Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

The fire in Earl's heart that had been burning for several months was extinguished at once, Wen Wusheng's heart was mostly cold, but his will became firmer and his mind became clearer.

Seeing that the man in front of him quickly regained his composure from the out-of-control state, the prince was very surprised, and ridiculed: "You are nothing more than that to him."

Wen Wusheng laughed and said, "Then what do you think of me?"

The prince said: "I thought that you human beings would die for love and seek life and death, or at least you would have to collapse. You seem to have nothing."

Wen Wusheng shrugged: "Isn't he still alive?"

The prince smiled: "But he forgot about you and everything between you."

Wen Wusheng gave a cold "hmm", the tense facial muscles showed that he was not at peace in his heart, and there was no trace of emotion leaked in his expression.

When dealing with enemies, the slightest vulnerability is the greatest insult to self.

Wen Wusheng said flatly: "He just forgot about me."

But the Count is still alive.This is enough.

He is just a passer-by in his long life.

Neither he nor the earl were people who couldn't live without liking.

Compared to being sad that the earl had forgotten him, what he felt more distressed was that the earl had lost himself and his freedom.

Wen Wusheng said: "You controlled him."

He said yes.

"So what?" said the prince.

Wen Wusheng said nothing.

He wants to take the earl back, maybe the dean can find a way to get him out of the prince's control and return to freedom.

The prince's eyes, which had been calm for nearly a hundred years, showed a rare trace of curiosity. Obviously, what the human beings were doing in front of him was beyond his comprehension.

"Then why did you come back? He has no way of knowing what you have done for him, let alone appreciate it."

Wen Wusheng: "I just do it because I want to, it has nothing to do with him."

Wen Wusheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said coldly: "Let's do it."

The prince smiled and said: "Then I will fulfill you and let you die at his hands. Maybe in the future, there is a one in a million chance that he will wake up and remember that he killed you with his own hands today, and he will always remember you. "

A coldness flashed in the eyes of the blood race present.

Wen Wusheng laughed: "I can't ask for it."

Fight the earl, maybe he has a chance to take the earl away.

Awe quietly appeared in the eyes of many blood races.They have seen too many people humbly begging for mercy in the face of death. Wen Wusheng is in his twenties and has a limitless future, but now he does not change his expression and calmly deals with it.

The prince gave the earl a wink, the earl nodded slowly, and put his pale hand on the slender blood sword behind him.

Wen Wusheng, who was facing him, was also holding a blood sword in his hand.

The atmosphere was tense and a little desolate, the blood race present backed away spontaneously, Wen Wusheng sighed, knowing that the guy opposite him was no longer the guy who called him husband a few hours ago, he still smiled lazily: "Will you win the fight?"

What responded to him was a blood sword, coming through the air like it did during prop celebrations.

Wen Wusheng retreated quickly, and controlled the blood sword with his mind to block it.

The two blood swords collided in the air, the one that belonged to him resisted for a moment, and then fell like a meteor. degree of trauma.

A fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, Wen Wusheng thought that his wife is really strong.

The blood race present were afraid of being affected by the earl, so they spontaneously teleported to a hundred meters away.

The blood sword flew towards Wen Wusheng again, unstoppable, Wen Wusheng wanted to control things to resist.

His ability to control objects with his mind is obviously not weaker than the earl, and has reached the pinnacle, but his level is too low, and his power is not at the same level. It can be said that he is almost powerless to fight back. After a few blows, he is already seriously injured.

Wen Wusheng teleported to escape while resisting, the earl chased after him, the prince teleported and chased for several kilometers, seeing that Wen Wusheng was indeed vulnerable, contempt flashed in his eyes, and he sent a voice to the earl: "Quick battle and quick decision."

The count nodded slowly, then teleported to the seriously injured Wen Wusheng, and stabbed his neck with his sword.

Seeing this, the prince showed a satisfied smile, the corners of his mouth hadn't risen yet, and the expression suddenly froze on his face.

There was a burning pain in his brain. The stinging pain started from the center of his eyebrows and spread to the whole brain in the blink of an eye. His sanity was on the verge of breaking.

