Chapter 82

Mo Yi's breath was a little bit short. The hot blood flowed down his heart to his limbs, which was faintly hot under his cold skin. He moved his finger, and a numb dull pain came from the wound, and faint dizziness came from his eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced over his palm.

The snow-white bandage was completely soaked into dark red by blood. The blood trickled down his fingertips. The dark red soil quickly absorbed the dripping blood and became more gloomy red.

There is no tendency to heal completely.

He quickly glanced at the other players, and the wounds on their arms flowed down as if they had just been cut.

Mo Yi's heart sank and raised his eyes to Ai Wei, who was standing in the center of the land.

Her face was pale, a pair of dark eyes on her face looked more sinister, I do not know when, her hand has firmly grasped a huge heavy kitchen knife.

The knife is exactly the same as the one Yu Ran found in the kitchen, but it is more bright and sharp. It seems that it will be cut just by watching it. The tip of the knife drips down slowly with thick dark red blood, which is suffused with heavy evil spirit.

It should be Ivy's weapon for killing and dismembering.

Ivy stood upright on the blood soaked soil, a pair of horrible eyes staring at the people, she did not move, the players did not dare to move, for fear that their every move would disturb each other.

After all, this platform is not big enough, and there is no shelter to block it, so there is no place to run.

All of them cried bitterly in their hearts. For a moment, they all had a premonition of impending disaster.

The two sides are in a stalemate, and the tense confrontation atmosphere seems to be filled with inflammables, and even a little action can be

but Ivy still stands still and does not move. Her pale and slender fingers tightly hold the handle of the knife, and her knuckles are a little blue. Her expressionless face flashes with struggle. It seems that she is dominated by two strong and extreme impulses, and her dark eyes are flashing A complicated look.

Yu Ran is aware of Ai Wei's vacillation. She quickly glances at the players and the land in front of her eyes, bites her teeth, and cries out in a desperate way:

"Ai Wei! The two behind you are not your children! Just two empty shells to tempt and manipulate you

Ivy's grip on the handle became more tight and loose.

Yu Ran is keenly aware of her change in attitude, her eyes brightened, and then raised her voice and continued to shout:

"you have suffered for hundreds of years just to prevent the epidemic from spreading. If you are bewitched by demons now, everything will fall short of success!"

The shaking look on Ivy's face became more and more obvious. She slowly covered herself with a thin layer of burnt black shell, and slowly spread upward from the sole of her feet. It seemed that she had a tendency to recover.

Just then, the soft voice of a child sounded behind her:

"Mom."

Ai Wei was shocked and turned to look at the two children behind her. They looked at her with big dark blue eyes and a pure smile on their lips:

"don't you want to be with us forever?"

"You don't love us anymore?"

Ivy's pale face slowly put on hard armor, her face showed a loving smile, dark eyes affectionate and numb: "of course I love you, we will always be together."

Everyone's nerves are tense to the point of breaking down. Mo Yi grabs Yu Ran, who still wants to say something. His pale palm, stained with half dried blood, leaves dark red blood on her light colored sleeve.

Yu Ran turns her head and looks straight at Mo Yi's deep eyes. She is stunned.

Before she could react, Mo Yi reached her ear and said a few words in a low voice.

Yu Ran is stunned and surprised in her eyes, but before she can ask her doubts, she just listens to the child not far away opening her mouth and smiling at Ivy and saying:

"Mom, would you like to sing me a song, just like you do every night?"

Ivy's face was pale and hard, but she couldn't hide her dark face.

Her green and white fingers clenched the handle of the knife, and the dark red blood was dripping down the blade. The burnt black shell of her body peeled off again and fell to the ground.

She came to the crowd, humming a nursery rhyme in her mouth:

" what are little boys made of ？ frogs and snails……”

They were cold all over, regardless of whether there was a place to hide, they turned around and ran in different directions with their own strength, praying in their hearts that they would not be the first to be watched.After all, with so many people, there must be some vitality in the scattered running.

But their hidden desire was soon lost.

Ivy's body twisted in the air for a moment, then slowly dissipated in mid air, and a few seconds later, she appeared beside a player.

Her stiff arms were raised, and the cold shining blade fell from the air. With a shrill scream, the blade in her hand severely cut the wrist and ankle of the captured player.

