Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

"The roe are a group of jackals who have no faith and only run for money, and their wealth is piled up with white bones, and every drop of blood under their pores is extremely foul, and they are clothed with beautiful human skins on the surface, and they are wrapped in ugly souls inside, and greed has penetrated into their bones. "

"When you interrogated the roe deer in the past, you know what their hearts are like when they interrogate them? It's always a sunny afternoon courtyard, and the roe deer are always well-dressed and bright, they are polite, they answer all questions, and they change with your mood. You smile and they smile, you pessimize them more sadly than you, but it's all fake, built on lies. "

The comments of various people on the purple-eyed fox in the past kept passing through her ears, and if this could make her happy, I could bear it with a few more beatings. By 10 a.m., however, I was starting to feel that something was wrong. In the six desperate fights since midnight yesterday, the thief woman has become more and more unruly, and in the first few rounds of the fight, she will stop as soon as I fall to the ground, and stand aside and wait silently. By daytime, she started to go crazy, slamming me even when I couldn't move, and the time to beat each other started to drag on.

Needless to say, she was also beaten to bruises and bruises in her joints under the intersection of fists and feet, although her durability was far less than that of the demigods during the Broken Kiln War, but it was enough for me to drink a pot. This kind of terrifying and swift opponent, if it is a perfect combination of Lin Rui and Fan Pang, can be completely crushed with the strength of three people. Fortunately, the velvet was swallowed by me, and every time she killed her, black qi would condense in her body and block it. That's why I'm alive until now.

"Damn, can't you die soon? How long will it last? It makes the old lady keep mopping the floor!" "Every time she got back to recuperate, she began to wash her surroundings with a bucket of water, and I asked her why she was doing useless work, and soon after, it would be a mess again. Don't forget me to answer that things like blood stains, if not erased in time, will penetrate under the teak floor, and the strips will be found with a UV tube to handle the case, and they are also dizzy and easy to ignore the details, so they need to keep cleaning up, so as not to expose the horses' feet.

"Compared to the stupid girl at the beginning, you have to be beaten a lot, I knew that I should have arrested you. She was only beaten a little bit, and she began to kowtow and beg for mercy, snot and tears, how ugly and ugly she was. Exhausted and panting, Miria sat down on the ground, took two cigarettes from the few remaining cigarette cases, lit them, put one in my mouth, and began to talk to herself.

Forget-me-not is undoubtedly doing this for the pleasure of killing, but her behavior pattern is so unpredictable that she seems to be waiting for something to take shape, and is not in a hurry to take someone's life, so what could it be? A loud laugh with a violent cough sounded from my mouth, and forget-me-not was so unprepared that the cigarette fell to the ground.

"Please, don't squeak and laugh inexplicably, I thought you were incontinent, didn't you have a lot of fun being beaten?".

"Hollisman may be Anna in your alternate plane, but you're not familiar with him. The more you force him, the more he has to fight to the end, kowtow and beg for mercy? jokes, even then it's all a strategy, just to wait for the next opportunity to lift a stone and smash your dog's head. I lay down between her legs, squirting blood, and said, "I did not fight it, but swallowed Theodore's canopy, and you were also stumbled into a half-demon by mistake." If you had let me kill three months ago. "

"It seems like that, but I didn't get the demon heart purely to strengthen my body, but to use it for other purposes. She leaned down, wiped my nosebleed, and sighed, "Take you two little brutes as an analogy, you are more powerful than him, so your IQ is lower." At least he knows how to recognize the general situation, he can't feel the presence of limbs, or he is about to die, he will hold my thighs and plead. And you're a tendon, and you have to get it until you can't end it. Let me ask you, do you want to stop the war like this?".

"Of course I want to, to be honest, I'm afraid I'll really have to go to the west of the crane after another round, but will you really let me go?" After hearing her words, my heart was shocked, this seemed to be some kind of hint, the man in the cell had said that Miriya's purpose was to make you mentally angry, and to kneel down to her soul, and because of this he could live until last night. With my current situation, I can't continue to fight, even if it's not too late to avenge the Japanese long, I should make a gesture. Thinking that I turned over with difficulty, trembling and hugging her calves, and sighed: "I obeyed, I don't want to fight anymore, and I don't dare to fight you again, spare my life." "

"Fuck you! I'm laughing to death!" Don't forget me, raised his eyebrows, kicked my hands away with a wicked smile, jumped up and scolded: "I'm beating you up, okay? Don't put the cart before the horse! Let me tell you the truth, that underground quack doctor has been beaten by me at least dozens of times, but he has never given in from beginning to end, and he will not report where the documents are hidden until he dies. The old lady has only been playing with you all night, and you have knelt down? Originally, I was a little unbearable, but now that you are so skinless and faceless, this matter is not negotiable. Next time, I won't be soft-hearted again, and I won't be bare-handed again, let's continue to work with weapons!"