With a splitting headache, the prince lost all composure, pressed his palms against the back of his head, and screamed out.

The strength of the whole body is continuously sent to the brain to repair the serious injury suffered by the spirit.

He was mentally attacked!

Wen Wusheng, who was lying on the ground, jumped up suddenly, avoided the earl's fatal blow with a teleportation, and charged towards the prince with his sword.

This is the only chance, as long as the prince is killed, the blood clan riots, the ghost clan takes advantage of it, and he contacts the dean, then everything will be saved!

Wen Wusheng didn't expect that the power given by the amulet could be used so easily, it was almost innate and did not require any time to adapt.

He teleported to the prince, and the prince retreated violently. The blood race known for its recovery ability has reached his level, and its self-healing ability is unimaginable. In just a few breaths, the pain in his brain has been reduced by more than half.

He summoned his weapon and looked at the person who teleported towards him.

The wind was blowing, and the person who came was slender and handsome, with jet-black broken hair moving in the wind. This scene overlapped a little bit with the picture in memory. Back then, 24 years ago, it was also such a young man who killed him...

There was a trace of nightmare in the prince's eyes, and he said anxiously: "You...you are about to wake up!"

This was the first time Wen Wusheng heard this name.

A murderous look appeared on the prince's once solemn and majestic face.

If before, he still had a cat-and-mouse look of interest, now he has a look of killing the enemy, either you die or I live.

Wen Wusheng knew that the time left for him was very short, the amulet might fail at any time, and other high-level vampires might arrive at any time.

The recovery ability of the blood clan is invincible, and he and the blood clan prince are in conflict with one another.

The prince is level 80, and he is also level 80, but he is temporary and cannot continue.

After a few breaths, he had gone through a few tricks with the prince, and after finding out the gap between the enemy and ourselves, Wen Wusheng gritted his teeth and had no choice but to give up the plan to kill the blood prince.

Although he has a bit of the upper hand right now, with the prince's ability, he is definitely not something he can kill in a short time. Since he failed to kill him when he lured the prince to underestimate the enemy before, there will be no similar opportunities.

After all, the prince is not a fool, if he can be fooled once, it is impossible to be fooled a second time.

Go, take the count with you.There was only one thought in my mind.

"Count," cried the Prince.

The count paused for a moment and joined the battle.

The prince seems to be the only one who controls the earl, and he is not very skilled in using his abilities, so there is always a pause when he gives orders until the earl responds, instead of executing them immediately and without delay.

After the earl joined, the earl was level 77, and the prince was level 80. The battle turned abruptly, and Wen Wusheng fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

The Earl's move was fatal, Wen Wusheng concentrated on resisting it, and smiled wryly.

He practiced fighting with the earl day and night, and he knew every move and style of the earl very well, but he never thought that one day, the earl would really become his enemy.

What he learned back then has indirectly helped him now.

After using the amulet, Wen Wusheng's senses became sharper several times. He could hear the wind and the changes in the air. He knew that there were a steady stream of blood clansmen who knew that the prince was in danger and was rushing here. He also knew that there were quite a few of them. The ghost clan kept a close distance from here, ready to pick up any leaks at any time.

The prince made a killer move.

The blood sword was resisted by the prince, and it flew towards the earl behind him, with tremendous force, Wen Wusheng's heart jumped, and he hurriedly mobilized his thoughts.

According to the original trajectory, the blood sword should have stabbed straight at the earl's heart, but now it stopped at the position of his chest, dissipating [-]% of its strength, and only scratched his clothes, piercing slightly. off his skin.

A fight with no breathing room.

"Why didn't you kill me?" After a long time, the earl teleported to Wen Wusheng and asked in a cold voice.

Wen Wusheng never thought that he could still speak, his heart trembled, and he immediately said: "Follow me!"

"Why didn't you kill me?" There was a crack in the darkness in the earl's eyes, and a little doubt overflowed.

Then, his offensive slowed down.

He didn't understand that with the abilities shown by this human being, it was easy for him to get away, and he couldn't beat him himself. He would kill himself first, play by ear, kill the prince if he could, and run away if he couldn't. Whenever he wanted to injure himself severely, he would retract the sword a little.

