Evil Doctor [Quick Transmigration]

The moonlight is endless, and the snow is cold.

Gentle snowflakes are flying all over the sky, falling under the dim yellow street lamps, weaving a dense net.

The blood, filth and crime that live in the net.

In order to completely hide his breath, Bai Ze did not use the fire spell to regulate his body temperature.

A layer of soft snowflakes fluttered on the jet-black hair and sparse eyelashes, and a layer of mist formed on the thin lenses.

He squinted his eyes slightly, his overly long eyelashes and the end of his eyes were in a thick stroke, and his light brown pupils were full of silvery coldness.

The body temperature of the vampire is lower than the air temperature, but the color of the lips is naturally rosy, as if stained with crimson blood at any time, so there is a touch of warmth in the world.

He opened his mouth and breathed out a mouthful of Frost:

"Time stands still!"

The biting cold wind was summoned, shaking the branches of the big trees and rolling up thousands of piles of snow foam.

The pitch-black sky was stained with a smear of blood, pressing down gloomyly, almost pressing down on the top of the person's head.

Between the wind and snow, a large number of gray and black shadows gradually emerged.

The sky and the earth change color, and all ghosts cry together.

There were miserable whimpers everywhere.

Majestic power roared out from Bai Ze's body, sweeping in all directions in an instant.

After time passed a certain node, it stopped suddenly.

The snowflakes that had just been blown into the air stopped suddenly, and even the thin and long hexagonal ice edges could be clearly distinguished.

The sobbing ghost cry also disappeared.

Everything in the world stopped.

The faces of all the evil spirits froze with ferocious expressions, their huge mouths were open, and their long and thick fangs were still nailed to the corpse.

A series of thick blood droplets suspended in the air, like a refined photo taken with a delay.

Or, like a silent horror movie frame.

The current Dream Amusement Park is a small isolated world, and it doesn't take too much energy to stop all this.

Bai Ze didn't dare to delay for a second, quickly entered the hall, took out a pineapple XXL, swept across the twenty victims by the wall and Qiu Yu who was hanging from the beam, and ordered in a deep voice: "Rescue the hostages."

Pineapple XXL: [Understood. ]

Hearing this answer, Bai Ze's hanging heart finally fell. Fortunately, the pineapple XXL bound to him was not affected by the ability.

Otherwise, he really didn't have the confidence to turn 21 people into dolls at the same time in such a short period of time.

The pineapple XXL projected 21 green light nets, respectively wrapping 21 victims who were haggard like puppets.

Bai Ze let go of the pineapple XXL, and it emitted a faint warm light, obediently suspended in the air.

Bai Ze tightened his grip on the sword, jumped forward, and cut Qiu Yu's thick hemp rope with lightning speed.

As soon as the rope was broken, the 21 optical nets surrounding the victims shrank, shrinking and shrinking.

"receive!"

With a single command, the tails of the twenty optical nets twisted into a thread, and twenty palm-sized minifigures flew back, falling under the buttocks of Pineapple XXL, like a string of huge mobile phone chains.

Gao Leng's Pineapple XXL01 replied: [The rescue was successful. ]

The function of rescuing hostages is similar to that of arresting prisoners, but the optical network will not emit electromagnetic waves that can harm hostages.

Bai Ze stretched out his left hand, and closed his palm towards Pineapple XXL.

The pineapple XXL fell into his palm obediently.

Holding the warm body, Bai Ze briefly issued the second command: "The hostages should enter a deep sleep state."

The 21 victims closed their eyes in response, went into hibernation, and were put into the system space by Bai Ze.

The moment he withdrew from the system space, a huge barbed tongue flew towards his door.

Thick and throbbing meridians covered the tongue, stained with foul-smelling sticky saliva, and two prongs protruded from the tail, which had the same shape as a snake letter.

Fast, powerful, like a cannonball.

If he is licked by this tongue, it is estimated that every layer of flesh and blood in his body will be cut off.

Bai Ze turned sideways to dodge the attack, and at the same time swiftly pulled a sword flower. Silvery white flames danced on the blade, and amidst the flashes of cold light, cut off the fat tongue that brushed against his shoulder.

The Horned Faceless Monster let out a painful roar, and rolled back the remaining tongue, and a dark red turbid liquid sprayed out from the broken part of the tongue, splashing like splashing ink.

Bai Ze raised his hand and opened an arc-shaped curtain of fire to block the pouring blood.

The flames burst forth.

In an instant, he devoured the half of the broken tongue to nothing left.

Holding the sharp sword that was licking blood, Bai Ze looked up at the horned faceless monster on the main seat.

I saw a dark flesh-colored mouthpart on that guy's fuzzy fleshy face, and the tongue protruded from the big hole.

The root is no more than the thickness of a fist, and the mucous membrane is very thin, which can be clearly seen. The blue blood vessels throbbing violently in the middle become thicker and thicker as they go outward, and finally become huge.

