Inside the quiet air-raid shelter, there was silence for a while.

After the ghosts that smirked and called the names of the living people disappeared, the area fell silent for a while.

There was only a slow and heavy footstep, slowly sounding in the deeper passage.

And gradually approached.

It seems that in the depths of the air-raid shelter, a man with unstable footsteps staggered out.

The footsteps gradually approached.

And getting closer.

Soon, the sound of footsteps appeared at the entrance of the passage.

Then, a man covered in blood appeared.

Standing on the edge of the blood-red area, it had a distorted expression and bloodshot eyes. It seemed to be extremely emotional and was greatly stimulated.

Hanging on his right hand, holding a sharp knife.

The scarlet blood was dripping down the sharp knife.

The man's body was not only splattered with blood, but also some pieces of meat hung.

It seems that this is a butcher who just came out of the slaughterhouse.

Or maybe... a murderer who had just brutally divided his wife.

Its fierce eyes scanned this blood-red area.

However, in the blood-red world, it was empty.

There are no ghosts, no figures, only some torn sacks piled in the corners and some wooden boxes stacked together.

It's empty and can't see anything.

The man was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't expected this result.

It held a sharp knife dripping blood in its hand and walked forward two more steps.

Then it stopped.

At the exit of this passage, on the floor of the blood red area, there was a diary lying silently.

There was nothing around the diary, it just lay on the floor abruptly, as if it had been left here by someone accidentally.

On the front page of the cover, there is a girl with a beautiful back.

With her back to the man, she sat on the grass, quietly watching the sunset in the distance.

All you can see is the girl's back and her long black hair scattered.

Very smooth and beautiful black hair, but inexplicably uncomfortable.

Because those jet-black hairs seem to be alive, very weird.

Moreover, the girl's arm dropped to her side reveals a small piece of pale skin, which looks incredibly crippled, like a dead man's arm...

The weird stalemate lasted for a long time.

The man tilted his head and looked down at the diary on the floor.

It seems to be a little confused and can't understand what this is.

After a while, the man moved.

It took two steps forward and came to the side of the diary.

Bend down, approached the diary, and glanced twice.

The man violently raised the dripping knife in his hand and slashed fiercely towards the diary on the floor!

But the next second, a pair of pale arms suddenly emerged from the diary.

Almost for an instant, these arms stubbornly caught the man who was bending over and squatting, and interrupted his slashing behavior.

The evil spirit covered in blood didn't expect it to be like this at all, and after being caught, he struggled frantically.

The violent intensity is like a mad bison, and it is estimated that even the iron chain can't trap it.

However, no matter how crazy it struggles, it still can't get rid of the seemingly slender and weak hands.

After the pale hands firmly grasped it, they couldn't let it break free.

The evil spirit roared in anger.

It frantically waved the sharp knife in its hand and wanted to chop the diary on the floor.

But at the moment it raised the knife, behind a pile of torn sacks not far away, a tall figure suddenly jumped out.

The brawny man appeared without warning, came swiftly and violently, and jumped out just in time when the likes and evil spirits were caught.

It's almost as if it was calculated in advance.

The hideous Frostmourne fell from the sky, and slashed heavily towards the evil spirit who had been dragged to kneel on the floor.

The alloy blade fell heavily on the back of the evil spirit.

Cang!

With a weird clash of gold and iron, a woman's arm suddenly grew on the back of the evil spirit who was half kneeling on the floor and unable to move and resist.

That hand was holding a sharp knife dripping blood, blocking Yang Xuming's heavy chopping in this surprise attack.

Yang Xuming was stunned for a second.

Depend on! Is there such an operation?

In the next second, half of the woman's body appeared directly on the back of the evil spirit.

It was a woman with a painful expression, growing directly from the back of the evil spirit, but only a body above the waist. He was pale, with pain and despair on his face.

It was covered with blood on its body and hands, like fragments that had been forcibly spliced ​​together.

The moment Yang Xuming recovered Frostmourne, the woman screamed and waved the sharp knife in her hand and slashed at Yang Xuming.

And the evil spirit who was half-kneeling on the floor, frantically struggling to break free from Xiaozi's swallowing hands, no longer had that **** sharp knife.

So this evil spirit has merged his wife with him?

That murder weapon can transform the knife holder at will?

Yang Xuming calmly blocked the woman's fierce slash, and took a half step back.

Obviously, this woman is not happy or happy about being one with her husband.

Her face is full of despair and pain, even after death, she will never be at peace.

Tortured by unimaginable pain.

Yang Xuming took two steps back again, away from the strange couple.

The blood-covered man knelt on the ground, was firmly grasped by a pair of pale arms, and was constantly being dragged into the pink diary.

On the man's back, his wife grew a body above the waist, brandishing a **** knife and screaming to force Yang Xuming back.

This scene is full of horror and weird style.

Especially the painful and distorted expression on a woman's face, it is estimated that even a master with extraordinary painting skills can't describe that kind of pain.

That kind of painful despair is not something that a living person can show.

At this time, the evil spirit was about to be dragged into the diary.

Its chest was almost lying on the diary, and it was about to be sucked in.

The evil spirit roared in anger.

In the next second, the female ghost raised the knife and fell, and directly chopped off the evil ghost's head.

Then there was a series of crazy slashes, which directly chopped off the shoulders connecting the evil spirit and the ghost hand.

In this way, Xiao Zi's hands grabbed two pieces of minced meat and retracted into the diary.

And the **** body of the evil spirit jumped up abruptly and moved away from the pale pink diary.

Its head was held in her arms by the woman.

The bloodshot eyes stared at Yang Xuming in front of him and let out an angry roar.

Obviously, this evil spirit was finally angered.

Yang Xuming looked at the headless corpse with the upper body of another woman growing out of the back, while the woman's left hand was holding the evil spirit's head, and the right hand was holding a **** sharp knife.

This weird scene is extremely curious.

Yang Xuming's face was a bit ugly.

The couple... a bit fierce.

PS: I updated so early, do you know what it means...laugh

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