Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Sure enough, it was a knife made of the same material as the Kunlun Cut, which cut off Xiaobo's only two remaining arms with ease.

The severed limb fell to the ground with a sticky "snap" sound.

"Damn you! You all go to hell!" Xiaobo's arm was cut off, his body lost support, and he fell to the ground, his eyes were full of hatred, "I will burn you to death!"

The moment Ding Mu fell in love with himself, he suddenly thought: Is there any relationship between Xiaobo and the fire in the orphanage?Was her face burned in the fire?So why is only half of her face burnt and the rest intact?

Ding Mu's body is completely different from the first time he met Xiaobo. At that time, he seemed to be controlled and could hardly move. Now, his movements are not stagnant and he moves freely.

Xiaobo's two arms quickly spliced ​​back to her body after she landed on the ground, and gradually connected to the original. What surprised Ding Mu was that the two legs did not return to her body like the two arms.

Is it because of the long wound?

Before he had time to think about it, Ding Mu immediately threw himself into Xiaobo's attack again.

This time, Xiaobo seemed to be smarter. She didn't do the reckless pounce like she did at the beginning, but chose to confuse the opponent with fake moves in an attempt to find an opening.

Guan Yi and Cheng Suxiang over there didn't know what was going on, they fell asleep all the time, unmoved, just like the first time.

It stands to reason that the sound of Xiaobo's scream just now was enough to wake them up, but now these two are actually like the newborn's father, even though the child is crying, they will not move.

Ding Mu was on the bed, and the dodge range was very small. Sometimes he would dodge violently, and his head would hit the upper bunk directly, causing him to be dazed.

Xiaobo seized the moment when he bumped into the bed, and rushed over to bite him.

Is this kid a zombie?Ding Mu was heartbroken.

This kind of attacker who doesn't hurt and doesn't get tired is the most troublesome, not to mention that this child will have broken limbs and connections.

When Xiaobo was attacking, he always protected her head from Ding Mu's knife, and sometimes even abandoned the car to protect the handsome man and blocked it with his arms.

Although there are not many tricks, they can't stand the opponent's tirelessness.

"Did you set the fire on fire?!" Ding Mu suddenly said this in his mouth in desperation.

Xiao Bo's body froze suddenly, and by the time she realized it and wanted to move to escape, it was already too late.

That black blade, with a cold light, roared and slashed towards her, straight at her head!

The gray-white thick liquid splashed, and the body in front of him looked like a watermelon that had been torn open. The red, white and white things scattered in all directions, and quickly decayed and deteriorated the moment it hit the ground. It was lifeless, as if it had been dead for many years.

The most important thing is to be able to solve the problem once.

The unpleasant stuff splashed in his face, and there was a foul stench.

But the body that was cut in half by the sharp knife was still twitching on the ground, as if it could fight together and give him another sneak attack at any time.

Ding Mu is now surrounded by a strange feeling. He is hot all over, but his mind is clear. He can even feel the blood flow in the blood vessels. swell.The tiger's mouth was numb from the force when the bone was chopped off, but a kind of excitement and satisfaction surged in his heart.

He remembers this state.

But I don't remember when I felt this state.

Xiaobo on the ground was still shaking, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Ding Mu looked into those eyes, stood up with the knife in his hand, reached for the bag hanging by the bed, and took out something wrapped in a plastic bag from it.

As the bag was peeled off layer by layer, revealing little by little what was wrapped inside, the eyes of the doll on the ground opened wider and wider. Although the spirit in those eyes became more and more lax, and the body began to decay at a faster rate, it still Hold on to the last effort, not to let yourself fall down.

Ding Mu took out the rag doll that was also split in half like this, held his hand tightly to keep it from falling apart, and threw it into Xiaobo's arms.

Xiaobo's face that had been split in half began to twist, and his mouth opened and closed feebly.

The sound of fingernails scratching the wall gradually weakened, and the bedroom was quiet, except for the whistling wind passing through the cracks of the open windows, as if crying for someone.

"Ho... ho..." The things flowing out of Xiaobo's body are gradually solidifying, turning yellow and black, showing their original appearance.

Her voice could no longer speak, but she still managed to raise her head slightly, looking directly at Ding Mu, as if she wanted to say something to him, her broken mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't see what she wanted to express because of the damage. the meaning of.

Ding Mu listened with bated breath, but couldn't understand what she said.

When he looked at Xiaobo again, that small body was still turned into a pile of rotten flesh, split in two, exactly the same as the doll in her arms.

Finally found her doll.

It was also at the moment when Xiao Bo completely lost the possibility of resurrection, a sharp and ear-piercing cry suddenly pierced into Ding Mu's ears and rushed straight into his brain, making him a little dazed at that moment.

