Heartbreaker

The appearance of Luo holding up the scythe for the first time seems like a lifetime ago. It has been a long time since I saw my undead killing people so "reasonably".He was on the gray stone avenue, the blue flames were filled with pale coldness, and his dark eyes were like the gaze of death, so strange and full of romantic killing colors.And his obedience when he fell by my side gave me an unspeakable sense of relief.

A monster so powerful that he was mine, used by me, and followed me with all his heart.Satan, is there anything more wonderful than this.

But the beauty didn't last long.When he left Huapai Town, the scythe he swung was not so cruel and cold-blooded, but more doubtful and mournful, like a slaughter knife suddenly rolled.This made me feel restless and uneasy, and I began to force him to realize my purpose time and time again. By making him make a series of cruel choices, I determined his loyalty to me, and I will always be the only one in his heart.

He was born for me.

I didn't even hesitate to make him fall in love with me.

This is the happiest and worst decision I have ever made, and it is the most despicable to use other people's love to commit murder.I know too well what I am, a bastard who is rotten to the marrow, I only deserve to be with the maggots in the stinky gutter, and swear at the scorching sun viciously with other bedbugs who can't see the sun, peace of mind and happiness .

I was supposed to fend for myself, and deserved to die, but I pulled Lola into this stinking gutter, madly infatuated with his immaculate fragrance, and restless thinking that one day he would rebel against me, betray me, put on The disgusting face of most hypocrites, threatening to get rid of me as a scourge for the peace of the world.

I guess that's when my heart would break open.I can tolerate anyone beheading me, but I can't tolerate that person being Luo.

As long as you become as dirty as me, you won't leave me, and you will always store me in the very center of your heart, right?

"Hahahaha! Kill you!!"

Luo roared in the sky, screaming and screaming to destroy my brain.I struggled to get up from the cracks in the gravel, and there were clots of blood on my cheeks.I stepped on a fairly tall dangerous rock, looked far away, and saw shocking mountains of corpses in the sea of ​​blood.

The flames of the scythe split the stone building into scars, and the already crumbling house fell apart, overwhelming many people who were fleeing in panic below.I saw a man carrying an old man on his back, a woman pulling a child, running for their lives miserably under the threat of the undead. Either they were cut horizontally by the air waves, or they were crushed to death by falling rocks.Screams and howls enveloped this barren and desolate land, the night was fading, and the snow-colored sky was still as cold as dried paint.

I saw my undead flying in mid-air like a falcon, and the scythe expanded and contracted at will, scarring the earth over and over again, and I heard its overwhelmed wailing never stopped.The blue flames flickered on the haystacks, like a gluttonous feast of ghosts and ghosts, and the delicacies were corpses lying in a pool of blood.

Humans are so weak.

Including me, I am the most shameless and weak person.

"Hahaha! Is it dead? Is it dead? It's so vulnerable. It's so boring, so-no-boring-"

Seeing Luo laughing maniacally in the air, my palms were cold and I couldn't help but grab the hay-like strands of hair.Is this what I want?Is it really a cold and sharp dagger that I want to hold tightly in the palm of my hand?

The chaotic, suffocating noise almost drowned my throat, intending to engulf me further.I stared at the buildings that collapsed one after another, and stood up with force, wanting to leave Vulture City as soon as possible.If I continue to hesitate, I will be crushed to death like an ant.

"It's so boring..." Luo Zai held the giant scythe dejectedly in mid-air, and suddenly remembered something, with bloody smile on the corner of his broken lips, "Hey... where is the master? Where is my master..."

He seemed to have suddenly found a new purpose.The floating body was close to the ground, humming a little tune and looking for a certain figure among the ruins with a smile.He nimbly slid over the ruins of drooping debris, crawled in and out of the narrow and narrow gaps, and finally caught me behind a steep "rocky mountain" full of beams. .

