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038, Corruption(1/2)

The blood words suspended in the air slowly landed on the ground and merged into the thick blood of the feet.

Bread turned around and continued to do what she wanted to do, without any change because of Xingli standing behind her. [bsp;    Her attitude was so cold that this coldness seemed to make Xingli feel an illusion.

It was like the feeling I felt when I first saw an idiot many years ago.

That cold, that kind of ruthlessness, that kind of cold look that doesn't care about anything you don't care about...

Father and daughter...is it?

But this similarity is absolutely abnormal.

Xingli wanted to say something, but at this time, the bread had already reached into the iron cage beside her. She pinched her blood-stained hands and raised her. She grabbed a small one in her hand.

dog.

But just when Xingli was wondering what this girl wanted to do with such a puppy, Bread pinched its ears with her left hand, grabbed one of the puppy's left forelimbs with her right hand, and raised her thumbs up...

One stroke.

The strong wind passing through the thumb was like cutting tofu, cutting off the puppy's left forelimb.

"Woof woof!!!"

The severe pain made the puppy start to struggle and keep fluttering, and the screams began to make noises from Sanbao's mouth. But the screams seemed to be completely different from the bread's ears. She threw away the broken limbs in her hand, and the golden light covered the wound and quickly healed the wound. Then, she grabbed the other foot of the puppy again and continued to cut it down as usual.

Xingli half opened her mouth" stared at everything that was happening in front of her in amazement.

She just watched the girl Li Liang in front of her, who should have been happy and carefree, and tore the limbs of a puppy with her own hands in front of her. Then she threw the puppy on the ground like garbage.

The blood-filled guide array at the feet began to emit light. Perhaps because of the blood, the light of the guide array looked full of bright red. The vortex that was constantly rotating was also like a vortex of blood at this moment, looking so strange.

"Bread...what are you doing?"

The bread did not respond. She stretched out her blood-stained palms and hanged above the puppy. Her emerald green pupils looked extremely calm and terrifying.

"Bread! You..."

Bang!

A burst of blood plasma flew.

The red light of the guide array slowly disappeared into the entire library, making it extremely quiet.

Only the strong and pungent fishy smell slowly began to spread again, and the puppy's screams stopped.

Xingli looked blankly at the girl squatting on the ground with her back facing her.

The puppy seen under her skirt was now motionless and slowly stood up. Similarly, she slowly turned around.

Xingli looked at her like this...

Looking at the girl with meat and internal organs stuck to her face, her clothes before her were dyed red with blood and meat sauce again.

On her, the only thing that has not been stained with red is probably the empty jade pupils, without any emotion, which makes everyone who meets these eyes feel involuntarily. In the most severe cold winter, "Bread lifts its feet and kicks the puppy's body that explodes into pieces to the side. After that, she walked to the blackboard on the side, and then started writing the formula on the blackboard as if nothing had happened.

Due to the blood between her fingers, the white chalk has now been dyed red, and rows of red fonts are written on the blackboard.

Looking at such bread, Xingli finally couldn't laugh anymore. She walked forward, grabbed the girl's shoulder, and said, "Bread, do you know what you are doing?"

The bread didn't look back." She raised her left hand, and the blood from her fingertips stayed in the air.

"Of course I know. I'm very sober now and don't need Teacher Xingli to worry."

"Isn't worry, is it possible? Look at what you are now, why don't you look in the mirror? Do you think Mr. Bu Bai will be happy if you do this? Seeing his daughter becoming so stupid, how can you feel at ease when you call Mr. Xiaobai in the Spirit of Heaven?"

"Of course I'll be happy."

Chalk between your fingers, stop.

Bread turned his head, and began to smile strangely.

She held the chalk and the jade pupils began to flow out of her luster, as if she had experienced something very happy, and she giggled.

"Baba will praise me as a good child. Baba will be very happy about the things I am doing now. Because, I will resurrect Baba, nnn, just give me some more time and I will be able to resurrect Baba. At that time, Baba will definitely praise bread happily... Say bread is a good child~nn"

A happy smile appeared on the bread's face, which was still stuck to blood clots.

She smiled...

Smiling with a gentle and confident smile.

The girl's eyes were flowing, and she seemed to have begun to look forward to the warm life after the resurrection of the idiot.

When she was thinking about these things, her smile was so sweet and so warm.

A slap in the face and hit the bread's face covered with smiles and blood.

