bloody and his wrist was covered with bones.He could only lie limply in the snow, unable to move.Lin Mao really wanted to call Xiaoqing, but the weakness caused by excessive blood loss made his voice as thin as a mosquito.

As for why Jia Ruo let Lin Mao go...it was not his will.

Instead, several monks from Lingkong Temple used some kind of ghostly body skills, advancing and retreating together, and nailed the strongest vines on Jia Ruo's body into the ground with a vajra stick, and finally trapped the present for a short time. Jia Ruo, whose eyes are slack and delirious.

Jia Ruo's reaction to the dispersing soul incense was much stronger than the other three. After being trapped for a moment, more branches sprouted in his body in an instant, like countless vicious poisonous snakes, flying in mid-air Qi Qi dances.

Not counting the scary vines, after another moment, I saw Jiaruo's face was pale, but a strange blush appeared on his cheekbones. human body.

It's just that the half of the body looks so horrible that it can only be described in two words.

It was a piece of body made up of countless fragmented bones and pieces of meat, stumps and broken arms.There was still excess skin drooping at the joints of the fleshy pieces. Every time Jia Ruo moved, some foul-smelling blood would flow out from the gaps in his body.

No need to think too much, the raw material of this half of Jia Ruo's body naturally came from the monks of Lingkong Temple who were strangled by him with vines before.

"Elder! What is going on here? Since the soul-dispersing incense has been ignited, shouldn't the demon flower immediately lose its mind and faint?"

Between the constantly dancing green vine shadows, a monk asked sharply.

When the child-like elder holding incense opened the wooden box and lit the incense, dozens of monks were still alive beside him.

But ever since the scent of soul-scattering came out, the vines on Jia Ruo's body became more and more violent and their number increased. After a thrilling struggle, there were only a few monks left beside the boy. Number of people.The remaining people have already become part of Jia Ruo,

At this time, even the well-trained and calm monks of Lingkong Temple could no longer keep calm.Among the surviving people, only the Elder Holding Fragrance remained indifferent with calm eyes.

Hearing the man's shout, he glanced at the wooden box in his hand slightly with lowered eyebrows - the soul-dispersing incense had been burned to the point where only half of it remained, and the color of the flame had turned into a strange bright red, and it was placed in the wooden box. Among them, it looks like a priceless pigeon blood red.

Seeing that touch of red, Elder Zhixiang also felt a sense of relief on his calm face.

"Ten more breaths!"

As he spoke, he dodged Jia Ruo's attack with almost a ghostly posture.

"boom--"

But as soon as his words fell, there was a crisp sound, and a vajra staff with the thickness of a wrist jumped up, and it was pushed out alive by Jia Ruo from its own vines.

Before the monk guarding the vajra stick had time to react, several vines pierced him straight through like daggers.

first breath—

I saw the vine flung the monk's body in mid-air, and a series of blood rain fell from the sky for no reason.

"Brother Tanyun!"

The second breath——

A few screams of grief and indignation suddenly sounded, and when the vine brought the corpse to the ground, the corpse hanging on the branch had turned into a small ball of dry and shriveled skin, and all the flesh and blood inside had been sucked clean.

The third breath——

Probably because he finally sucked enough flesh and blood, the horrible mass of flesh hanging under Jiaruo's head finally got the last piece added and became a complete body.

The fourth breath—

"boom--"

Then, there was another metallic clang.

Another vajra stick was ejected. Fortunately, the monk next to him managed to hide very quickly this time, and was not killed on the spot because of the vines that suddenly appeared, but even so, the man was still twisted away by the vines. arm and a leg.

Blood was flying.

Jia Ruo did not refuse to eat because of the small harvest this time.

In an instant, the arms and legs that were entangled in the vines were also sucked clean.

The fifth breath—

And the bloodstains and gaps on Jia Ruo's body gradually faded and faded with this extra bite of snacks.

The sixth breath—

Jia Ruo became a person again.

A man who is completely naked, but taller than anyone else, and looks perfect.

And this man has a pair of eyes of different colors, one black and one blue.

The seventh breath—

The vine's attack was still ferocious, but Jia Ruo didn't seem to have seen those pale-faced monks who were fighting him desperately with gritted teeth.

Jia Ruo first lowered his head and looked at his palms.

Generous, powerful, delicate and fair skin, without even a small scar.

It's unbelievable that just before counting breaths, his body was covered in extremely ugly seams of blood.

The eighth breath——

Jia Ruo turned his head towards Lin Mao, he looked at Lin Mao steadfastly, and then showed a shy, or childish smile.

"Lin...cat...look, I've become a human again..."

The ninth breath——

Before he finished speaking, Jia Ruo's eyes suddenly fell on Lin Mao's wrist.

That wound that was still gurgling to study abroad, looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

The smile on Jia Ruo's face suddenly became stiff.

Surprise, astonishment, and disbelief emerged bit by bit in those strange-looking odd-colored pupils.

It was at this time that Jia Ruo finally vaguely remembered what he had done before.

"You, your wound..."

Gaara's voice trembled.

Using his body clumsily, he took a step towards Lin Mao.

Then, the tenth breath came.

Jia Ruo's body swayed, his eyes widened, and he stared in Lin Mao's direction for a moment.

Then, he maintained this posture and crashed to the ground.

It wasn't just Jia Ruo who fell down, but also the vines on his body.

Obviously, just a moment ago, those vines looked extremely ferocious and ferocious. After this moment, those vines seemed to be cut off by their roots, and they fell to the ground in unison. The green branches and leaves changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dry and dehydrated, the epidermis has dry wrinkles.

【"Lin Mao."】

At this moment, Jia Ruo seemed to have a premonition, he muttered silently, and then slowly closed his eyes uncontrollably.