"Owner--"

With a bang, I heard something popping in my ears, and at the same time, my chest hurt, like being hit by a buffalo.I spit out a mouthful of blood, and felt the weak life force surging in my body like a bud, and my hands almost subconsciously grasped the broad-bladed sickle on my chest.

"Hee hee..." Luo smiled while holding the handle of the knife, narrowing his eyes and said, "If the blade is thinner, you will die."

I exhaled, my chest filled with pain was about to explode, "Luo..."

"Owner……"

He smiled, and suddenly his face changed, the corners of his mouth twisted up in a ferocious and disgusted way, "Master... what is it?"

His every move was dizzyingly fast, the undead approached my cheek, and his slender and shapely fingers grabbed my neck forcefully.With a roar, I was held in place by him, and slapped him on the cheek reflexively——

"Hey..." Luo seemed to catch my fist with regret, bent a pair of dark eyes, put his chin on my fist with a smile, and pressed down on me bit by bit.

"Does it hurt..."

His gentle tone made me shudder.Aware of my resistance, he smiled intoxicatedly, and stroked my cheek with a cold hand, "Does it hurt...are you afraid..."

I bared my teeth, "You...go away..."

He tilted his head with a smile, "What?"

"roll……"

After I bit the last note, Luo's fist hit my nose so hard that I could even hear the howling wind of the fist.I snorted and felt two streams of nosebleeds dripping down, and my face was smeared with bright red blood by the undead.

"Let me think."

I was thrown to the ground and Luo stepped on my chest like a duck waiting to be slaughtered.He grinned those ugly lips and said, "You hit me, scolded me, lied to me, played tricks on me, laughed at me, and..."

He turned his head quietly, and said ambiguously to me, "Rape, rape, pass, me."

I sneered.On the other hand, he laughed heartily, grabbed my front, like picking up a stretchy doll, and rained down his fists on me.

"I always get revenge!"

The undead laughed, gnashing their teeth, full of hatred.I was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face. I fell to the ground in embarrassment, and I clung to the nearby stone pile without giving up, and ran forward stumbled.

"Hahaha, run, run! The farther you run, the better. I like to catch running prey and see their collapsed and desperate expressions!"

The undead laughed strangely behind my back, like a shadow that couldn't get rid of.I frantically sprinted through the ruins, but he ran up to me in the blink of an eye, grinned ferociously at me, and punched me in the abdomen.I fell several feet, hit several rocks, and was beaten to the bone by sharp rocks.

"Cough...cough..."

I fell to the ground exhaustedly, listening to the leisurely footsteps of the undead approaching, even though I had no knife or strength, I wanted to make the last resistance.I secretly grabbed a handful of crumbs, listened to the movement of Luo slowly squatting beside me, and waved sideways, trying to throw them into his eyehole——

"Chirp."

My hand, which was about to throw dust, froze in the air.Luo leaned forward and kissed me, his lips softly pressed against mine, rubbing gently.

But for a brief moment.

"You are really powerful, master."

While I was in a daze, "click", with a crisp sound, he sneered and twisted my wrist.There was a smile on the lips of the undead, but his brows and eyes were full of coldness.He looked at me fiercely, grabbed my severed wrist, and dragged me out of the ruins.

Panting for breath, I was randomly thrown into a corner by him, curled up with a body that was in pain as if it would burst in the next second.Luo put one hand on top of my head, and gathered a sickle with the other, and the sharp sharp blade touched my throat.

"Are you sad?" He smiled, "I know you love me, and I'm going to kill you now... Hahaha, what could make you sadder than me killing you with my own hands? You must be very sad now Be sad, your heart will die of pain, my master."

--pain.Damn, it hurts so much, where the heart is.

I said, "Sad? You crazy monster, I never loved you, what are you talking about sad?"

He grinned grimly, "You're being stubborn. You clearly love me, and thinking that I'll betray you and kill you, you're so sad that you almost died!"

--It hurts.Hold.