"Let me wake up! Bread! Mr. Xiaobai is dead, how can you accept this fact? I know you are very sad, but now Mr. Xiaobai is really impossible to come back! Be cheer up and don't let your father worry about you after his death. Find a good day to bury Mr. Xiaobai and then cry at the funeral, okay?"

Xingli grabbed the shoulders of bread and scolded loudly. This may be the first time she has scolded someone so loudly in her life. Now, she just hopes that this girl can be sober and not continue like this!

Fairy...

Bread teeth, bite.

The next moment, her hands suddenly became piled up, and a strong wind rolled up from her palm. "I pushed Xingli directly and knocked her to the bookshelf over there. Crack, and a large number of bookshelfs were broken one after another.

"I won't let Baba be buried"

"Baba is still waiting for me to resurrect him! I know, Baba is always waiting."

"Every time I close my eyes, I can hear the sound of Baba! Baba kept saying to me, "Resurrect me quickly, even at any cost, resurrect me quickly! I want to continue to be with bread forever"!"

"I will never let the filthy mud cover up on Baba. I will never allow that so-called funeral!"

"no way!"

Bloody handwriting fell from the air.

After writing the last handwriting, Bread turned around without waiting for Xingli to say anything, and raised his hand. The blood on the ground quickly pulled up, becoming two blood giants, and quickly pounced towards Xingli!

Outside the library, pedestrians were chatting and laughing at night.

But the subsequent loud bang completely broke the tranquility of the night.

Xingli's body flew out, and she quickly turned around in the air and landed steadily. But before the people around her could react, she would not wait for her to step forward again! The damaged library wall was immediately covered with a layer of dry soil, filling the holes in the wall, wrapping it up again.

"Bread? Bread!"

Xingli rushed back to the library gate, but her hand just touched the door handle, and a current suddenly came from the handle, bounced away Xingli's hand. The teacher looked at the sealed building in front of him, and then thought about the little girl's obvious abnormal behavior inside. Naturally, the worries in her heart could no longer be explained in ordinary words.

Everything is still going on in the museum.

The mystery of time began to pass the blood attempts again and again, and slowly gathered in the palm of the girl.

The moon is pitch black, and the lake outside the window is rippled by the winter wind.

In this dark room, the girl's eyes turned into the coldest coldness, and she continued to pinch the chalk on her fingertips, clattering, writing on the blackboard how to deal with the balance between strength and life. "It's really a very difficult thing.

But even if it is difficult, the bread will never give up.

She was immersed in her own thinking, and after every thought, she continued to use those animals to experiment with her own strength.

Will succeed...

As long as you continue, you will definitely succeed.

No, no matter what, I will definitely make things successful. It only takes a little time and a little effort.

The woods look particularly cold today.

This dark forest is now out of sight. There is no longer the bustle and safety of the day...

The black dragon living in the forest was already asleep, and even the Death Knight was already curled up in the dark corner of Yin, "no longer making a sound.

In this darkness, a girl wanders in the forest.

She slowly walked under the tallest tree in the forest and raised her head. The jade pupils contained a cold luster.

Walk onto the platform and push open the familiar door.

The girl slowly walked in with a smile on her face.

The cold moonlight shone in from the branches, "striking on the grass and on the platform. In the place where the girl walked, a row of blood footprints slowly extended. The dry and sticky blood silently showed her most cruel side under the moonlight.

Screaking and pushing open the door, the girl with a beautiful face entered the room.

There was still a smile on her face. When she looked at the coffin in the room, the jade eyes immediately changed from the original coldness to the excitement. She walked up and pressed the lid of the coffin.

The coffin lid without a stitch was gently pushed open, and a cold air overflowed from it.

The girl's fingers fell gently on the ice coffin inside, and her green fingertips slid gently, drawing a blood fingerprint on the pure and flawless Yan Bing.

The ice coffin was plump, and the man was still "slept" with his eyes closed.

Perhaps for this girl, he was "sleeping".

The girl knelt beside the ice coffin with a smile. Her palm covered with red liquid gently stroked the ice coffin, leaving a bright red mark.

Under the red mark, the man's face was solemn and haggard. The black hair mixed with white silk made him look very weak.

(Bao, wait for the bread, just wait for a little longer)

(It will be soon to find out the power of resurrection of Baba. It will take no time to Baba to get out of this damn ice coffin and live with Baba again.)
To be continued...
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