In a blur, she seemed to see a big fire. Inside the fire was Xiaobo's distorted and ferocious face. She laughed crazily, lying on the ground, without a calf, and there was a huge scar on her shoulder. Only half of that face was still intact. The other half of her face was covered with burns, exactly like the doll in her arms.

Beside her, there is a person standing, whose face cannot be seen clearly, but people can clearly feel his hysterical happiness, that kind of frightening happiness, it is precisely because of the fire in front of him, and the burning house in the fire , adults, children.

That's the burning Sunflower Orphanage.

When Ding Mu woke up, he found that there was a tall man sitting beside his bed. It was his very familiar back.

But he didn't dare to rest assured, he still remembered the three Guan Yi he saw after getting up that time.

One can play better than the other.

He was about to clear his throat and say something, but he saw this person turned around, as if he had eyes behind his back, the things in his eyes were no longer covered, but revealed naturally and generously, that feeling was something that anyone would inimitable.

"Are you awake?" Guan Yi smiled unconsciously. When he thought of last night, his heart trembled with excitement. When he woke up in the morning, he even felt that yesterday was a dream, so after packing up, he sat next to Ding Mu's bed up.

It looks like a golden retriever waiting for its owner to wake up.

Looking at this young man's sweet sleeping face, he only felt satisfied, which was what he expected.

"Brother." Ding Mu's voice was slightly hoarse, and he called brother.

"Huh?" Guan Yi saw that he seemed to be in a daze, apparently not waking up, his heart was agitated, and he couldn't hold it back, he bent down and kissed the young man on the head.

Ding Mu was kissed in a daze. He didn't know why he was kissed, and the kiss went down, almost all over his face.

He was still thinking about what happened yesterday, but he had to be preoccupied by this kiss first.

Some people say that the feeling of kissing is like someone else touching the tip of your nose with their fingers, but when you actually feel it, it is not like this. The affection and intimacy contained in the kiss, the smell of the other party wrapped around the tip of the nose, and the lips How can one finger give the softness that touches every inch of skin?

Unexpectedly, such a cold and rigid person as Guan Yi has such soft lips.

The thought amused him a little.

Sensing the young man's inattention, Guan Yi stood up slightly. The distance between the two faces was less than three centimeters, and the tips of their noses touched each other faintly, as if they were about to kiss again the next moment.

He asked: "What's going on? I kissed you so badly that I can't do it well?"

Ding Mu shook his head, trying to say that he didn't mean that, but he realized what the other party asked just now. He shook his head like this, as if he was affirming the other party's kissing skills.

"I dreamed about Xiaobo again yesterday." Ding Mu scanned the ground from the corner of his eye. It was clean without any stains, exactly the same as last night. Looking at the ceiling, there was no hole, and it was as smooth as new.

Guan Yi put his arms on both sides of the man's body, blocking all the other's evasion directions. Hearing this sentence, he frowned indiscernibly, and asked, "What happened?"

Ding Mu pursed his lips, recalling the scenes of last night, he always felt unbelievable, he was able to kill Xiaobo?Although it was a coincidence, it was really him who did it. Thinking about it now, he still feels pain in his mouth. He didn't dare to look directly at Guan Yi, his eyes were fixed on the pattern of the man's clothes, and he said softly: "I'll kill her!" gone."

"What?" Guan Yi was a little surprised, but felt that this was reasonable, "It's amazing."

He affectionately kissed the young man's face again, and sucked it on purpose, and made a "boo" when he left.

Ding Mu still didn't look at him, but his face was a little red. He tentatively said, "When I killed her yesterday, I had a strange feeling."

The expression on Guan Yi's face flickered, but because Ding Mu avoided those eyes, he was not seen.

"How does it feel?" Guan Yi pressed his forehead against Ding Mu's, with concern in his eyes, and some inexplicable emotions, "Feeling blood boil?"

Ding Mu shook his head, he said: "That feeling is like... It seems that I have done this many times, and I feel like I am crazy. I always feel that I have a knife that looks the same as the Kunlun Cut, but longer than it. Heavier than that too."

He himself felt unbelievable after he finished speaking, but that's how he felt.

He had taken the Kunlunqie before. Although he couldn't handle it as smoothly as Guan Yi, he could swing it twice. However, this knife is not light and light. Its shape and its weight have nothing to do with it. Made of metal.

If he really had a knife that was longer and heavier than the Kunlun Cut, it would be difficult for him to move with it, let alone kill people with it.

"What else?" Guan Yi rubbed his forehead and asked.

"And..." the young man frowned, as if he was in some difficulty, "I saw Xiaobo and other children setting fire to the orphanage."

"Well, no more?" Guan Yi asked.

"I don't remember." Ding Mu shook his head.

Guan Yi sighed softly in his heart, but nothing showed on his face. He tilted his head and licked those soft lips lightly.

It's okay, it's still early, he thought.