long night walk

Chapter 19 Red Clothes Depressed
Holding his head in his hands, he was covered in a black robe, emitting a white mist-like gas.

Under the violent and painful struggle, the hood was wiped off, revealing the terrifying face burned by the sun.

The originally handsome and pale face was blood red at this moment, with scarlet blood dripping crazily, and the facial features were all melted into a fuzzy one, looking very ugly and hideous.

"Ah!" The girl's horrified scream pierced the sky, her eyelids fluttered, and she fainted from fright.

And the humming man on the ground also suddenly lost his voice.

The disciple of Wanshou Palace held a sword and half knelt down, covered his heart and said in horror: "What kind of monster are you?!"

If it wasn't for his heart being different from ordinary people, it was born in the right chest, the blow just now would have killed him.

Thinking of this, the young man's face suddenly became grim: "Eliminate demons and protect the way! It is our duty!"

He struggled to get up and approached Bai Lian step by step.

As a result, before he took two steps, he saw the white deer next to the demon widen his eyes and let out an angry cry.

It moved like a thunderbolt, charging towards him with those two beautiful young horns.

The speed was so fast that people couldn't react, the boy only saw a white shadow galloping towards him, followed by a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.

The whole person flew upside down, slammed into the rocks hard, the cervical spine snapped, and he lost his life immediately.

Bai Lian rolled on the ground in pain, and the black silk was torn off, screaming like a desperate beast.

Xiao Lu quickly bit the handle of the glazed umbrella to shield him from the scorching sun, and Bai Lian felt better now.

It's just that face, it's completely horrible.

He gasped heavily, and the scarlet color in his eyes reappeared.

Fawn put the umbrella in his hand, and pouted obediently.

Bai Lian also knew that now was not the time to talk nonsense, so he drew out the Qiushui sword with trembling and bloody hands.

He had just cut a small slit on the fawn's thick buttocks, and was about to carefully catch the bleeding with the palm of his hand.

As a result, the palm hadn't come close, and the atmosphere between the heaven and the earth changed, and it suddenly became chilling.

In the air, a sword gap was torn open.

Without any warning, and from nowhere, a silver-white long sword came through the wind in an instant, and slashed straight at Bai Lian's extended palm.

Bai Lian let out a low growl, his eyes became more and more scarlet, and the hand holding the umbrella turned suddenly, and greeted him with the umbrella.

As his burial object, the glazed umbrella is extremely extraordinary, and its function is not only to cover the scorching sun, but its defensive power is also extremely terrifying.

But when that sword collided with the umbrella, it completely overturned his thoughts.

This sword, seemingly plain, is terrifyingly powerful.

Even through an umbrella, the chilling sword intent rushing towards his face was useless. The terrifying power was transmitted to every corner of Bailian's body along the handle of the umbrella very clearly through the medium of the glass umbrella.

The foreground suddenly went dark, and he flew out in the air, just like the deer knocked the boy out just now.

He held on to the handle of the umbrella that had become icy cold at some point, his body dragged a long trace and blood on the ground, but he still held on to the umbrella tightly.

Because once he lets go, it will melt under the sun like snowflakes.

Before drinking a sip of blood, Bai Lian's pupils were completely replaced by scarlet, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

Holding his umbrella, he stood up with difficulty.

On the surface of the umbrella, there was already a thick layer of ice.

Ticks of blood trickled down his cheeks to the ground.

In the mountains and forests, a thick frost and fog rose at some point.

Not far from Baili'an's body, the silver-white long sword danced in mid-air with frosty trails, and finally fell into a narrow and slender plain hand.

A slender and tall figure slowly walked out through the thick fog, the silver-white long sword in his hand stopped the sound of the cry, and became extremely quiet.

This woman was very beautiful, her shoulders were shaved and her waist was as plain as expected, but at the moment her face was pale and her figure was thin and almost sickly, as if a gust of wind could gently blow her down.

There was a layer of bleak gloom under the beautiful apricot eyes, and he looked a little lonely.

In the cold wind, a red dress is so red that it is beautiful and brilliant, like a beautiful flame in the frost and fog, but it also gives people a sense of dying, cold, and ending.

A scabbard dangling from her waist was apparently the scabbard of the sword in her hand.

In addition, behind her slashed shoulders, she also carried a sword.

The sword was tightly wrapped in a black cloth, and it was impossible to see the exact shape.

Her curly, slender and thick eyelashes flickered slightly, and when she glanced around, seeing Bai Lian's inhuman appearance, her eyes didn't reveal much emotion.

It's just that the corners of the perfectly shaped lips raised a slight arc: "Where did the ugly thing come from?"

She looked very pretty when she smiled, even though there was no smile in her eyes.

Move your lips and grin, as if wearing a smiling mask.

No one knows what kind of expression is behind that mask.

Hearing the girl's words, Bai Lian subconsciously covered his face with his sleeve.

It's really strange, he clearly knows that killing blood is about to go crazy with thirst at this moment, and the last sliver of clear consciousness is about to shatter.

But for some reason, when he heard her words, he still subconsciously covered his ugly eyes.

It was as if... he didn't want her to see him like this.

But he knew that not long ago, the girl from the Orion family also saw his ugly and bloody appearance.

At that time, he actually didn't mind the frightened attitude of Orion and the girl.

The silver-white long sword slowly returned to its sheath, and three things hung on the girl's waist.

Black jade, sapphire jug, Qiankun bag.

The black jade is exquisite and luxurious, engraved with the pattern of fiery red Suzaku.

The jade pendant was tied with beads on the top and black tassels on the bottom, which was full of ancient flavor. When it lightly collided with the sapphire jug, it made a crisp and pleasant sound.

The Qiankun bag was also embroidered with a mythical beast Vermilion Bird on the front, which seemed to complement the ancient black jade.

She took out a palm-sized coffin from the Qiankun bag, held the coffin with one hand, and tapped her fingers with the other hand.

Gently knocking on the coffin lid, the girl's beautiful almond eyes slightly curved, beautiful crescent shape, there was still no trace of a smile in her eyes.

But the tone of voice was extremely gentle, strangely gentle: "Shou, dinner is ready."

The girl holds the coffin.

Such a strange side could not help but make Bai Lian's heart tremble suddenly, as if his heart was lifted by something.

It was cold and uncomfortable.

What was even more frightening was that, in a state of extreme thirst for blood, his body unexpectedly walked towards the red-clothed girl step by step without knowing what to do.

The coffin was opened, and the sound of babbling, like a child's innocent raving, resounded through the entire mountain forest.

The voice is innocent, but it makes people scalp tingling.

Because with the sound, a scarlet tongue protruded from the coffin, and then quickly retracted.

　Xiaohong is coming out, will Xiaobai be far away?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)