Straws of black mist surged from Ai Hui's whole body, and continued to penetrate into She Yu's beating heart along her fingertips.

The fresh heart beats more and more happily. It is like a monster that can never fill its stomach, greedily swallowing and sucking every wisp of black mist. As the number of black mist swallows continues to increase, its beating sound is also changing, becoming more powerful and shorter, from "puff puff puff" to "buff buff buff", and it looks like a skin drum being beaten hard inside.

The rich black mist surrounding Ai Hui became much thinner, and his body was exposed again.

Suddenly, Ai Hui's body trembled.

She Yu's beating heart seemed to be frightened and immediately stopped. After a breath, it began to beat again, jumping faster and more powerfully, like a wild beast fighting for its own food.

Under the lingering black mist, Ai Hui was still motionless like a sculpture. His bare skin looked sickly pale, and suddenly, a blue vein burst and raised. It was twisting, like a black earthworm as thick as a little finger trying to drill out from under the thin film. Then blood vessels burst and raised, and the smooth skin seemed to be densely covered with gullies in the blink of an eye, looking very terrifying.

KAKAKAKA.

The bones all over the body were moaning, as if an invisible big hand was holding him tightly.

Blood vessels emerged and prominently appeared throughout Ai Hui's body, and even his cheeks, corners of his eyes, and forehead were covered with dense blue "earthworms". Ai Hui's face was not as handsome, but it was extremely ugly at this time.

His body trembled like a sieve, as if countless monsters were roaring and howling inside his body.

Bang, the cheeks under the eyelids suddenly burst, as if they were scratched by a sharp blade, and a faint blood mark sprinkled out, turning into a slender red blood mark.

This sound was like a signal.

Papa, blood marks kept appearing on Ai Hui's body, as if countless invisible blades were flying and rotating around him, cutting his body.

The slender blood marks were densely packed, looking like a red spider web.

Ai Hui's face covered with fine bloodstains showed pain. He opened his mouth wide, but he could not make any sound.

His eyes became turbid and the color began to lighten, like a pool of turbid yellow mud water. The yellow mud water gradually became clear, as clear as yellow gems, and the almond-shaped pupils looked extremely cold, reminiscent of cats and snakes.

The black hair began to grow wildly, like a vine that spreads wildly, and in a blink of an eye it reached the waist. The nails of the ten fingers also grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. They became as thick and sharp as wolf claws, as dark as ink.

Even She Yu's heart was deeply scattered by the nails that grew. It was like a tough balloon, although it was a bit deformed, but it was unscathed.

The metallic liquid gushed out from the dense and slender blood marks and spread along his skin, forming pieces of scale armor. They shone brightly and layer by layer, covering Ai Hui's whole body, like fish scale armor covering his whole body.

Ai Hui's premonition is often very accurate.

"This is a secret that is not passed on. Blood power is a poison to the body, and the body will repel all poisons. But as long as these gates are opened, all rejection will disappear. Your body is like an unpreserved castle. Welcome the blood power and accept it fundamentally. If you die without exploding your body, you can become a true blood cultivator! How desirable!"

The rolling black fog gradually became thinner, but the vicious words were like poisonous arrows, shooting towards Ai Hui.

"Please don't care about the ugliness of appearance. At that time, I wanted to build the strongest body. Why did I merge the blood of all beasts? Collect their essence and advantages. The sharpest minions can see through the eyes of thousands of miles, the invulnerable fur, and step on the soles of mountains. Oh, and there is also the soul of a sword body."

“What a wonderful picture!”

"Oh, please don't compare with those half-baked blood cultivators. You are a real blood cultivator. Your unparalleled desire for blood and your heartfelt hatred for Yuanli are enough to make them feel ashamed."

"The companions I once loved stood in front of you and told you my heart, but the tempting smell they emit, oh, your mind was thinking about how to eat them, your body was trembling with excitement because it was about to drink blood. Devour them, devour every drop of their flesh and blood, you can be together forever and never separate."

"Are you ready? Ai Hui."

"I'm about to become a real blood cultivator. This is my last gift to you, hahaha..."

The black fog became thinner and thinner, and the sound of Red Pupil became weaker and weaker. However, the madness and tyranny were always lingering in the wind.

Ai Hui, who was under the sword, stared at Chi Tong until the last wisp of black mist dissipated and the last wisp of speech disappeared.

Become a bloody cultivator?

Ai Hui was a little bitter and confused, and he was about to become a blood cultivator.

