absurd deduction game.

Chapter 135 The Devil Is Watered With Blood
The discouraged ghost huddled by the door, watching, while looking like he was about to escape at any time.

Yu Xing's plan is to make a quick decision.

His physical strength is not enough to support him to attack and dodge for a long time. Using the game character as a metaphor, he is like an explosive assassin, and it is difficult to continue.

Red pervades his sight, and every attack of the brother in red must carry the resentment of the human beings who died in its hands. These resentments turned into scenes of hallucinations, making Yu Xing flash before his eyes the grief before death. With a distorted face, there were cries and howls in his ears.

If an ordinary person sees this hallucination, he will definitely suffer from mental exhaustion until he dies.

This is the unique attack method of red clothes, so the more people they kill, the stronger they become.

Yu Xing was also gradually depressed by this inescapable hallucination.

Although he was pretending to be a red-clothed ghost, he was still a human being after all, and he couldn't use the red-clothed ability. Otherwise, he really wanted to show the red-clothed brother what a real bloody corpse mountain is.

so tired...

Yu Xing found that the ghosts in this world like to attack the head when they kill and fight, and they seem to like the feeling of seeing the prey's face drenched with blood from top to bottom.

Then don't hide...

When the elder brother in red was clawing at his head with long needle-like nails, he only slightly tilted his head, and still let Li Gui's claws land on the Tianling Cap.

The elder brother in red was surprised to find that he had grabbed the key point of the mourning mask in red.

It's strange, the fighting strength displayed by this mourning red dress can't match the thick blood mist at all!
too weak!
It suddenly became suspicious, and stuck its finger into Yu Xing's head.

"Ah!" the discouraged ghost exclaimed.

"Yu Xing!" Zhao Yijiu, who had been paying attention to this side all the time, also yelled in horror, kicked his brother in red away, gave himself a buffer space, and ran towards Yu Xing without hesitation.

He felt that Yu Xing had made a wrong decision.

Yu Xing's swordsmanship is very powerful and sophisticated, but compared with him, it is not better.

If anyone is more likely to use Zhisha to kill a red-clothed man, it must be him who is more familiar with Zhisha, not Yu Xing, the sick man!

The stern face under Zhao Yijiu's mask showed a rare panic. He ran towards Yu Xing while paying attention to dodging the attack of the younger brother in red. Bloody hallucinations appeared before his eyes, he gritted his teeth: What's going on?I was still limped by Yu Xing's calm appearance, I trusted him too much!
Yu Xing, shit, don't die here, it's so meaningless...

The sound of sharp claws breaking through the skin and breaking a certain bone rang clearly in Yu Xing's mind.

His pupils shrank, and he let out a muffled grunt, as if he was not anesthetized, and then five thick steel needles were nailed into his brain. The severe pain was transmitted from dense neurons layer by layer, and his eyes were completely blank for a moment, until Hot blood slid across the eyelids, covering the left eye, before regaining consciousness.

Then he felt his personality mask being taken off by the brother in red.

The persona that left his face blurred automatically, dissipated in the air, and returned to the panel state.

Yu Xing's feminine and stunning face was exposed in the air, and blood flowed down from the middle and sides of his face, adding to the misery and horror that he couldn't bear to look at.

The wide red gown slowly dissipated, revealing the waiter's shirt vest, and the brother in red exclaimed: "You are indeed a living waiter!"

On the one hand, he was shocked that there was a real living person with the same strength as the red-clothed ghost, and on the other hand, he was surprised by the fact that he had completely controlled the life of this living servant.

Its fingers didn't penetrate deeply, only half a decimeter. This depth is not fatal to the red-clothed ghost, but to humans, it would almost kill them instantly!
Why bother?Obviously, he can rely on his own strength to deter and easily pass the carnival party, but he wants to provoke it and his brother...

What is this human being thinking?
Is he already dead?

The brother in red ignored the roar of another human being disguised as a black shadow behind him, he was really confused at the moment.

do you died?
of course not.

The severe pain brought Yu Xing back to reality. He closed his left eye to prevent the blood from entering his eyes, and looked at the red-clothed animal that had taken off his guard with his right eye.

It's the same feeling I've had every time I've been hurt.

His sense of limbs, his mind and sight, were still clear and alive.

That's right, he is not proficient in swordsmanship, if he were to fight one-on-one with Zhao Yijiu, he would definitely lose due to exhaustion, if the opponent was Qu Lianqing, he would definitely be stabbed into a sieve within 1 minute.

With Qu Xianqing around, the red clothes are nothing at all.But there were only him and Zhao Yijiu present, and Zhao Yijiu was indeed not strong enough.

Then only he can kill Hongyi, only he can do it, no one else can.

At this distance, the red-clothed ghost finally couldn't hide.

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes, and under the gaze of the brother in red, he showed a smile that was very strange to the other party.

