Countless lines sprouted from the ground, and countless blood butterflies seemed to be stuck on the leaves, transforming into a big hand and grabbing Zheng Yan.

"You can't run away!" Hua Nectar said coldly: "The master is very interested in you. She needs you to cooperate with her to understand why the empire needs ghost hand infected people."

"Can't you think of this with your butt? That woman is so stupid." Zheng Yan sneered, staring at the approaching blood butterfly hand.

"Let's see how hard your mouth can be!" Hua Mi's face darkened, the blood-colored sword pointed directly at Zheng Yan, and the blood-butterfly hand grabbed Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan rushed over to meet the blood butterfly's hand, and swung the autumn leaf knife towards the nectar in his hand.

"Are you stupid?" Hua Nectar curled up her lips. She was almost immortal. Do you think that hurting herself would stop the blood butterfly's hand?

Split Wave!

The red wave power tugged, imprisoning Hua Nectar. Hua Nectar suddenly found that she could not move. At the same time, Zheng Yan also remained motionless.

The bloody butterfly's hand completely missed Zheng Yan and penetrated Zheng Yan. Except for the scratches on Zheng Yan's body, there was nothing serious.

"Damn it, I'm not invincible!" Zheng Yan cursed in his heart, but it hurt him so much.

In the game, Splitting Wave Slash is in an invincible state when used for a long time. Zheng Yan wanted to take advantage of this invincible state just now, but he didn't expect that the skill was weakened. Fortunately, he still had a dominant state, which allowed him to bear the hand of the Blood Butterfly.

.

"How is that possible!"

With a powerful skill like Blood Butterfly Hand, no matter how strong the opponent's spirit and soul are, it cannot be completely unaffected. To put it bluntly, even if the spirit and soul are truly unaffected, the physical body cannot withstand it.

But Zheng Yan only had some flesh wounds.

"It really hurts!" Zheng Yan gritted his teeth and pulled the Akiba knife in his hand. After the splitting wave was completed, the nectar fell to the ground, and the skin and flesh of the abdominal wound were almost separated.

The wound on Nectar's abdomen was still healing, and he saw a flash of red light in his eyes. His head tilted suddenly, and the Akiha knife grazed his cheek, and the scorching temperature scorched his skin.<

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"Crazy! Die!" Zheng Yan pulled out the autumn leaf knife, aimed it at Hua Nectar's eyebrows and stabbed it again.

Cang!

The blood-colored sword blocked the blow. Hua Nectar stood up, the impatience on his face turned into a scowl, and stared at Zheng Yan fiercely.

"Why can't you be honest? Why are you so stubborn!" Hua Nectar gritted his teeth. Ever since he joined the Blood Butterfly Legion and became Mr. Blood Butterfly, his life has been smooth sailing. He has never faced such resistance until he met this kid.

I feel like I am getting angry.

"You asked for this! If you had just surrendered from the beginning, there wouldn't have been so many things!"

Huami gritted her teeth and stared at Zheng Yan fiercely. The bloody long sword in his hand was suddenly inserted into the floor. A large amount of blood suddenly flowed out of the palm holding the hilt of the sword. The blood covered the entire bloody long sword, and lines were drawn from the

It spread on the floor.

"Accept the cruelest punishment!"

Zheng Yan turned around suddenly, and the bloody butterfly hand came back, hitting Zheng Yan with almost an instant teleportation, and something fell from his forehead, it was the "Ghost Swordsman's forehead protector".

Blood covered Qingming's vision, and Zheng Yan saw the scene in front of him change.

The world is reorganized, with tall buildings and living rooms moving from far to near, and Zheng Yan is among them.

The kitchen table on the left, the living room sofa on the right, the large-inch TV, and those relatives who seem a little strange but are very close.

"Home!" Zheng Yan was stunned. This is his home before time travel. This is his memory.

He touched his forehead and saw that the equipment to protect his spirit and soul was gone.

"It's just an illusion!"

Zheng Yan snorted coldly, that's what he told himself.

Since time travel, Zheng Yan has never mentioned his family before time travel, not even thinking about it a few times, because recalling these will only make him sad, and he knows that he probably won't be able to go back.

Occasionally, I dream back in the middle of the night, and I feel how stupid I am. I deducted a 1 and traveled through time. I left my home and my relatives. What is the meaning of being in this world?

Blood butterflies flew in one after another. Those close to the living room were covered by the blood butterflies. They screamed and struggled, but to no avail. The blood butterflies crawled on their bodies, biting, gnawing, and blood.

It flowed down, and the bloody bones were visible.

This scene would drive anyone crazy, but Zheng Yan just stood there and watched silently, and was really unmoved at all.

"Yeah, what's the point?"

Zheng Yan put a hand on his chest. It seemed to hurt, but what was fake was fake. Why did it hurt?

The flesh and blood of those close to him were eaten clean, and the blood-stained bones fell and were scattered on the coffee table between the sofa and the TV. It was shocking.

Zheng Yan just stood there, watching everything. He kept doing this, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment like concrete.

……

"Huh!" Hua Mi took a deep breath, coughed violently, and blood spurted out. He stared at Zheng Yan, who was standing motionless in front of him.

All the lines concentrated at Zheng Yan's feet, climbed up Zheng Yan's legs, and the red light flowed along the lines to Zheng Yan's body.

"Damn guy, his mental power and soul strength have reached such a level." Huamin let go of the bloody sword stuck on the floor, and his body began to dry up, as if the blood had been drained.

"I have only seen such a strong spirit and soul in the master."

Huamin slowly walked over and stood in front of Zheng Yan, looking at Zheng Yan at this moment.

The white shawl hair was as messy as a hedgehog, and the weird outfit had several holes. A large hole on his face seemed to have been rubbed on the rocks. The hand holding the autumn leaf knife firmly was still dripping with blood, but the ghost hand was intact.

Exuding a ghostly atmosphere.

At a certain moment, bright red tears flowed from the gaps in Zheng Yan's closed eyes.

"Ha, it finally collapsed."

Huami breathed a sigh of relief. If Zheng Yan persisted for a while, he might not be able to hold on anymore.

"Master, you must pamper me well."

He raised his palm and made marks with his fingers. The blood mist spread and the lines on the ground slowly dispersed. Nectar was ready to catch Zheng Yan who was about to fall.

Bang!

Suddenly, he felt as if he had been kicked in the abdomen, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball, flew out of the hall, flew to the dry and dilapidated backyard, and hit the stone sill of the central pool heavily.

Click, click!

Such a sound came from the body, the nectar let out a long groan, and the painful expression seemed to be directly reflected from the depths of the soul.

He opened his eyes drowsily, tears blurred his vision, and heat flowed out. He tried hard to focus his vision, as if he saw a terrifying monster.

The child with white hair like a hedgehog came slowly, two lines of blood slid across his cheeks, his expression was as cold as frost, his eyes were as dull as death, dragging a black sledgehammer in his hand, step by step

Came over.

Zheng Yan walked up to Huamin's twisted body and stared at him silently for a while.

In the almost suffocating silence, Nectar suddenly cried and shouted.

"You... don't..."

Boom!

Zheng Yan raised the sledgehammer high and slammed it down on Zhang Tao's disgusting face. One hammer after another, the ground shook one after another without stopping.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

……
Chapter completed!