Wang Le looked at it calmly, and there was no longer any fear. The ominousness and weirdness in his heart appeared in this fresh human skin, as if it had disappeared with the wind. Copy URL visit: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d novel Chinese xiniqi

This is not like the grimace of Genghis Khan in the mausoleum under the desert, when he was frightened when he saw the fresh human skin of the genius in the coffin.

Because the fresh human skin in front of him with blood beads flowing was left by his mother.

"Why is this happening?" Wang Le murmured to the fresh human skin floating beside him.

He didn't expect such a strange and incomprehensible strange event to happen to his mother.

In Wang Le's impression, his mother is a very outstanding woman, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is so beautiful. It can be seen from her suitors back then.

Su Yunping, Mu Zhengnan, Jin Zhongxin, etc.

No matter how outstanding she is, she is just an ordinary woman who fights for the world. Compared with that generation of geniuses, Borjijin Temujin, who bent her bow and shoots the eagle, she is as small as a fireflies competing with the sun and the moon.

But even so, it cannot be intersected, and the two men, who have been separated by thousands of years, have an incredible intersection. It seems like they have escaped from the shell, leaving their own human skins, and they are fresh. They have not turned into ashes with the changing times and the years have changed into ashes

Wang Le said that he muttered to himself in confusion. Obviously, no one would tell him the answer.

"Is my mother still alive?" Wang Le had this thought in his heart and couldn't help but feel excited. Since such a strange thing happened, anything impossible became possible.

Although this may be very small, people always have unrealistic delusions, and Wang Le is obviously like this.

Just as Wang Le was thinking about it, the graceful and colorful human skin beads hanging on the side of her, which were flowing blood beads up and down, as if they were blown by the breeze and began to slowly sway, as if they were poured into their souls and were about to come back to life.

At this moment, Wang Le suffocated his breath and felt clearly staring at the pair of dark eye holes on his skinny face, emitting a heart-shaking sense of danger, as if he was going to be swallowed anytime and anywhere.

"Hiss" Wang Le had forgotten how many times he had sucked in the air conditioner, and was stared at by the eye holes of this human skin like a black vortex. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Wang Le, who came out of the sea of ​​blood, has always been extremely sensitive and familiar with murderous intent. At this moment, he felt the murderous intent of the human skin left by his mother in front of him, which was extremely strong.

"My life is over," Wang Le sighed and said in a sad tone.

At this moment, Wang Le was in a very complicated mood. If the fresh human skin in front of him was left by Genghis Khan or others, even if he was killed, he would have no complaints.

But this is his biological mother

The murderous intent came to his face, and Wang Le could feel a strange and invisible force covering his whole body, which made the muscles on his body tremble more and more violently. A stinging feeling of tearing appeared in the muscle pulling, as if the skin was cut by a sharp blade, inserted into the muscles and began to stir. This made Wang Le dream back to the past and re-experience the hell torture that he could not survive or die when he was trained in the army.

If it were others, he would have fainted from pain. Only a guy like Wang Le, who is as tough as steel, can still keep awake. Even though he keeps muffled and bloodshot from his orifices, he is still resisting tenaciously.

As the saying goes, there is great horror between life and death. But for Wang Le, he has long been accustomed to this great horror.

However, this time, Wang Le could not face the great horror that was in life and death calmly. In the final analysis, it was because her mother wanted to kill herself, even if it was just a human skin she left behind.

Time passed slowly, and Wang Le, who was shrouded in invisible and strange power, had blood mixed with black impurities in his meridians flowing out of his body's capillaries, making him turn into a bloody man.

Seeing this, the old man with white hair above became more and more frightened. He fell into madness and kept roaring, trying his best to break free from the constraints of this white light column.

But ideals are full and reality is skinny. No matter how the old man with white hair struggles, he is just like a live fish trapped by the fishing net. He ends up being covered in bruises and losing strength.

Wang Le's consciousness became more and more blurred. He bit his tongue to keep himself awake. His eyes looked like a ferocious beast, staring at this fresh human skin.

Suddenly, just when Wang Le thought he was dead, the invisible and strange power that enveloped him suddenly disappeared, and the murderous intent that was overwhelmingly retreated like a tide.

Before Wang Le could react to what was going on, the blood that wrapped around him suddenly peeled off, and then disappeared as if evaporated at high temperature.

At this moment, Wang Le's whole body turned white without a trace of blood. Just as the heart was about to stop beating due to excessive blood loss and was about to die, the pearls flowing on the human skin suddenly splashed out and fell on Wang Le's body, and then turned into blood strips like insects, drilled into the body from the pores and into the veins.

"ah"

Wang Le let out a painful roar. After the fresh blood beads penetrated into his body, his body temperature rose instantly. Wang Le felt as if he was burned by a raging fire and would be wiped out anytime and anywhere.

Just when Wang Le was in pain and suffering, he floated beside him, and the slowly floating human skin began to float upwards.

Soon, the human skin without blood beads floated in front of the white-haired old man like a graceful butterfly.

"I have experienced countless killing disasters in my life. The blood stained in my hands cannot be washed clean even if I poured all the water from all rivers and lakes. But today I actually encountered such a strange killing disaster. I am really unwilling to die."

The white-haired old man looked sour, and he murmured to himself as if he had given up resisting.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fresh human skin had already reached the white-haired old man's distance was only half a meter away.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man was covered with a layer of black light. At the same time, his mouth was opened, and a bloody blood turned into a blood arrow. He shot out from the lightning and flinched, and penetrated the fresh human skin opposite.

At the same time, the black light shrouded in the white-haired old man began to turn into fiery red, and began to burn like a ball of fire, as if it was about to burn off the white light columns surrounding him that bound him, thus creating a way out for himself.
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