By her rampant laughter, an even uglier inside story was revealed, and the quack doctor was not only cunning but also especially cautious, and the house was full of mechanisms, and he was on the lookout for revenge day and night, so his nerves tensed at every moment. At the beginning of the forget-me-not's night raid, she had fallen into a hidden trap, and the quack doctors continued to torment her for a long time, just like she is now. It wasn't until her heart was dug out that she mistakenly thought Miriah was dead. The quack doctor didn't know that this was a half-demon, and he was studying and picking off the demon heart that still couldn't stop beating and was counterattacked, so it became the scene I saw. It is said that before Miriya cut off one of his arms, he cut off his fingers like a sausage, and the pain of his ten fingers and even his heart did not make the tough guy succumb, so in a certain degree of perversion, he made Forget-me-not feel

shocked!

"So I've been recuperating for a few days, and it's already halfway to the moment of calm when I get to Black Maple Town, otherwise I'll arrive sooner. Now that the dazzling colors have been taken away by others, and the confidential documents are forever a mystery because of you, and the destruction of those days is so inhuman, how can the old lady be happy? People have to find a vent window, right? No matter how much you say, it's not interesting, you just accept your fate. "

After saying all this nonsense, she brushed me aside and went upstairs to find Angon Ash. I know that his murderous intent has risen, and I can no longer go around with him, and the next time is the final battle that will decide life and death. With her out of sight, I climbed like an earthworm arch to the mouth of the cellar and tumbled down. Under this corridor, there are clubs hidden everywhere, and I will not forget that I once disguised myself as an old woman, so I know very well where they are. If she had returned to the hall and found that I had slipped away, she would have thought that I had been beaten in the head, and that I was very slow, but that was exactly what I wanted her to think. So do I have a chance to fight back?

The key is the big bag I carried with me, and I deliberately carried two thunderbirds in it before going out, and I planned to show off to the children of the world in the avoidance field, and also give the little old man some knowledge. Unexpectedly, I sat on the cold bench and drank a milkshake with Krys, because no one mentioned it and even I forgot about it. Driving to Yuning, the bag was all around him, including being tricked into this cellar, and he always carried it on his back. Therefore, they can be a great life-saver, and forget-me-nots are better than half-demons and deserve to be defeated by half-demons!

A few minutes later, Mirière's slender figure appeared at the mouth of the cellar, and she could not be seen in the thin lines of creeping blood on the floor, and I had taken refuge underneath. The probe glanced at, and forget-me-nots were really carrying sharp Angong gray, and there were two. She deliberately scraped the tin with them, making a loud noise, to deter and shake my resolve.

"Don't you know that my eyes are not under the stupid girl, and I can come up with such a bad idea as hiding in the shadows and making a sneak attack," seeing that there was no response from the damp underneath, she waved her knife and fork down, and shouted, "There is still a chance to come out and surrender." "

"I thought you went upstairs to find a little leather whip and candle oil. I muttered something on purpose, just so that she could hear it.

"Eh, so you like to play like this, it's really a cannon. The leather whip is specially prepared for strangulation, don't think about candle oil, why waste your fine skin and tender meat? Put it on the stove to fry and roast, and the oozing fat will be as delicious as cheese. "

The reason why I chose the new battlefield of the cellar is because I live with Lin Rui. His hoods are far more powerful than forget-me-nots, but they have an Achilles' heel, which is that they can't see weak light sources. In addition, fire and smoke can seriously disrupt vision. Compared to him, Miriya is as fierce as a tiger and leopard, and I am a trapped white rabbit, so if I want to defeat this madman, I have to work hard.

When she finished the last iron ladder and stood in front of the crossing, she was dumbfounded. Looking around, I couldn't see through the broken walls, but I couldn't find where I was hiding. The most important thing for me to do at this moment is to turn around and go up immediately, and then re-lock the iron door and trap me alive. However, arrogance did not allow her to do so, and since the house was a cage for her to chase her prey, how could she stop there?

Just as she was vigilantly descending to the first cell to look around, she suddenly heard a strong wind behind her, and suddenly turned around, and a rusty iron pipe thicker than a man's arm swept up, and Miriya lowered her waist, and after easily avoiding it, she began to rush towards the back of the pipe, and when she turned to the front of her, she smelled a foul smell, and couldn't help pinching her nose and retreating slightly, because I had already rolled through all kinds of wet soil, dung pits, and rotting corpses, and dyed myself gray and full of fishy smell, which had long been mixed with the stench of the cellar.

When I was in the shadows, I found that she had a habit of cleanliness, such as being quite reluctant to step into a stinky mud pool, and she was forced by the children of the world to go down. As long as it is stained with blood, it will run to wash in the puddle around the broken ship. The same is true for the tireless cleaning of the living room. With a stinking appearance like me, covered in feces, she would instinctively dodge.

She followed the trajectory of the iron pipe I swung to the right side, and immediately fell into the trap prepared for her, I seized this opportunity, arched her body to the ground, picked up the iron fist and slammed it like a wind, her delicate face was obviously not as resistant to me as I was, her nose was flowered, the corners of her eyes were bruised, and the whole person was a little dazed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I dragged a long chain of bicycles, wrapped them around her neck, and began to drag them backwards into the cellar. In the last room, there was a huge hook, and I had to lock her up.