"Why?" said the Count.

It seems that he is just being controlled, not a complete loss of character, he still has normal &#ee86 test ability, Wen Wusheng said with a smile: "A good man doesn't beat his wife."

Anger flashed in the earl's eyes: "You are courting death!"

The prince said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense with him! Kill him!"

While speaking, Wen Wusheng seized the opportunity, turned his direction, and swooped on the earl. The earl was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground, rolling several times on the ground, his brows were full of murderous intent.

Wen Wusheng grabbed his hand, imprisoned him with the power of the amulet, made him temporarily lose the ability to attack himself, and dragged him to teleport to flee.

It was only when he was really grasped that the sense of reality came to his face, his heart was slightly settled.

Behind him, the prince teleported to catch up, and said with a sneer, "Want to go offline? Don't even think about taking the earl to Bai Yusheng. I've already had someone forcefully shut down the game. You have no other choice but to die."

Wen Wusheng's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The prince has never been so embarrassed in hundreds of years. The last time he was so embarrassed was just the person in front of him. New and old hatred intertwined, and he was furious for a while.

He had woken up from the initial shock, and mocked: "You have been reincarnated, the current power does not belong to you, how long can you last?"

"This is my territory, where can you escape to? The ghost clan?" The prince sneered, "They should want to kill the count more than me, right?"

It would cost a huge price to be forced to shut down the server. Obviously, he has already feared the unknown to such an extent, and wants him to die at all costs.

Wen Wusheng ignored him, and dragged the earl to teleport.

The prince chased after him unhurriedly. He was at the same level as Wen Wusheng. He couldn't catch up with Wen Wusheng, and Wen Wusheng couldn't get rid of him. The distance is getting farther and farther.

But he was not in a hurry, and gloated behind him and said, "I have no problem with you taking the Earl with you, but it's really not a smart way. When your strength fails, he will kill you immediately."

The earl was restrained and could not move, and Wen Wusheng's eyes were full of killing intent.If this continues, things will indeed develop as the prince said.

Wen Wusheng pursed his lips and sneered back: "None of your business?"

The prince disagreed and said, "I just kindly remind you."

"Don't worry," Wen Wusheng replied lazily, "Isn't it impossible to get out? Then I will kill him and be buried with him before I die. Otherwise, if I am in a good mood, I can die at his hands."

The Earl was struggling, and Wen Wusheng was in such a situation, but for some reason, he felt a sense of hopelessness.

Looking at the cold and immobile earl, he suddenly felt a kind of joy of "you have today too". He took the earl's hand as a prank, and kissed the back of his white and clean hand lightly under the earl's murderous eyes: "baby, It’s so beautiful, it’s worth dying in your hands.”

"How dare you!!" The count's forehead was twitching with veins, and he probably wanted to tear up the man in front of him and pull him out to feed the little vampire.

Wen Wusheng: "I've already done that."

The prince smiled: "That's fine, whatever you want, I'm sure, don't say I can't fulfill you."

More and more blood races came from all directions, and Wen Wusheng felt the exhaustion of the power in his body, so he mobilized all the power to strengthen the teleportation, and distanced himself from the blood prince at all costs.

After a few moments of teleportation, the annoying blood prince finally disappeared, and Wen Wusheng was exhausted.

Earl: "You are courting death."

Wen Wusheng: "Yes yes yes."

Earl: "Do you know who I am?"

Wen Wusheng: "I know."

Earl: "You have the guts to kill me now."

Wen Wusheng: "No seed, no seed."

Wen Wusheng walked through the woods while perfunctory to the Earl. He was still standing, teleporting and teleporting, and gradually bent down. Just before falling to the ground, he inserted the blood sword into the soft ground, supporting the blood The sword continued to teleport.

The originally sober consciousness gradually became chaotic and heavy.

The farther away the better, you have to choose a comfortable place to die...

There was only one thought in his mind, Wen Wusheng gritted his teeth, and slashed his wrist severely with the blood sword.

Blood dripping.

