Kill God

"Tsk." The voice was a little familiar, and Jue Ying looked in the direction of the speaker: "Three seconds, if you don't roll, you die."

Yi Er sneered when he heard the words, holding an epee, charged forward as if to prove that he was fearless, the sword glowed brightly: "Wei Sheng'an!"

Jue Ying retreated several steps in a row, subconsciously shifting his body to a place where there was no sense of danger, and dodged narrowly.

A lock of white hair was swept by the sword light, fell to the ground, and dissipated into a blood mist, but Jue Ying suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body tensed as if he had been wounded. Blood gushed out again in an instant.

Angels actually have this ability?Jue Ying was really surprised, his hair was the place with the purest energy, just like the energy in the soul of life, not to mention indestructible, but not much worse, he never expected to be cut off by an angel.

At this time...the body may collapse again, which will be troublesome. Huoning's breath is nearby, and she will soon find out.Jue Ying clenched his fists, sensing Il's position, and calculated the possibility of killing him.

Yi Er felt a little weird when he passed by with one blow, but the epee in his hand kept slashing across the ground like a broken bamboo, and the golden light was dazzling.

"Tch." Jue Ying took another two steps away from his body, but suddenly tripped over the corpse on the ground. Before he fell down, he supported the ground with his hands and turned over to stand upright. Several closed wounds were open and bloody.

Yi Er felt even more weird, and took a step forward tentatively.

Jueying stepped back when he heard the sound, but leaned directly against the wall, subconsciously touched the wall with his hanging hand, leaving a bloody handprint.

Aura can do many things, but truly powerful special beings will not waste aura to do meaningless things, so that many strong people will only use it to increase themselves in duels, and will not use aura to control opponents, because this It will only accelerate its own consumption.

The strong will use the aura to wrap themselves within one meter to prevent other people's aura from controlling themselves, and special beings will not be blind, because even if they are blind, the aura can detect the surrounding scene.

When he saw Jue Ying last time, he could still feel the aura of the other party.

Yier put away the heavy sword: "You...can't see it?"

Jue Ying's palms were clenched tightly, and he was staring at Yi Er's direction, as if the injured little beast was trying to determine whether the other party was hostile, cautious, pitiful and helpless.

"Follow me back to Angel City to be judged." After confirming that Jueying could not use spiritual energy, Yi Er felt relieved: "Come with me, and I won't hurt you."

After a while, Jue Ying took a step forward, stepped on the corpse and almost fell, but was supported by Yi Er with spiritual energy.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you don't try to resist, I won't hurt you." Il reassured, and approached Jueying cautiously. In his opinion, people without aura can't pose a threat to him.

The distance between the two of them was only one step away. Just as Yi Er stabilized Jue Ying, he was thrown violently by Jue Ying, causing a slight pain in his neck, as if a blood vessel had been pierced by something, and his brain went blank for a moment.

The reason why Jue Ying is the God of Killing is of course not because he has mastered more abilities, but no matter how disparate in strength he is in a battle, his purpose has always been only one-to kill.

The God of Killing is a title derived from endless killings, and it is a throne piled up one after another. The earliest fear of the God of Killing is the desperation of self-injury and killing the enemy.

As for Jue Ying's self-injury, even the beings in the God Realm dare not try it lightly. If they are not careful, their life wheel will be broken, and they will die. Therefore, it will often give the opponent the illusion that he is powerless to fight anymore or that he will die.

But no matter how many people deploy and guard against, or no matter how they threaten, Jue Ying has always only cared about his own goals, and always puts goals first, whether to save people or kill them, only he has the final say.

This is also the horror of killing God.

A person without weaknesses, a strong person who will not be controlled, can never be reassuring.

Yi Er's body slowly dissipated, and Jue Ying fell to the ground without support. He was seriously injured and lacked physical strength, and his consciousness gradually withdrew.The man with white hair and black clothes lying on the bloody place makes people feel inexplicably fit.

Huo Ning showed his figure, stared at Jue Ying lying on the ground for a while, and touched the white hair with his fingers.

How could she forget that Jue Ying's body is made up of energy, and hair is also a part of the body.Huo Ning worked hard, listening to Jue Ying's subconscious inhalation, he didn't know what he thought of, and slowly smiled.

……

A black-haired teenager was lying on a hospital bed. His skin and lips were of an unhealthy color. There was a blood bag hanging on his hand. Several wounds on his body were firmly bound by bandages, but blood was still oozing—the wounds could not heal .

No medicine could help, and the blood would not automatically coagulate and form scabs. If it continued like this, the doctor suspected that the boy would die from excessive blood loss, so he could only try a blood transfusion for the time being.