A large amount of blood gushed out along the wound, and the pale bones came out of the flesh and blood. The heartbreaking wailing hurt everyone's eardrum, which made the listener unable to help but fight.

Ivy's pale cheeks are splashed with bright blood. She moves her eyes rigidly, her arms drop down, and the blood drips down the blade to the ground, where she is drunk by the greedy sand.

Unexpectedly, she didn't continue to kill the howling player by cutting his throat and gouging out his knees. Instead, she left him rolling in the blood, as if she were just trying to abolish his mobility and turn him into a bloodletting vessel.

Mo Yi's eyes stay for a moment on the land which has absorbed the blood all over the ground.

Ivy slowly dissipated in the air.

The people were tense and numb. They ran in the opposite direction as if they could escape Ivy's sight.

Different from them, Mo Yi is running towards the blood red land in the center.

As he ran, he tore off the bandage on his palm. He clenched his teeth, put his finger into the bloody wound in his palm and pulled it hard.

A large piece of flesh and blood rolled up along his movement, and warm blood gushed out along the wound, leaving a nearly scorching temperature on his cold skin.

The intense pain makes Mo Yi's eyes dark. The sharp pain stimulates his peripheral nerves and tugs at his brain. Excessive blood loss leads to his mental retardation.

According to his previous interpretation in the human skin book, it takes an extremely large amount of blood to complete the last part of the sacrifice.

So if you want to escape from the collapsed sand house, you have to let out a lot of blood. So the first person Ivy chased just now is the one with the deepest wound and the most bleeding among them.

But now it's him.

Mo Yi's teeth clenched, and his mouth seemed to be filled with a faint smell of rust, as if he could not feel the pain. With his fingertip exerting force, he firmly buckled into his wound, and he had already touched the white bone under the thin skin.

More blood flowed down his fingers.

He held up his mind and locked his eyes tightly on the only dark color in his blood red sight -

tombstone.

Get as close to it as possible.

The air in front of him gradually twisted, Ivy's body slowly condensed in front of his eyes.

Mo Yi's shortness of breath is like a fire burning his throat, and his disordered heartbeat beats a tight drum beat in his ear.

The cold light of the blade flashed in the remaining light and rose high in the air!

Perhaps because of his vigilance, Mo Yi's reaction was very quick. He suddenly stopped his pace and took a big step back with agility. He even avoided that fatal attack!

Watching Ivy rigidly turn her face and slowly move her limbs, it seems that she is going to give him another blow.

Mo Yi grabs the gap, stares at Ai Wei's dark eyes and says:

"I know you're there!"

Ai Wei's movements pause imperceptibly. Mo Yi's eyes are keen to catch her movements. She takes this opportunity to open her mouth and says with great speed:

"if you don't have a little self-consciousness, you should cut off the throat of the player just now, and use his strong artery to bleed blood, but you didn't, but you cut off his wrist and ankle, and you're trying to stop it Do it yourself

Ivy's face was slightly distorted, and her hands holding the handle of the knife stopped stiffly in the air.

Mo Yi stares at her with his eyes tightly, and his heart is full of confusion. He doesn't think that his words will be of any use to this paranoid soul which has been deeply mired in mud. However, after all, his goal is not here -

when ivy is distracted, he shouts:

"now!"

Voice did not fall, a figure like an arrow from the side of the corner of the shadow rushed out!

was blazing with anger, and as like as two peas in the same way as ivy, he was holding his hands in the hands and rushed to the two children standing on the red earth.

When he ran close to the wall, he ran with the shadow of his own in the center of the wall.

Mo Yi's near self destruction behavior attracted Ai Wei's attention, so Yu Ran's action can be so smooth.

Ivy is aware of the change in the next second. Her pale face is twisted in an instant. Her black eyes, which were shaken by Mo Yi's words, burst into flames of anger.The paranoid and vicious face looks terrible and strange, and the cruel choice of people in the eyes makes people feel scared.

There was a hoarse roar from her throat, which was not like the existence of human beings. It was like a lioness who had lost her cubs. She abandoned Mo Yi standing beside her and turned to Yu Ran!

Mo Yi takes a deep breath and rushes to the open and empty tomb --

and jumps in.

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