Xu Xian and I grab a man

And, what role does he play?

Shen Qing still didn't think of an answer to this question, because before that, someone interrupted him.

"You are really spoiled by Bai Suzhen."

A greasy and cold "voice" emerged in his mind.

This "voice" seems to be directly engraved into your mind, you can only know what he "said", but you can't "hear". You know what he is "saying", but you can never know "it" from the "voice". "who is it.

Who?

"When death is imminent, there is still time to be distracted."

Death is imminent...?

Shen Qing's heart trembled, and the danger spread from the bottom of his heart, wrapping around his whole body.

Sure enough, this person came to kill him, so he really exists like a "virus".

There was no grudge or enmity, it just spoiled the development of the plot, it was hard for Shen Qing not to believe that this person killed him not because of the "plot".

He should have been afraid, but in fact he only felt anger. This anger was inexplicable, even greater than instinct, and it invaded his brain, making him give up thinking and become irritable.

He began to struggle hard, wanting this completely immobile situation.

He kept trying the formula given by Bai Suzhen.

His hands were shaking constantly.

His blade is also constantly resonating with him.

The strength of the control seemed to be loosened a little, Shen Qing was overjoyed, and before he had time to put more effort, he felt a hand clap on his hand.

The cold touch flashed by.

The next moment, it became pitch black... Shen Qing couldn't see it anymore.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Shen Qing opened his mouth wide and roared, but there was no sound. He struggled, but the loose gap had once again become unshakable. He tried his best to blink, but his eyes were still pitch black.

Can't see anything.

Can't hear anything.

Can't say anything.

Nothing can be done.

He's not even as good as a marionette.

……

fuck it!

Since the eyes don't hurt, then he's not blind. Not being blind means that the other party should just deprive him of his senses, which means there is still a chance to recover.

Shen Qing continued to struggle violently, cursing obscenities in her heart, while continuing to try the spells, even releasing her demonic aura.

"Xiaoqing, do you think this will attract him?"

The words that came directly into his mind turned into information again, Shen Qing's struggling movements stopped, and he was slapped again by the "person" behind him, this time, he no longer even felt the evil spirit.

Can manipulate time, even the senses of demons...

What kind of existence is this person?

And listening to this, the "person" behind it seems to know him?

An acquaintance of "Xiaoqing"?No, no, no, this "Xiaoqing" has no acquaintances at all. For the first 200 years, he lived ignorantly in his dreams. How could he have any acquaintances?

enemy?

Not right either.

Knowing the existence of "Xiaoqing"...Wait, this "person" just said: "Do you want to attract him?" Who is "he"? .

Shen Qing was startled, besides him and Bai Suzhen, there are only three ghosts here that even he can't beat, so the "he" in this man's mouth refers to the big monster!

This guy knows him and Bai Suzhen, who is it?

... No, it's not right, if it is sent by the "plot", then there is nothing wrong with knowing them.

It's just that this guy doesn't seem to want to attract Bai Suzhen.

why?

This guy is obviously stronger than the big monster... At least in terms of manipulating time, the tricks taught by the big monster are useless.

"You've really changed a lot now." Shen Qing's act of calming down again seemed to make the "person" smile, and Shen Qing obviously sensed the pleasure of the other party, "As I thought, it's really beautiful."

This guy knows him!

Maybe it's not because of the "plot"!

"But you're not as good as you used to be."

before……

"Not obedient at all."

Because he ruined the plot?

"So obediently die, right?"

At this moment, Shen Qing suddenly understood that this world should be from the Legend of the White Snake...

The next moment, Shen Qing heard the sound of a dagger piercing into flesh and blood, his train of thought was interrupted by this sound, he lowered his head in confusion, and it took him a long time to feel the pain coming from his chest...

It was hot, as if someone had soaked the wound with pepper water, and his eyes turned black from the pain.

The dagger behind him turned and pulled out.

The pain became clearer, his eyes were red from the pain, and the demon core wrapped in the flesh was constantly expanding, it seemed that Shen Qing would return to his original form in the next moment.

The evil spirit began to overflow.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The voice that had been unable to get out of his mouth finally broke free from his throat.

The voice seemed to come from a distance, and when the pain subsided a little, Shen Qing realized that it was her screaming.

Hoarse and painful.

The shackles that imprisoned his body quickly disappeared the moment he made the sound, and the unfinished movements before had no strength anymore, and even deviated from the track.

Tang Dao swung empty.

But the dagger that was stopped before still followed the original track and pierced into the flesh.

"Hmm..." Shen Qing snorted, clenched her teeth, and finally tried her best to hold back the scream that she wanted to blurt out for the second time.

But the pain made him dizzy.

Who……

Who is it!

"Cough!" Shen Qing held back the cry, but couldn't help coughing up a big mouthful of blood.

Why does it hurt so much?

It was just being stabbed, why is it so painful?

On the knife... something was painted on it...

There was light in front of his eyes at last, but Shen Qing didn't look at his wounds, he looked around the room blankly, there was no one else in there except him and the dull little policeman.

That person is gone.

"Tick, tick..."

Beads of blood dripped to the ground.

Shen Qing lowered his head slowly, his eyes stopped on his chest, there were only three knife handles left outside his body, hot blood dyed his clothes red along the daggers pierced in.

The right hand unconsciously let go of the Tang knife in his hand.

Shen Qing whimpered and raised her hand to touch those daggers, but she didn't dare to drop it.

In the end, he still held the handles of the daggers, pulled them out of his body one by one, and threw them to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

pain!

Sure enough, it still hurts!

"Ahem... woo..." He coughed up blood again, felt the pain coming from his chest and couldn't help clenching his teeth, his voice trembled violently, and he broke out in cold sweat.

You are a monster, you just got pierced through the heart, you won't die.

His instincts were telling him so.

It's just pain, it's okay, it's okay, Shen Qing, it's okay, I won't die.

Shen Qing comforted herself in her heart, restraining herself from wanting to turn into a prototype and roll on the ground.

But the scorching, drowning-like pain was still coming continuously, and Shen Qing's legs were soft from the pain.

The normal saline finally couldn't hold back and overflowed the eye sockets.