Like a demon poured with blood, he burst into a bruised smile in the abyss.

With his left hand, he held the wrist of the hand that the elder brother in red had inserted into his head, and with his right hand, he held the cold sword handle of Zhisha. When Zhao Yijiu suddenly stopped his movements——

A sword, decisive and abrupt.

The blade penetrated into one temple of the elder brother in red, and pierced out from the other side.

The black aura rose from the kill, and soon sent silence to the life of the prey.

Yu Xing smiled unabated.

See, only he can do it.

Only he can rely on this curse to exchange one life for another.

But he cheated, and after his life was exchanged for someone else's, he still had many, many lives to use.

The surprise, horror, and shock on the brother in red's face were mixed together, emerging from behind the shattered and peeled-off mask, not only it, but even Zhao Yijiu who ran over and the younger brother in red who floated back after him were stunned for a moment.

What is this inversion?
Zhao Yijiu couldn't help but took a step back.

He saw Yu Xing frowned and pulled out the fingers of the brother in red from his head. It was a fatal injury, but he stood up unsteadily, and even lowered his head with a smile to stop the killing from the brother in red who could no longer resist. Pulled out in the brain, and made up two more swords.

Like a madman, like a monster.

"Brother!" The younger brother in red yelled in horror, skipping over to Yu Xing.

Yu Xing turned his head.

Blood smeared on his face, and the wound kept bleeding, but he didn't seem to notice it.This reminded Zhao Yijiu of the family elders he had seen before, who turned into monsters due to excessive personality alienation.

The elder used to like him very much. When he was five or six years old, he would often give him some toy cars, Transformers, etc. that he didn't like, which always provoked the ten-year-old Zhao Mou to yell at him as unfair.

He threw all the toys to Zhao Mou, and the elder changed his tricks, and began to give unsharp daggers and the like, which was remembered by him and gradually became close to him.

Later, on a night of heavy rain, the elders broke into his house amidst the rumbling thunder. He was carried by his father and hid in the closet in a daze. Together with Zhao Mou, he waited in the dark for his father to take them out.

But did not wait.

He broke free from Zhao Mou's hand and got out of the closet, only to see the elder with a completely different expression from the past, looking at him with the cloudy eyes on his face and the dense eyes protruding from his neck. Broken Dad.

What happened afterwards?

He couldn't remember clearly, it seemed that Zhao Mou dragged him away desperately, and then someone came, someone told him that the nightmare was over, and someone took away his father's body.

It was his nightmare, and for countless days and nights after that, in the darkness and silence, this scene lingered in his mind like a ghost.

When he grew up, he knew the existence of this absurd deduction game and the existence of personality alienation.

Zhao Yijiu was suffocating for breath, and the flash of memories made him dare not go forward, but his body moved faster than his thoughts, he reached out and grabbed the corner of his brother in red Piaofei's clothes.

He heard his own voice that was so cold that it was not human, clear and trembling in the silence: "Don't go there."

"Brother!!" The younger brother in red didn't care about him, and was pulled by a living person, and it swept the red blood towards Yu Xing.

Yu Xing's head was still hurting, but he reacted quickly. Relying on his strength, he grabbed the brother in red who was lying on the ground and blocked the blood attack.

The one in red is really hard to kill, even if he was pierced through the brain and endured the angry attack from his younger brother, the brother in red still didn't die.

But it has lost its ability to move, and is hovering at the boundary of being wiped out.

Yu Xing dropped it, took the sword and went in the direction of the younger brother in red.

Get closer, get closer to attack.

He said: "Brother Jiu, don't let it move around."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Yijiu seemed to wake up from some kind of nightmare. He looked into Yu Xing's eyes and found that there was clarity inside, which was different from those cloudy eyes that were out of the scope of human beings.

Maybe Yu Xing is just crazy... He suddenly thought.

Tightening the strength in his hands, Zhao Yijiu resisted the attack of blood and hallucinations in the rage of the younger brother in red, and soon, Yu Xing came to stop the killing.

It was only after Zhao Yijiu's pressure eased that he realized that he was injured. The wound on his arm was so deep that the bones were visible, but compared with Yu Xingyi, it seemed nothing.

The younger brother in red felt aggrieved.

The human in front of it is too weird, even though it suffered an injury that should have killed it immediately, it is still alive and well, it can't kill the other party, but the other party will seize the opportunity to inflict heavy damage on it.

This unlucky bar.

The younger brother in red followed in his elder brother's footsteps, and this was what he was thinking at the last moment when he lost his sense of autonomy.

Yu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground exhausted, and threw the sword back to Zhao Yijiu: "I'm too tired to move, you can make it up for them, I have to rest for a while..."

As he spoke, he wiped his face with his shirt sleeve, at least to wipe off some of the blood.

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