He closed his eyes and kept doing mental construction, whether it was chicken blood or chicken blood or chicken blood.
It's fucking chicken blood.
When the heads in front of him were lifted one by one, the small square sky in front of them was countless times bigger.
Li Yu turned over and got up, and was pulled behind him by the man.
Looking at the tall body in front of him, not only was he not at ease, but a kind of panic gushed out instead.
The current target is the humanoid killer. Apart from the slight changes in his body, his mood fluctuates greatly.
One after another, the assimilated people fell into his hands, like puppets without defense, their heads, arms, legs, stumps flying around, their brains cracked, and the peaceful grove became hell in just ten minutes Shura field.
Li Yu swallowed in fear, pretending to pull out the hammer from his back, and threw it at the assimilated man who was attacking.
? After the assimilated person is injured, he still rises up to attack, an inspirational model.
The most fucking thing is that these things that are neither human nor ghost have the same recovery ability as the vampires.
Li Yu was frightened, and if he didn't kill Nick, the army of assimilated people would definitely continue to expand.
This is simply more terrifying than the loss of the doomsday world.
"1551, what about that idiot?"
"Watching a play." 1551's electronic voice was much more difficult with a touch of gloating, "His Adam's apple has been cut in half, and he is probably going to be dumb."
Li Yu leaned against Ying Han and smashed open another one, "The blood race's organs can't be repaired?"
1551 said, "Of course, what they can repair is only the wounds on the flesh and bones."
Li Yu turned his head silently, and saw the man's hand coming out of the chest of an assimilated person, with a heart in his palm.
Ying Han retracted his fingers and his heart burst, leaving only a lump of soft, sticky rotten flesh.
Stomach convulsions, chest sour, Li Yu almost vomited out on the spot, weakly begging the system for a mosaic.
Once the function is turned on, the whole world is in harmony.
Li Yu was more agile in beating up people, and the hammer became more and more handy, and he flew one by one.
Ying Han put one down and turned to look at the young man.
Dark blood was all over his body, and the black hair wet with sweat was glued to his forehead obediently, sloppy and embarrassed, but because of the rare cruelty on his face, he became extra alluring.
The man moved his ears, twisted off a head, stretched out his hand to hook him over, and kissed him hard.
"Holy wood." He chuckled, his red eyes flashed, "Mino, besides this, what other secrets do you have that I don't know."
Li Yu was speechless, "Could you stop messing around at a time like this?"
Ying Han suddenly changed his face, and said viciously, "I'll deal with you later."
Li Yu's heart is cold and bitter, big brother, obviously you are the one with the most secrets.
He stretched out his hand and pushed the man's face away, "Fuck them, you can clean them up as you like."
Ying Han twitched the corners of his lips, his eyes became darker and darker, and the most primitive blood in his body was completely stimulated by the killing.
Looking at the purgatory in front of him, he felt a secret excitement in his heart, and he just wanted to kill more.
By the time Li Yu realized that something was wrong with the target, most of the assimilated people had already died.
He felt trembling, and asked the system, "Three hundred years ago, the boss was also like this?"
"The bloodthirsty people are naturally bloodthirsty, and the nature of killing is hidden in their bones, not to mention that he has awakened the blood of the ancestors." 1551 said, "The pope compromised at the time because the target was too lethal."
Ying Han gave him the feeling that he didn't fit in at first, and then he only fit in with him. Now, this is not a vampire, he should be a werewolf.
Li Yu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said, "You said before that he only killed animals, but never killed anyone."
? ? 1551, "Do you think the Pope's subordinates are good people? Child molestation, rape, massacre and surrender, what is it if it's not a beast?"
Li Yu didn't say a word. In order to prepare for the exam, he had read some ancient earth history. Certain churches were indeed holy on the surface, but dirtier than anyone else on the inside.
There was a roar in the distance.
The assimilated people stopped their movements like clockwork, quickly broke up and fled, and disappeared into the woods.
Ying Han wiped off the dirty blood from the corner of his mouth, looked through the dense leaves, and met the other pair of eyes.
A thousand miles away, Li Yu could hear the sound of sparks in the air.
He looked around and saw that black and red mosaics were spread out on the floor, "What should I do with these?"
Ying Han, "Someone will deal with it."
 ?Injured, wronged.
Now he is a walking durian, attracting fear and repulsion everywhere, but durian is obviously sweet, silky and soft in the mouth, delicious in the world.
After the young man retreated ten meters away, the carpenter felt better, and shouted at the top of his voice, "What's the matter with you?"
Li Yu said loudly, "Master, let me borrow the cutting machine."
Song An stood in the middle, deafened by the yelling of the two, and simply acted as a messenger.
After some communication, he took Li Yu to the studio.
The studio is the private space of the carpenter, there is no one else, Song An looked at the young man, "Have you met those monsters too?"
Li Yu lowered his head and pulled his filthy clothes, hummed, "Yes, I saw Jack."
"How is he?" Song An was surprised, and lowered his head to press the switch of the cutting machine.
"Dead." Headshot by my man.
Song An probably guessed something, and didn't ask more.
Li Yu came to the cutting machine with the yew, at a loss, "1551, is this piece of wood useful as a whole?"
If it is, at least five wooden nails can be made to nail Nick to the cross.
1551 said, "No."
Li Yu's forehead was throbbing, and he looked over and over again.
The periphery of the wood is yellow-white, the heartwood is purple-red, and the color of the heartwood is darker, almost approaching dark brown.
He gritted his teeth and asked, "Can't you reveal it?"
The system gave a hateful negative answer.
Li Yu squeezed the wood tightly, frowned and put it on the cutting table, pushing it forward little by little carefully.
Hao Lai can only gamble on this one, and pray that bad luck will not follow.
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