After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 12 Qiu Yu (4)

The blood was falling, and the fishy wind was blowing.

Peiyu stretched out her hand, and black blood dripped from her fingertips and splashed on the moist soil, smashing a small hole.

The girl in front of her was covered in blood and weeping deliberately.

Pei Yu stood quietly in the rain of blood, thinking of the day when she goodbye Sui Han.

At that time, they had not seen each other in a hundred years.

Every magical land.

The sky is gloomy, and a blood moon hangs over midnight.

The grass is declining and the rain is red.

Several disciples of Saint Zhuang are fighting with a succubus.

This monster’s cultivation base has reached the Yuan Ying, not only has superb mana, but also proficient in the method of charm. Many disciples are suddenly bewitched while fighting, and become succubus puppets.

Flesh and flesh fly, and the situation is terrible.

Seeing that the saint Zhuang was about to lose, a woman in white slowly walked up in the rain of blood.

“Friend Fairy! I will kill this charm with us…” The light in the eyes of the person seeking help faded, revealing a look of disappointment, and immediately changed his mouth: “Friend Fairy, go! This succubus is so powerful, we can’t take care of ourselves.”

What came from the rain of blood was not a Nascent Soul Power, a predecessor from the world, but a girl with a knife hanging from her waist.

People are nothing but gold cores; knives are nothing but inferior products.

The girl walked over without expression. The hand, which looked like white jade, was carefully carved on the handle of the knife.

“Friends fairy! Be careful!”

The succubus stretched out thousands of flowers and pierced the girl like an octopus. The huge shadow obscured the sky and covered her body.

Sui Han exclaimed: “It’s her!”

Zhang Ru wiped the blood on his face and asked, “Junior sister, do you recognize her?”

Sui Han was about to speak, and the disciples around him who were watching the situation suddenly opened their mouths.

The knife is light and cold, like flakes of snowflakes, eloquent.

The sturdy branches like huge trees were chopped into several sections, smashed from the sky, flowers and leaves fell, and dust rose.

The face of the white-clothed girl remained unchanged, and behind her was billowing smoke and dust, indifferent and indifferent, covered in blood.

One knife per person.

People are nothing but gold cores; knives are nothing but inferior products.

Zhang Li bowed and said, “Thank you for your help. Dare to ask the name of the friend?”

There was no emotion in the girl’s eyes, just like an ancient well without waves, a withered and dead tree. She didn’t even stay for a while, she still walked by the disciple of Shengrenzhuang step by step.

“Peiyu!” Sui Han called, “Do you remember me?”

Peiyu turned a deaf ear.

For a time, many people looked shocked and looked at the girl in an incredible way.

“She is Peiyu? Is that the Peiyu who saved Wufangcheng alone?”

“So young? But why has she never participated in the sword test competition?”

…

Suihan asked the people of Shengrenzhuang to wait, and then trot behind the girl, “Peiyu, I am Suihan, have you forgotten?”

“Thank you for saving us. Actually, I wanted to say sorry to you for a long time. When I was young, I used to…”

Peiyu turned around suddenly.

She looked at Suihan’s three-point similar face, remembering what the village chief said when she was about to die, her lips were slightly pursed, and a trace of complexity appeared in her eyes.

Sui Han was overjoyed, “At that time, I never changed things, and treated you badly. Since entering the Sage Mansion, I have often confessed myself. Whenever I think about it, I feel guilty and guilty.” She said, she bowed to Peiyu, “I I want to pray for your forgiveness.”

Quietly for a while, Peiyu opened her lips, her voice was cold, “You are not the fault of your parents.”

The fault of the parents is not as good as the son.

Peiyu has always thought so, not to mention that this person is her half-sister and her only relative in the world.

But if she knows everything in the future…

Between the next thoughts, it was already a lifetime.

“Don’t worry,” Peiyu looked down at the girl who only knew crying, and took a step closer, “I won’t kill you. If I kill you, I won’t even have a family member in this world.”

Sui Han stayed away like a snake and scorpion, crying: “Who is a relative of this **** with you? You go, you go!”

“Actually, I have never understood why so many people would help you.” When thinking about her previous life, Pei Yu couldn’t help frowning. Although the friendship between her and Suihan was not as good as the rumors, but she also slept with her feet and stayed with her to fend off the enemy.

In her memory, Sui Han seemed to be born as the darling of the heavens. Unlike myself, he always has to bleed his head, bruise all over his body, and fight with fate to win a ray of life in the endless abyss.

Sui Han is like a child of destiny.

“Son of Destiny?” Pei Yufeng raised her eyes, shuddering all over, her robe rose up without wind, and the rain of blood became more and more raging.

The way of heaven is unfair, how unfair is the way of heaven!

She flipped her hand, the blood atomized into a thread, pouring in from the seven orifices of the cold. Sui Han’s body shook slightly, and his expression suddenly became confused.

This technique is called Lost Heart, which can control the mind and mind, and it is the unique secret technique of Qianhan Palace.

It was this technique that Sui Han used to secretly perform on her when she was unprepared.

The conditions for the use of Fanxin are extremely harsh, and it is reasonable to say that Suihan can’t control her anyway. But for some reason, the Palace Master of Qianhan Palace, who had always avoided the world, actually shot her personally.

At that time, Peiyu could kill the Nasal Infant with the golden core, and kill the corpse king with a single blow.

But she was nothing more than an ant in front of the power of transforming gods.

What can she do?

She could only watch her personally hurt Master, watch her stealthily out of Wuhua, watch her ruin Gushan step by step.

Later, when she crawled out of the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns and destroyed the Heavenly Dao Sect, when she was about to kill Suihan, Palace Master Qianhan came out to stop her.

But she is no longer the ant of yesterday.

She lost her mind, and then peeled off the skin and bones of the Qianhan Palace Master, crushed her soul and smashed her white clothes with blood.

Sui Han suddenly laughed, “Hahaha, what if you killed me, you still lost!”

“This time, I won’t lose again.” Peiyu improved his fascination and manipulated it with blood fog.

She leaned down, met the girl’s godless eyes, and said slowly: “You have encountered blood fog.”

Sui Han murmured: “I encountered blood fog.”

“Parents and relatives are dead, you escaped by chance.”

“My parents and relatives are all dead, I escaped by chance.”

“Only you survived.”

“Only I survived.”

“Alright.” She patted Sui Han’s head, and slowly retreated into the blood mist with Hua Niang.

Sui Han sat on the ground in a daze. After a few breaths, she looked around in a panic as if she was waking up from a dream, and then ran out in a hurry.

The village chief’s body lay on the ground, tripping her down. She got up and looked down at the corpse, with a strange look in her eyes, “Why is there such a big stone here?”

Peiyu smiled and watched the girl leave.

Son of Destiny?

I will take your luck, steal your chances, kill your nobles, and ruin your life.

Peiyu pointed upwards and gently squeezed.

Sui Han managed to escape from the bleeding and fog, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her heart. She fell to the ground with cold sweat on her face, curled up like a shrimp.

The Son of Destiny, this life is just a puppet in my hands, Peiyu smiled crookedly, walked to the village chief’s corpse, picked up the viewing mirror, whistled for the scalper, and slowly left this ghost village.

The blood mist is like a tide, and the dead mountain is a sea of ​​blood.

The girl with a ghost mask hanging on her waist and a red carp on her neck, sitting on the back of the cow, with her head resting on her hands, looking up at the endless rain of blood, she suddenly whispered a nursery rhyme—

“A person with a mouth, two eyes and four legs…have been my ghosts.”

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