The pain successfully awakened his brain. With a "bang", Wen Wusheng was powerless. He knelt on one knee with his sword in his hand, unable to get up for a long time. Tip whitish.

The count looked at him coldly.

The effect of the amulet was coming to an end, the severe pain was spreading in the limbs, the pain was already unbearable within a few seconds, Wen Wusheng panted deeply, better than nothing to relieve the severe pain, squeezed words with difficulty through the gap between his teeth: "The front is where?"

He didn't expect the earl to reply, but the earl said coldly, "Moonlight Lake."

Wen Wusheng was startled, then laughed, God was really kind to him.

Earl: "What are you laughing at?"

Wen Wusheng: "Baby, do you know that this is the place where you and I first met, it's not bad to die here."

The earl's eyes were still filled with despair, and he lost all normal emotions.

Wen Wusheng smiled, and didn't expect him to understand, it's good to have someone to talk with him at the moment, let alone his wife.

Wen Wusheng exhausted his last bit of strength, teleported for the last time, entered the range of Moonlight Pool, supported a tree, and let the gravity make his body slide down slowly.

In the end, he leaned his back against the tree trunk, held his sword, leaned his head on the tree, and gasped for breath.

He tilted his head and looked at the familiar mountain in front of him and the pool of water between the mountains.

The pool water is sparkling, reflecting a full moon, the moonlight is like water, and it is very quiet.Wen Wusheng looked up at the sky, only to realize that it was another full moon, exactly the same as when he first saw it.

He was a little satisfied. Looking at the pool, he seemed to be able to see the position of the moon in the water in a trance, and a beautiful woman with long black hair appeared.

The beauty has fair skin, long eyelashes drooping, and her eyes are full of moonlight, like the most expensive jewelry in the world.

"Why didn't you kill me?" The earl's voice was still without a trace of warmth.

Wen Wusheng said: "I said I like you, but I can't bear it."

Count: "I will kill you."

"Death is also death in the hands of others," Wen Wusheng said with a smile on his lips, "Okay, okay, it's the last moment, stay with me, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, and someone as infatuated as me should be worth ten thousand gold .”

"you dare!!"

With the last bit of strength, Wen Wusheng forced the count to sit down, pulled him into his arms, pinched his chin, and kissed him deeply under the count's furious eyes.

He clearly knew that this person didn't remember anything, but he didn't care too much. He was used to being unrestrained, free to come and go, and didn't like to force anything. He always lived in the present moment, and only wanted to be happy every moment.

He doesn't want to worry about many things, he only knows that what he does every moment is what he wants to do most.

Like now.

There was a hint of doubt and confusion in the earl's dark eyes again.

This kiss was gentle, slightly bitter, with heartache, endless nostalgia, and a little blessing, too complicated emotions, which made it difficult for the blood race who had never liked to use their brains to sort out.

For a long time, Wen Wusheng pressed his forehead and said in a low voice: "The prince is a villain, be on guard against him, Bai Yu is a good person, you can trust him and find a way to get away."

"If you really think of something in the future, don't be sad, I don't blame you, I am willing, I am very happy."

Wen Wusheng paused, and said with relief: "Wen Wusheng likes you very much."

The last sentence was like a spell, the earl's pupils shrank sharply, and his headache was about to split.

Wen Wusheng didn't notice the change in him, and said calmly: "Actually, I don't know why I like it so much. I didn't expect it and came here quietly. Looking back, it's a done deal."

Wen Wusheng thought of the dean saying that he was a red luan, the marriage line was good, and the worst ending would be to go to hell together, so he thought that the dean was a liar.

His mind was in a mess, he had a lot to say, but he said very little, and he didn't feel regretful, on the contrary, he felt that everything was just right.

"Baby, are you hungry?" Wen Wusheng said with a smile, "Would you like to have another bite while I'm still alive?"

The person beside him roared.

Wen Wusheng was startled.

The count broke away from Wen Wusheng violently, holding his head, looking very painful.

Wen Wusheng watched his expression switch between pain and indifference, he didn't know how to react for a moment, and a little warmth gradually surfaced in his heart.

