When this sneak attack shadow climbed up to the second floor, its steps were already staggering. As it walked and coughed, a few bright red droplets splashed out from the gaps between its fingers.
Then an overwhelming darkness swept over him. He closed his eyes and sprinted forward. Even in such darkness, he felt that the sky was dim and the earth was dark.
A strong sense of powerlessness pierced his nerves bit by bit, wearing down his will. He felt that living was too tiring, and exhaustion swept through his body like a hunger and thirst, so much so that he wanted to just rest quietly like this.
Forever... Liu will never wake up again.
Yes, he is the boss of the Sivale Pirate Group! Sivale, Umbrella, even before he recovered from his injuries in the naval battle, he fought against Lord Fokker. Although it seemed that he had severely injured Lord Fokker, if you want to
It is definitely not an easy task to get rid of the disease spread by little Lord Fokke.
When Sival ordered the retreat, a carriage drove by without knowing the situation. For this carriage, it originally wanted to watch the chaos here. After all, the location of this bar is really good.
, once something changes, there is no doubt that the first person to get this bar will make a huge profit. What the driver of this carriage wants is to sell the first-hand information at a good price.
However, the driver of the carriage had always had good eyesight, but after seeing the messy corpses, he drove the carriage away very simply. He knew that according to his own strength, it was impossible to participate in this kind of strength.
In the battle, he didn't want to become one of so many corpses that died in horrific ways.
Precisely because his attention was attracted by so many corpses, he didn't notice it at all. Fang Senyan, who seemed to be kneeling on the ground and coughing violently, grabbed the edge of the carriage and hitched a ride on the carriage.
Car. His body at this time was covered by the carriage carriage, and little Lord Fokke could not see Fang Senyan, so it was not until the carriage drove nearly a hundred meters away that Little Lord Fokke came back to his senses and strode towards him with great strides.
He pointed the direction the carriage was going and chased it fiercely.
At this time, the coachman who was pulling the carriage suddenly started to cough slightly. 1 The viral plague spread by Little Lord Fokker is very vicious, but for people with stronger strength and higher physical strength, the onset will be slower, and the derived
The disease becomes weaker. This is why Sivale was still able to seriously injure little Lord Fokker even though his injuries were not healed.
However, the most vicious thing about Little Lord Fokke's viral plague is that once you are infected by this viral plague, the only problem is that the onset time is slow, and it will never stop.
The maggots penetrate deeply into the victim's bone marrow and will not dissipate for a long time, causing you to shed a layer of skin even if you are not dead!
Although the coachman pulling the cart only glanced at it from a distance, he was still infected.
Maybe I was just infected by a virus at the time of infection, so the attack was not serious. I just coughed and felt dizzy, and I wouldn't be coughing up blood in a short period of time, but the speed of the carriage inevitably slowed down.
At this time, Sheyan jumped off the carriage, held his chest and staggered into another bar again. There was no trace of life in the cold eyes of Little Lord Fokke. He dragged the heavy hand without hesitation.
The pace, with the impact of the death armor worn on the body, moved towards this bustling bar... Two...,...,...,...
Bad news of death always spreads quickly. Moreover, although Tetuga is prosperous, its actual area is only equivalent to a small county town in the real world. The pirates are not fools who are willing to be Sheyan's scapegoat, so half
Hours later, everyone in Tetuga knew that a devil had appeared. He was chasing his target. If he didn't want to die, stay away. Even the pirates at noon were afraid of the terrifying infectious disease and set sail regardless of the night.
In this case, Sheyan was in danger again and again. However, although he seemed to be stumbling and vomiting blood along the way, like a mouse that was played half to death by a cat, he was still suffering.
Support and delay.
However, the best defense is always offense, and Sheyan was finally forced to a dead end.
He had no way to escape anymore, because there was a hundred-foot cliff behind him. Below the cliff were messy rocks that looked like wolf teeth. The waves of the sea seemed to never stop, hitting the rocks heavily, splashing countless white flakes.
foam, and then slowly retreated into the sea.
There is no doubt that if you lose your footing and fall from this height, you will definitely hit the rocks and die, without even a chance of becoming disabled or in a vegetative state.