But during the blood type test, the boy's blood type was very abnormal. How should I put it... I have never seen such terrible blood. Any blood type will be assimilated. Even a single drop can change the blood type of the whole person, just like... …some kind of devouring.

The doctor struggled for a whole day, but the next day he seemed to have forgotten that the boy had a blood problem, and randomly filled in the boy with a normal blood type for blood transfusion, but he couldn't hide the interest in his eyes.

In short, not only Bei Lang's executors are looking forward to his awakening, but also a doctor is also waiting for the boy to wake up.

Jue Ying after humanization will detect excessive blood loss at any time, and he himself feeds on blood, but the premise is that the blood transformed by the fangs, direct blood transfusion is the transformation of blood in the body, the pain is no less than that of ordinary people ate his blood.

Jue Ying was awakened by the pain, and before he could open his eyes, he recklessly tore open the tube attached to his hand.

The sense of hindrance of being forcibly humanized was too clear, and Jue Ying couldn't help but frown.There is something beeping around, and I can still feel two strange breaths at the door, but I can't feel anything ten meters away.

Huoning will forcibly humanize him, which means that the place where he is now is a human place?

The first person to notice the movement was the executor who was guarding the door, and he quickly notified his captain, because he was still not sure whether those people were killed by the boy in front of him, and they were just taking care of them for the time being.

"I'm Lang Qingyu, the captain of the executor's investigation team, and I want to know something about you." The man was very fast, and arrived at the ward in a few minutes: "Are you An Ming? students in the class."

Jue Ying looked in the direction of the voice, and it was still pitch black in front of him. He was completely unaware of the current situation, but he also knew that the executor meant Belang's enforcer. He nodded and propped himself up to sit up.

Lang Qingyu frowned seeing the boy's reaction, waved his hand tentatively in front of his eyes, and then helped the boy to sit still.

In fact, Lang Qingyu thinks that it is impossible for him to commit the crime, because each of the deceased was pierced by a hard object in the chest, and when he sent the boy in, he tested all the skin tissues on his body, all of which were the boy's own, and found no problems .

This shows that this teenager is the victim of this murder case, the only survivor, and may have even fought with the prisoner.

"Where were you at five o'clock in the morning on October [-]?" Lang Qingyu asked in a businesslike manner.

Jue Ying was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "Sorry... I don't remember."

"Then can you contact your family? We didn't find your family, and neither your tutor nor your classmates have your family's contact information."

Jue Ying shook his head again: "I have no family."

"Do you remember why you passed out?" Lang Qingyu asked with a frown, "The information we collected is that you originally took the exam in Langbo. Why did you go to the warehouse in the suburbs during the exam?"

Jue Ying cleaned up the powder that day, and then lost consciousness. When she woke up, she was beaten and kicked by those eight people. Because she was a little hungry, she ate the food delivered to her mouth.

Although it was unclear what happened at the time, it was certain that the loss of consciousness was related to the powder. His appearance and sudden human transformation were mostly due to Huoning, so...he killed the malicious Il.

As for aura and eyes, Di An tried the former, and Jue Ying tried the latter when Di An tried the former. These two things are treasures made by Gu Zhen.

"Do you know what happened?" Lang Qingyu sighed, the young man was too uncooperative, and he couldn't be tough on the wounded: "The doctor didn't find out that your eyes will be blind, what's going on?"

Jue Ying was silent.

"You can trust me, don't be afraid." Lang Qingyu's tone became softer, he didn't know what he was thinking, and said, "I'm the uncle of your classmate Lang Tian, ​​please tell uncle the matter, okay?"

"Sorry, I don't remember." Jue Ying shied away, touching the back of the hand where the needle was just pulled out, because the blood vessel was directly torn open, and blood was flowing profusely at this time.

Lang Qingyu looked down at the injury when he saw this movement, and got up helplessly to call the doctor.

Jue Ying noticed that he got up suddenly, probably guessed his thoughts, and sighed: "You should not take care of this matter, let the people from the executive house come."

"Executive House?" Lang Qingyu turned his head abruptly, squinting his eyes and asked, "Who the hell are you? How do you know about the Executive House!"

"Insider." Jue Ying looked at him, but the emptiness in his eyes could not be ignored.

"...Are you sure that this matter needs to alarm the executive house?" Lang Qingyu didn't need to continue to ask, he already believed Jue Ying's words, the insiders really need to hide some things from ordinary people, even the executors.

"If...you want the truth." Jue Ying's voice was low, as if thinking about something.

It will take at least two years for these two things to reduce the constraints, and two years will just make him enter the third grade, tsk, he might as well be invited to Angel City as a "guest", troublesome.Jue Ying closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh of relief.

For now, I can't go anywhere else.