He didn't know how to describe his current mood. Do he regret it? He didn't regret it at all. If he didn't kill Chi Tong, there would only be something even more terrible. Chi Tong could do anything to defeat his consciousness.

Ai Hui's desire to survive is never weak. If he had a one-tenth chance to survive, he would definitely fight to the end. However, if the safety of his companions was involved, he was not afraid of death.

From the wilderness, he struggled on the brink of life and death.

Longing for life and being calm about death.

Destiny is so absurd that I actually want to become a blood cultivator. I hate the blood cultivator who has been fighting with it for so many years.

He couldn't accept it.

Perhaps, dying is also a relief.

This thought arose, but the next moment, the sudden and violent pain drowned him like a huge wave without warning.

When the last wisp of black mist disappeared, She Yu's eyes quickly faded like the darkness of the night, returning to Qingming Festival.

She Yu, who had recovered her consciousness, was shaken by a dazzling light and almost couldn't open her eyes, just like a stream of autumn water flashing in front of her eyes. She took her effort to adapt to the strong light and be able to see clearly.

A monster I've never seen before.

Its whole body was wrapped in fine scales, and the dazzling light was caused by the sunlight reflected by these scales. The long black hair was like a waterfall until the waist. The wind blew by, and the long hair was fluttering, with strange agility. For some reason, She Yu involuntarily thought of the twisted group of snakes.

Its body is as burly as a hill, its arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and its thighs are even more exaggerated. The palms are like palm fan, and their fingers are thick and long, which reminds her of those ape beasts. The dark and sharp nails are like a dagger, which can cut through the human body without any effort.

A "dagger" was now pressing against her heart.

Is this the original body of Red Pupil?

She Yu's mind trembled. Did she fail with her last try?

She was a little disappointed.

At the last moment, she thought of her heart, and she bet all her hopes on this heart of unknown origin in her body. In her feelings, it seemed that the heart had swallowed something.

She thought she won, but she didn't expect that she still failed.

No, no failure.

She noticed that Chi Tong's pupils had no focus at this moment. She Yu smiled bitterly, and her heart still played a role, otherwise she would have died.

No matter what, I am still alive.

She stretched out her palm and wanted to move the fingers that were pressed against her heart, but found that no matter how hard she used, she could not move at all. Chi Tong's palm was like casting copper and iron.

She could only grit her teeth and move her body and try to crawl out. The beating heart brought strength to her. She could feel that her heart had changed, but now is not the time to study this. The black nails slashed on her heart, and the strong tingling sensation made her gasp.

Is Ai Hui... dead?

At the last moment, the silent blood sword helped her block most of the impact. Otherwise, she would have been crushed to pieces and would have no chance of survival.

She struggled to break free and stood up. Because of the serious injury, her movements were very strange and her standing posture was also very strange. The injuries on her body made her shocking, but for some reason, she did not feel the pain.

She stared at the monster in front of her, and the monster didn't move, like a sculpture. But she could feel that this body contained amazing blood and spiritual power.

Ai Hui, dead.

There was no breath of Ai Hui on the monster in front of him.

An indescribable emotion arose in her heart, which is very complicated.

The two were enemies, opponents, and were in a hostile camp. When Matsuma City first met, Ai Hui was still extremely weak. His extraordinary speed of progress allowed She Yu to see his amazing potential and talent, and planted the [Birth and Death Flower Sacrifice] in him. Ai Hui's legend was just the beginning. But later the master and slave changed their positions, which made She Yu panic and unable to sleep day and night.

In She Yu's heart, she had some appreciation and admiration for Ai Hui.

Ai Hui is dead and the legend is over.

If she was a bystander, she would only sigh in her heart and feel a little regretful. It would be no shame to die at the hands of Chi Tong, a generation of demon gods, and it is not considered a humiliation.

But at the last moment, I was rescued by him...

The blood energy in the monster in front of him was turbulent. Even if he stood aside, She Yu could feel the surging blood and spiritual power in the monster's body. Now she has no ability to kill it. She needs to leave. When the blood and spiritual power in its body calms down, it will be when it wakes up.

She realized that Achietsuki was completely resurrected.

Ai Hui left nothing behind.

From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the ground and suddenly bent down. She was like a stiff-jointed puppet. Her palm reached into the ashes, grabbed something and pulled it out.

She had an extra blood sword in her hand.

The sword body was dull and there was no sharp edge before. The shocking cracks made people worry that it might break and scatter all over the ground at any time.

She looked at the broken blood sword for a moment.

Leave a souvenir.

He looked up at the monster deeply, and She Yu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and she turned around and left without hesitation.
Chapter completed!