I said viciously, "Are you fucking insane? I love you? Just kidding, my whole heart is thinking about killing the dog emperor one day, where is your place? Don't think too highly of yourself. If you are a few words If you cheat with sweet words, it can only mean that you are a naive idiot."

His smirk suddenly turned into a roar, as if a line of defense was broken, "You lied to me! You lied to me! When you are sad, you want to kiss me. When you are upset, you want to hug me. When you are desperate, the first thing you think of is I!"

I sneered, "You can deceive yourself and others. But to me, you are nothing, not even an ant crawling on the ground..."

It was me who deluded myself.

Many times I would rather not know so clearly.I only think selfishly and simply that kissing Luo when I am sad is not seeking comfort but venting my desire | hugging Luo when I am uneasy is not confirming existence but intimidating control, thinking of my undead when I am desperate is not because he is the only floating on the side of the abyss Wood, but I want to use him to wreak havoc.

But I'll never tell him the truth, the other side of the coin, with my own mouth.I would rather this truth rot in my body with my filthy soul.

The red-haired Lemon Bone Spur doesn't need redemption, and would rather rot than need the sympathy and pity of others.

There is no need for love.

A love that is weak, blind, terrifying to the point of being almost invincible.

【Woo...】

A soft sob drifted into my ears, which made me stop cursing, and my eyes were dazed.The undead in front of him suddenly shed tears, but what flowed out from the eye holes was not transparent drops, but bright red blood.His lips were still grinning ferociously, but the faint crying voice did appear, and it surrounded me and him.

The undead stopped laughing after hearing the whimper.

"what……"

He smelled blood in the air, groped again, and found that it was blood dripping from his own eye hole.He looked puzzled at the little blood stained on his fingertips, and murmured, "What's going on..."

Luo pricked up his ears and looked around in confusion.

"Ah, yes." He suddenly lowered his head and said with a smile, "It's you who are talking. You make me feel so hurt."

As he spoke, he cut his chest cavity and tore out his heart with his hands.

****

I witnessed that horrible scene with my own eyes.

"Ugh..."

Like pulling out his pocket, Luo pulled out his whole hand into his skin bag, and took out a bloody, beating heart that was still contracting.The heart was white and rosy, like a round crystal bloodstone, with several bright and thick blood vessels connected from the head to the tail, tightly locked in his hand, as if crying.

【like……】

The undead squeezed his own heart with a smile, and squeezed the sticky soft flesh with the sound of sizzling water, "What did you say?"

The groaning of the meat was louder, though it was probably just the sound of water being squeezed.That little pitiful ball wriggled in Luo's palm, and I could even see the bulging blue-purple blood vessels, and the sound of blood flowing when the walls of the tubes were broken.

The heart of the dead is crying and screaming.

【like……】

【Lemon...】

【I love...Lemon...I love him...】

【Don't... hurt him... Please...】

"What?" Luo laughed until his shoulders trembled, "You idiot."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth ferociously, let out a roar, gathered his five fingers together, and twisted his heart tightly!The meat ball screamed, like a pudding that shrunk and melted, viscous body fluids dangled from the palm of the undead, tremblingly turning into a pool of blood.

"Damn it!" Luo yelled at the puddle of blood on the ground, throwing his dying heart to the ground, "I don't have love! Damn it, I don't have love!"

【…】

I looked dizzily at the weak and crystal clear heart.It was still trembling and crying, lost its warm blood, curled up into white folds as if afraid of the cold.

I looked at it, stretched out my hand, and wanted to hold it in the palm of my hand, but the undead stepped on my arm.

"Hehehe, this looks much better..."

The undead smiled viciously, brushed off the dust from the heart, and stuffed it back into his chest.I watched helplessly as my weeping heart was covered with healing skin and returned to my cold body.

I didn't warm it, I didn't respond to it, I didn't even touch it.