It turned out that what he could hear, it turned out that he was still him, his earl, even if it was only a little bit, he was still his earl.

The pain on the earl's face gradually disappeared, and his expression returned to indifference, and the killing intent resurfaced, surging.

The footsteps in the woods were getting closer. Listening to the movement, there were at least seventy or eighty blood clans around here, and the blood clan prince probably caught up.

The moment the effect of the amulet was completely lost, the prince appeared and gave Wen Wusheng a mocking look: "Count, kill him."

The count nodded slowly, his thoughts moved slightly, the blood sword flew out of nowhere, stabbing at Wen Wusheng with lightning speed.

Wen Wusheng didn't close his eyes, he looked at the Earl with a smile, his eyes were as gentle as moonlight.

"Brother!!" Wu Yue, who was restrained by two blood races, screamed, "Brother!! Don't!! He is Wen Wusheng!!"

Many blood races could not bear to lower their heads.

The blood sword had already flown out, the earl belatedly raised his hand and touched his eyes, his fingertips were moist.

The count frowned, staring at his fingertips, feeling the wetness, what is this...?

The count looked at Wen Wusheng.

The next moment, without warning, Wen Wusheng's figure was enveloped by a dazzling white light.

It was as bright as the sun, and the low-level vampires who got close screamed in pain.

Wen Wusheng's brain was blank during the great change, he only felt that his wrist was so hot that the skin there was almost turning into water.

He heard a "click", the sound of the bracelet cord breaking.

The smooth small bones touched by him floated into the air one after another, playing a jigsaw puzzle, and within a few seconds, dozens of small bones were assembled into a long rib.

The rib that was as white as ivory flew towards the blood sword beside Wen Wusheng.

The blood sword was originally pitch black, when the ribs touched the blood sword, a strong red light flashed, and after a few breaths, the luster of the sword dimmed, and the blood sword turned into a bone sword intertwined with black and white.

Black is dark iron, white is ribs.

The blood prince realized that things had changed. At this time, he would not allow any accidents to happen, and said anxiously: "Quick! Kill Wen Wusheng!!"

The blood clan listened to the order and swarmed up. The earl was the closest to Wen Wusheng, stabbing at Wen Wusheng with his blood sword in his hand.

The tip of the sword was only a few centimeters away from Wen Wusheng's heart.

But the bone sword flew out suddenly and stabbed at the earl.

Time seemed to have stopped, and everyone's eyes widened and they held their breath.

"No!" Wen Wusheng shouted.

He heard the sound of the hunting wind, and heard a "pu chi", that was the sound of the bone sword piercing through the body.

People around gasped.

Wen Wusheng didn't know where to generate a little strength, supported the tree and struggled to get up from the ground, and staggered towards the count.

After being pierced by the sword, the dark light in the earl's eyes shattered little by little, and his face was as pale as paper.

Wen Wusheng rushed towards him.

Holding the blood sword, the count said weakly, "No life?"

Wen Wusheng looked at him suddenly, and said in a trembling voice, "What are you calling me?"

"What are you calling me?" His voice trembled even more.

The count squeezed the words through his teeth with difficulty: "It's me."

Wen Wusheng's heart trembled, and it took a long time before he dared to show a very shallow smile.

After the bone sword pierced through the earl, it turned into a tall phantom.

Everyone present was stunned, except the blood prince's eyes showed horror.

"Quick! Kill them quickly!!" His voice trembled uncontrollably.

That phantom looked exactly like the earl.

"Shi Xing, take him and follow me." Xu Ying said.

When Wen Wusheng realized it, he woke up calling him, half supporting the seriously injured Earl, and followed behind the phantom in the sky.

"Jump in." Xu Ying said standing by the moonlight pool.

Wen Wusheng and the Earl looked at each other and nodded.

There is no other way.

Behind him is the dark and boundless jungle, the murderous blood clan, the blood prince with a gloomy face, and in front of him is the bottomless moonlight pool.

Wen Wusheng gritted his teeth, the earl grabbed Wen Wusheng, and without hesitation, the two jumped into the moonlight pool.

Fall, fall again.