At this time, however, Ye Qian has written the second word.
sea
A cool breeze drilled in from Li Shengge.
"Come again!"
Li Shengge is furious and will be culled.
But before he could move, suddenly the wind roared and he almost became unstable.
The moist breath mingled with the smell of blood got into his nostrils.
There is already a feeling of liquid flowing in his feet.
"It’s just a fantasy. Is that all you have?"
Li Shengge opened his eyes with a big drink.
Eyes flashing with red.
He has turned into a sea around him, and this sea is red.
That’s blood.
No wonder my feet felt so sticky just now.
The sea of blood kept rising and soon came to the waist of Li Shengge.
He raised his palm, and his heart was full of blood.
Qiwang w w w q i s u w a n g
"You said blood was your favorite thing and you enjoyed it."
"Then enjoy it."
Ye Qianyin came from all directions.
"It’s just an illusion!"
"I will kill you when I get out!"
Li Shengge roared, then he closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.
If you want to meditate, you will be able to get out of this dreamland!
The sea of blood is still rising slowly
Gradually buried his nose.
Strong scent of blood and suffocation hit hard.
Li Shengge’s efforts to appease his emotions are hallucinations and have no lethality.
But the sense of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger!
He’ll really die if he goes on like this!
Li Shengge finally couldn’t help yelling, spewing out a lot of bubbles and then struggling to swim towards Xuehai.
However, no matter how he swims, he can’t break free and reach the surface.
A kind of despair breeds in the bottom of my heart and spreads rapidly
Panic, anger, discomfort, regret and fear are intertwined, which makes him smell death.
Eventually he will lose consciousness.
"Hua!"
Li Shengge fell to the ground and felt the long-lost freshness.
"You said you tortured others to know what despair was like."
"Do you know now?" Ye Qian said coldly.
Li Shengge lay on the ground and gasped slightly.
Now he is too exhausted to say a word.
But Ye Qian started writing again.
And this time it’s two words.
"I swore to bring you to justice."
"I think it might be the best way to let you die in your favorite thing."
Ye Qian wrote the last stroke with a brush in his hand.
"fox spirit"
No one knows what the scene is like in Li Shengge’s eyes.
But his performance was chilling.
Sometimes laugh, sometimes cry, sometimes face the wind, sometimes fear and beg for mercy.
He laughed and tore off his clothes, but his fingers scratched his body with blood.
He cried and said he was sorry, but he broke his toes and smashed his kneecap with his own hands.
"That’s enough! ！”
Tower Li tassel finally unbearable roar a way