"Well……"

The muffled sound of flesh and blood being torn apart sounded in my abdomen, and the corners of my lips overflowed with blood. When I turned my head, the undead was holding a small sickle in his hand, and grinningly cut open my flank.

"When you woke me up..." he murmured, his tone full of nostalgia, "that's how you did it..."

"Well--"

My painful moan was heavier, panting and struggling like a fish in a rut.The blood quickly soaked through my dirty clothes, and Luo took a mouthful of his own blood, and as he gently entered my mouth, he reached for the slit in my abdomen.

"Don't be afraid, my master..."

The blood of the undead wetly glued our lips together, I gasped and let him pour the blood into my mouth.

"You won't die so soon. If you're dead, why should I play?"

I was pressed to the ground by him, and my blood-red eyes were so dry that I was about to shed physiological tears.The undead has sent a hand into the gap in my side, wandering between my viscera and bones.

"Be patient, dear master..." He whispered with his lips intoxicated, "Let me put an arm in, fiddle with your lungs, let me listen to the mournful piano music from your chest..."

I had nothing but gasping for breath, enduring the severe pain like a tearing wound, pressing his arm to stop his intrusion, but to no avail.Seen from behind, our embracing figures are like a pair of intimate lovers.

The gentle voice of the undead echoed in my ears, "Master, are you in pain?"

"..."

"Since it hurts so much, when you treat me like this..."

He looked directly at the deserted stone ruins and the desolate corpses in front of him, and said softly, "Have you ever thought that I actually feel very painful?"

"..."

His wrist also came in, and the blood in Du's mouth almost choked me to death.I twitched my body, clutching his skirt tightly with the remaining strength.He stared at my distorted facial features and said with a smile, "Look at your appearance, it's really ugly."

He finally took the bloody arm out of me, and gently applied the blood of the undead to my wounds.My face was pale, and my whole body was covered in cold sweat from excessive blood loss, without any warmth at all.Ro hugged me, and that cold body only made me feel worse.

"The master awakens the undead, possesses him, and makes him obey... If the master can possess the undead, why can't the undead possess the master?"

I shook my cold and weak body, and let him lay me flat on the ground.My undead gently stroked my sweaty forehead hair, printed a kiss on my cold forehead, bent down, and whispered in my ear:

"I'll kill you."

****

A wave of air split open in the air, crushing the rocks around me!Sharp debris splashed everywhere, and Luo slowly brushed away the crushed stones, hugged me in his arms, and stared at the quietly standing figure behind him.

"Ro."

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the silent figure of the female undead emerged.

She raised her eyes, bitterness and sadness welled up in her sharp pupils, facing the grinning undead in front of her, she slowly raised the blue-white scythe in her hand, "I didn't want you to wake up."

"After all, when you wake up and realize what you've done...you're bound to be devastated and heartbroken."

She shook her head and said painfully, "But not letting you wake up... is also a kind of pain. For you, it is a deeper pain..."

"Ah, I remember you."

Luo impatiently interrupted the female undead's soliloquy, let go of me, moved her neck, and smiled ferociously at the corner of her mouth, "You are in the old castle of Faint Vine, you made me miserable."

The faint blue flames condensed in the palms of the undead in an instant, like ants on honey, swarming and gathering continuously.Luohaha smiled and lifted up the scythe with five sharp blades, the blade was covered with skulls, and twined with lightning-like sharp light, the bright blade reflected the face of the female undead.

He exclaimed happily, "Mine are better than yours!"

The female undead stared at the soaring blue light on the opposite side, suppressed her sad mood, calmly deployed all her strength, and condensed into an unbreakable wall of light.Luo didn't move at all, just smiled and watched the other party's light spots condense, and with a whoosh, twisting blue flames rose from behind the black cloak, surrounding the leaden white clouds like milk lumps, covering the entire cold sky.

The female undead looked up, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and the palms that gathered the flames were trembling nervously.

Her bluish-white flame, in front of the blue flame of the other party, is just a drop in the ocean, a drop in the ocean.

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