It roared, its mouthparts opened wider and wider, and slowly sucked the severed tongue back into its mouth.

After the mouthparts were closed, its fleshy face without facial features became extremely distorted due to anger—like a cup of coffee with whipped cream.

It was wearing a huge black cloak, and everything else was tightly wrapped in the cloak, without an inch of skin exposed, it was difficult to tell what it was.

But it is obviously very sharp, so that it can attack at the first time when the time stop ability ends.

And now, it was irritated by the smell of blood in its mouth.

It stretched out a pitch-black, scale-covered claw, and swung it fiercely at Bai Ze, several black winds roared and galloped out.

The evil spirits who had been watching seemed to have received some kind of signal and suddenly moved.

The red light in their pupils is getting redder and flickering frequently, making a loud noise, raising their huge shiny claws, like countless out-of-control red-eyed praying mantises, crazily pounced on Bai Ze.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to compare it to locusts-the movement is too loud, as if countless ghosts are coming from all directions.

Although the horned faceless monster has no expression, it is exuding the message "I am very proud" all over its body.

Maybe because Bai Ze looked too human, and the curse of rebirth suppressed the evil energy in his body, it didn't realize that he was a real vampire.

It couldn't tell his identity, so it just ignored it.

No matter what it is, what it looks forward to most is to see the picture of this ignorant guy in front of him being torn apart.

It must be exciting.

The expression on Bai Ze's face was indifferent, and his handsome face reflected the dim phosphorous fire in the hall, which made people feel a trace of tranquility and peace.

The hand holding the sword hangs down, as if he has no sense of this level of scene, all emotions are hidden behind the frosted lenses, and he looks defenseless.

The noise made by the evil spirits was too loud, so no one noticed that the sword in his hand vibrated slightly and made a clanking sound.

As the vanguard, a tall and thin evil ghost with a haggard face took the lead in picking up a huge chair, raised his hands high, and threw it straight in Bai Ze's direction.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Ze no longer knew when he appeared behind the "Pioneer".

The corners of his lips were bent, and his slender and powerful finger bones grabbed the tall and thin evil ghost's slender neck, which looked like a piece of dried lotus root, at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

The accident happened too fast, and before the tall thin evil ghost had time to react, he heard a "crack"—his neck bone was broken in the hands of the living Hades.

It has been an evil spirit for so many years, and has never felt pain again, but at this time it really felt severe pain, a pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Cold flames sprang out from Bai Ze's fingertips, drifted over the evil spirit's body, rose upon seeing the wind, and engulfed it completely in an instant.

A miserable howl echoed in the hall for a long time, piercing the eardrums, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Bai Ze turned a deaf ear to the wailing, and tightened his hand holding the Wenrun sword hilt. He raised the sword flat to his chest, put his two fingers together, and wiped across the thin sword surface.

Where the fingertip passed, a bright thin line appeared, like a gun, bringing up a flowing silver-white flame.

The dancing flames illuminated his cold brows, which were full of hostility.

He uttered a cold and clear voice, every word came from his heart:

"Chao, Ru, Gu, Hun!"

As soon as the voice stopped, the sword edge swept out, accompanied by a long scream, silver-white flames and sword energy, and cut off the heads of the evil spirits who rushed towards him with one sword.

The flames tore open the bodies of the evil spirits, burning their sinful souls, and there were endless screams for a while.

They screamed and turned into fine soot and disappeared in the wind.

After these evil spirits died under his sword, more evil spirits emerged densely, rushing into the hall one after another, like straw after stubble, and there was no end to harvesting.

Anyway, the victims are now safely staying in the system space, counting the time, backup is already on the way.

Bai Ze unhurriedly slashed at the evil spirits, watching their broken bodies being washed by the flames and becoming clear.

Finally disappeared into the world.

After several times like this, the seemingly endless ghosts became less and less, and their size became smaller and smaller, and their malice became weaker and weaker.

Some of them can't even be transformed into entities, only revealing gray-black soul bodies.

Because of harvesting a large number of evil spirits, the flames on the sky thunder thorn blade shot up very high.

Bai Ze gently rubbed his fingertips on the hilt of his sword, looking critically at this wave of ghosts.

They looked weak, like passers-by who were temporarily drawn into a group fight.

The evil spirits who caught his sight all shuddered and staggered back.

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows—there are vulnerable groups among the evil spirits?

Anyway, let's clean it up.

Even if it looks weak now, staying here will lead to disaster sooner or later.

It's better to send them to reincarnate.

When Bai Ze was cleaning up the evil spirits, the Horned Faceless Monster had been watching the show with great interest and did not intervene. He could only think that this guy was very conceited—it thought that even without an accomplice, it could easily get rid of Bai Ze .