But Miriya is not a mortal thing, she immediately justified her intentions, kicked me in the head with an upside-down golden hook, and I was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly raised the iron pipe and blasted it in front of her, and it was good to forget me to shout, and she raised her knees and elbows and pressed down desperately, and after successfully parrying them, she wedged the large gap exposed to me with the ash of Angon Ash, and wedged straight under the collarbone. A sharp pain that I had never experienced before swept through my body, and I couldn't feel my existence for a moment! At the same time, a subtle poisonous smile hooked the corner of my mouth!

That's the perfect moment I've been waiting for, throwing the brass pipes, chainlocking throats, punches and kicks, all of which have no effect on the half-demon, and as the fork pierces her torso, I wrestle with her wrist and lean forward and again, clinging to the chest of forget-me-nots. A subtle expression appeared on her face, and Miriya had a premonition that she might have been fooled, and as she opened her mouth to scold, she swung another Angon Ash stab at my chest in an attempt to break free. I raised my other hand and shoved the long-hidden glass bubble into her mouth, then followed the routine of the black-robed old demon in the Nightmare, and slammed my knee socket into her jaw, letting go of my fingers.

A cloud of white light like an atomic bomb exploded inside her, and forget-me-not was blown away like a bullet, no matter how crazy she screamed, compressed gas filled her every cell, and continued to burn. This evil thief became a roast pig in an instant, and was rolling desperately at the bottom of the stairs, sweeping down all the wooden boxes and coal shovels along the road, and was on the verge of madness.

"You stinky woman who has killed countless lives is also today!" I grinned and straightened up, and walked towards her with another glass bubble, the sour smell of burnt hair floating in the air, and the scales tipped for me. The next step is to return the brutality she has suffered in more than ten hours to the process of treating others, and I want her to see what the real demon is.

However, after only a few steps, I collapsed with a bang, and suddenly lost the sense of my limbs. I expected it by all accounts, but I missed the most critical point, that is, after being stabbed five times by her, the blood flowed profusely, and she was already on the verge of death. The thief must have smeared poison or anesthetic powder on her knife and fork, and the last ray of hope to end the nightmare was so shattered. While I was still conscious, I threw the Thunderbird at her, and then fell into the endless darkness, as if I had fallen into a deep well, and I didn't know anything.

I struggled to wake up in the far distance, dark red spots of unknown origin blooming and withering like flower buds, and I struggled to wake up in a dilapidated room with a severe leak, my clothes stripped and tied to a bloodstained operating table. There was a black wall clock hanging overhead, and the time was five o'clock in the evening, indicating that I had passed out for half a day.

At the end of the gloom there was a shallow sink, crawling with deep mold, and in it lay a charred corpse with black lacquer, which might have been a thief. It's strange that Mirière was blown up by me, but if so, who was I tied to the stainless steel table? I lifted my hands and feet vigorously, but I didn't move, and countless iron chains tied me like a rice dumpling, and the number was simply ridiculous. Just when I was confused, there was a sneer like a silver bell behind me, and a dark shadow slowly came in front of me.

"It's a pity, if I insist on it, maybe I'll be the one who dies. For some reason, the thief stood in front of her cleanly, without the slightest bruise. No matter how strong the half-demon is, he can't do this. The former broken bones and skeletons were brutally injured and chased and killed us one after another, which is not so exaggerated. Miriya grabbed my messy hair and roared, "You insincere liar, I didn't expect you to dare to die, and now it has fallen into my palm, what else do you want to say?"

"Kill if you want, don't talk nonsense! Lao Fan is right, the deer are all brutes, and I have long been tired of fighting for a whole day! Lao Tzu is still the same sentence, he has never been afraid of death since he was ten years old!" I screamed wildly, wanting to stretch out my head and bite her, but I couldn't.

Don't forget me, he laughed a few times, took out a crimson steel drill from his bosom, scraped it on my face, and asked if you had ever recognized it? This long needle is called a plum blossom needle, and when she first saw the purple-eyed fox, she pierced it into Miss Lukugu's back, and it is said that when it is hot, it will burrow into the spine, which is unbearable, and only Miriya can take it out in this world, so we have to watch her be taken away again. At this moment, forget-me-not, the purpose is self-evident, the words did not fall, I only felt an ice pick into the body, and then the back seemed to be blown open, soreness and severe pain quickly ruled the whole body, and the whole person woke up in pain and almost froze.

The thief's eyes were as cold as if she were looking at a dead pig, and she spread out an earthy gray roll with all kinds of axes, hacksaws, and polished scissors, which no doubt would be used to greet me in a short time.

"I can get you to fiddle with these tools for more than a dozen hours on a row while you're awake. Everyone has to pay the price, you blew me into a mess and turned me into a piece of dead meat, didn't you ever think that you would be retaliated?" she proudly took down the clock, adjusted the bell for fifteen hours, placed it next to my side of the face, and carried the murder weapon around the back of sight, and said: "Where to start? Do you chop off the soles of your feet, or cut off your fingers like cutting sausages?"