Little Lord Fokke took a step forward, and the cold eyes behind his helmet flashed with a look that was definitely not what a human should have: "Hand over the diary, I'll let you die faster."
Sheyan suddenly lowered his head, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you still remember that red mole?" Little Lord Fokker looked over with an idiot look, but Sheyan twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "It's just beautiful.
That red mole on Miss Salli Hepburn's left breast. Did the noble Lord forget about it after playing with it so many times?" Little Lord Fox suddenly became stiff all over!!!
The name Salli Hepburn seemed to be engraved on his soul! How could he forget, how could he forget? Even when little Lord Fogg gave up everything, he never gave up the memory with her. Although
This memory will turn into pain to torture him from time to time, but Little Lord Fokker will turn this pain into the motivation for his own cultivation, making the enemy feel ten times the pain he feels!
While Little Lord Fokker's brain was still in a blank state of panic, Sheyan's vicious words spewed out like a poisonous snake: "I heard that you husband and wife were quite loving at first, but later on...
Because you, a cuckold, are impotent and can't satisfy your wife, so she is too empty, so she gets involved with the guards, your servants, the bartenders, the pirates...
…”
"You, Lord Hufolk's voice is as cold as ever, but from the sharp rise and fall of his chest, it can be seen that the cuckold's mood is actually very exciting: "Sally, she didn't communicate with the bartender!"
"Well, yes." Sheyan shrugged firmly and said, "Because I am a bartender." As soon as he said this, Lord Fokke even hesitated for a moment before he realized what Sheyan wanted to express.
He couldn't even say a word, or in other words, he didn't even want to talk nonsense to the man in front of him, but Sheyan continued to add fuel to the fire. He told the story of Shali he saw that day in a serious manner.
In the scene where Hepburn and Mr. Jack Sparrow are having sex, the only difference is that Jack’s identity is replaced by his own. Because I have to admit that Lord Fogg Jr.’s wife has some very special hobbies when doing things. Lord Fogg Jr.
Of course it was very clear, and Sheyan told all these details in such a bad way that no one could believe it!
Little Lord Fokker launched a crazy attack directly at Sheyan. He was no longer willing to listen anymore. The past was like a crazy whip with acrid thorns, hitting his heart. The crazy anger had completely disappeared.
Surround little Lord Fokke!
At this moment, 1 Little Lord Fokker threw out three death coils in one breath! The terrifying black magic that represents plague, death, and decay! It can even be seen that the black energy on the surface of 1 Little Lord Fokke is even more intense.
If the essence is condensed, if the slender tentacles twist and twist towards the enemy in front of them.
Sheyan tried his best to roll and dodge, but he couldn't help but scream miserably. He was obviously tortured by great pain. 1 Little Lord Fokker was very satisfied with the result. He would never react to the enemy's screams.
It was too little. Only by torturing him alive for three days and three nights could he get rid of the hatred in his heart! So he once again frantically performed several brutal black magic spells, and at the same time, he spent a lot of effort on giving Sheyan a certain amount of protection.
To prevent him from being killed directly by himself.
Amidst the enemy's shrill screams, Little Lord Fokke finally calmed down, and he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.
That's right!! Why is this guy screaming so loudly? Logically speaking, he should be dying!
Also, why is there no trace of ulceration or blackening on his skin?
At the thought of this, the pupils of Little Lord Fokke's eyes suddenly shrank. He suddenly pulled out the cold rune sword from his waist, aimed it at Fang Senyan who was curled up into a ball, and chopped it off on the head!
At this moment, an indescribable strange feeling surged through his heart.
That feeling is already very unfamiliar. The last time this feeling appeared in my heart was probably when I heard about Sally's betrayal.
The sharp blade with a faint white aura whizzed down and slashed at Fang Senyan, who was curled up on the ground. It looked like it was going to cut him directly to the body and head.
But at this moment, Fang Senyan, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the sharp and cold blade!
A layer of light blue ice immediately appeared on his palm, and it was still condensing rapidly! But the sword blade could only cut halfway into the flesh of his palm, and then it seemed as if it was welded.
Yeah, it’s hard to make any further progress!
The forbearing Shelang finally bared his ferocious fangs!!.