After cleaning the last wave of soldiers, Bai Ze glanced sideways at the bald commander on the main seat, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, as if asking him silently: "Is it exciting? Is it exciting?"

There are even more exciting things.

The bones lying on the "dining table" are already cold, what Bai Ze can do is to send all these evil spirits to the gate of hell, so as to comfort the children's spirits in heaven.

Although this is not his jurisdiction, since the case has been handed over to him, he cannot allow others to be presumptuous.

When Bai Ze looked at it, it seemed to be staring at Bai Ze.

A straight, cold and sticky gaze.

Reminiscent of some kind of reptilian cold-blooded animal.

Even if a venomous snake doesn't bite you, it will make you feel extremely uncomfortable just coiled on a tree, staring at you with its vertical eyes wide open.

After a long time of "looking at each other" like this, Bai Ze raised the sword in his hand.

He keenly noticed that the smell in the air had changed.

A rancid smell mixed with a bit of bitter and strange fragrance slowly permeated.

Like a corpse-scented flower slowly blooming.

There is a mouthpart on the face of the Horned Faceless Monster, and a flesh-pink tongue of normal size rolled out, licking the small protrusion representing the lips, and uttered a low and hoarse voice with a smile: "Heh ,interesting."

This guy can talk!

To be able to plan such a big murder and still hide it until now is really not a waste.

It raised its scaly claws and cut the skin on its forehead with its sharp nails, all the way to its chin.

Not a drop of blood seeped out.

Immediately afterwards, it raised its claws, pushed aside the slit on its face, and pulled it out fiercely.

As the thick skin slowly peeled off, the "horned faceless monster" gradually revealed its true colors.

It, or he, had an unusually handsome face.

From the forehead to the chin, it is outlined by one stroke, the outline is crisp, and the shade is suitable.

His hair is very light, slightly long, and somewhat curly, messily pinned behind one ear, the tails of his eyes raised high, a pair of golden vertical pupils, and a pair of underdeveloped horns, showing his non-human identity.

Not a demon, not a demon, or both.

The large piece of skin fell down with the black robe, and melted into a pool of blood and flesh, dripping all over the ground.

He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of field boots. He dragged a long black tail that looked like a snake and a lizard. Laughing, pointing at Bai Ze, he said, "Your skin is not bad, I want it."

Looking at his domineering face, Bai Ze involuntarily twitched his eyebrows.

What's up with this "it's your pleasure to see you, just wash it off and peel off the skin for me" attitude?

Is this guy a transvestite?

Bai Ze looked at his eyes like caring for a mentally handicapped person, so he swung his sword: "If you have the ability, just take it."

"That's what you said!" The horned monster tipped its toes and rushed towards Bai Ze's attack.

The horned monster was very fast, dodging the flames in a few flashes, its right arm turned into a sharp blade, and slashed at Bai Ze's face with icy strength.

Bai Ze stared intently, and the horned monster's movements, which seemed to be too fast to catch, slowly unfolded in his eyes.

He moved to the left and leaned back slightly. While avoiding the blade, his cold finger bones held the horned monster's left hand and folded it fiercely behind him.

With a flash of his figure, he suddenly appeared behind the horned monster, and his other hand tightly grasped the back of the horned monster's neck bone.

The last part of the finger is bent, touching the jumping artery, in a violent and fatal posture.

In a duel, once the opponent's speed is faster, it is a deadly threat.

For the Horned Monster, Bai Ze is such a threat.

After the nape of fate was pinched by someone else, the horned monster realized belatedly that he had seriously underestimated the opponent's strength.

Silver-white flames emerged from Bai Ze's palm, turning into a rope, wrapping around the slender neck of the Horned Monster, and spreading downward.

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a trace of fear for no reason.This reminded him of the fear that went deep into his bones when he was nailed into the ground by hundreds of diamond nails a long time ago.

The fire burned the soul with pain, and the horned monster also understood it at this time, and he clenched his back molars tightly to prevent himself from howling.

Could it be that this time, it can only stop here?

I'm not reconciled, the Horned Monster thought to himself.

He has been in the dark underground for too long.

Every scale on the body longs to be bathed in the radiance of freedom.

If you are not free, you might as well die.

As soon as this idea appeared, large golden totems immediately appeared on the skin of the horned monster, and the bluish-white blood vessels were dormant under the skin, agitating violently.

There was a tyrannical expression on his face, and the light in his golden pupils soared.

Black scales gradually appeared on the face, and the underdeveloped horns became harder and harder.

A savage force has awakened from within the horned monster, and it is on a rampage to break free of its restraints.

Ready to tear Bai Ze, or this world apart.

After noticing the abnormal change of the horned monster, Bai Ze's heart shuddered, and his face was terribly cold.

He freed one hand and grasped it in the air, and a silver-white magic rope suddenly appeared.

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