The fight is still going on, and the sticky and rich smell of blood completely replaces the smell that should have and becomes the smell that everyone thinks should exist. [Free Download Novels for Free] If fresh air flows in, everyone will probably vomit. Because they have completely adapted to this smell and completely merged themselves with the blood.

Blood is him, he is blood.

Xiao Yuanchao, who was lying among the dead, stared at a living person who was crying and staggering. The living person was covered in blood, his eyes were confused and confused, and he lost the color that the living person should have.

This is a lunatic, a lunatic driven crazy by bloody battles.

"Hahaha...hehehe..." The madman sat on the corpse and kept hammering his head and singing with laughter and tears: "I am a little bird, a little bird...small bird...small bird...small water...small water...two tigers, two tigers..."

The mind is completely confused and illogical. This is a madman who is stimulated by death and blood.

In fact, war is the most capable of creating madmen, and it can mass produce madmen. Anyone who has participated in a cruel war and can survive by chance is absolutely no normal person. They will more or less tend to have a psychopathic tendency, and what they do will make it difficult for normal people to understand and accept.

This is mild, while the severe one is the complete collapse of the nerves in fear and are mentally confused. Everything you see is a fantasy or real refraction. When the nerves are confused, the logic will be confused.

Simply put, this is a neurological disorder caused by fear of death, which is basically difficult to cure.

Xiao Yuanchao looked at the madman pitifully and slowly raised the Nepalese machete in his hand. He is still very kind and wants to solve the madman with one knife and save him from his pain.

"Hehehe, woman! woman! hehehe..." The madman suddenly saw Xiao Yuanchao stabbing the woman in his heart with a knife, and immediately stood up with a dance.

The madman's eyes were still full of chaos, but it exuded the extreme heat that wild beasts would only possess during the mating season. He pulled out the woman's corpse, drooling while wading the woman's clothes... No, to be precise, it should have been to remove the woman's corpse's clothes, so that it was not enough to be able to remove the woman's corpse's clothes.

"Bang!"

The still soft female corpse was thrown into blood by the madman. The part wrapped in clothes could still appear as fair bodies. Under the stain of blood mixed with minced meat, it became dirty and hideous.

But the madman didn't care. He pulled out his pants like a male dog, held the female corpse's legs against her shoulders, and began to thrust excitedly. While shaking, a strange sound was made in his throat.

The female corpse did not move, with her lost eyes open, and turned her head to stare at Xiao Yuanchao. She stared at her tightly, staring at her tightly!

At this moment, Xiao Yuanchao seemed to see a strong resentment in the eyes of the female corpse, as if saying to him: Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!

Staring at the female corpse's body, which was shaking constantly because the madman raped the corpse, Xiao Yuanchao suddenly felt extremely nauseous. It was not because he was frightened by the female corpse's eyes, but because he was disgusting, it was really disgusting.

A woman whose chest was broken open by herself, a living person who went crazy because of death; a madman who raped the corpse, a female corpse who was raped. They were moving, moving one after another, as if moving like a complete living person.

Yes, it is this kind of movement that makes me disgusted. The female corpse should have been lying quietly, and the madman should have kept his saliva and sing, but now the madman and the female corpse are integrated, which makes Xiao Yuanchao disgusted and nauseated!

Suddenly, the madman stopped moving. He lay heavily on the body of the female corpse and gasped violently, and his body even made a spasm caused by pleasure.

The female corpse was still staring at Xiao Yuanchao, and Xiao Yuanchao was still staring at the unsacred eyes of the female corpse.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuanchao felt that he felt that the female corpse was asking him for help and was begging him for crying. The female corpse wanted him to help him get rid of the humiliation he would suffer after he died.

This lingering thought suddenly arose in his mind. Xiao Yuanchao's breathing began to become rapid, and his right hand holding the scimitar began to tremble. He clearly heard a voice in his heart constantly urging him: Help her! Help her! Help her!

Can't help! Can't help!

Xiao Yuanchao gritted his teeth tightly and tried to suppress the voice in his heart. He is now a dead corpse, the king of this pile of dead corpses. If he helps, he will expose himself; if he helps, he may lose his status as a king of this area!

The female corpse seemed very disappointed, and the blood splashed on her face slowly and silently flowed downwards, mixing with the blood stains under her body.

I don’t know how long it took, but the female corpse finally stopped looking at Xiao Yuanchao. Her cheeks turned around and was carried by the madman.

The madman held the female corpse's cheeks in both hands, and a whispering sound appeared in his mouth, as if he was telling something. Then, the madman lay on the female corpse's chest that had a bloody mouth, and used his mouth to find the already cold nipples. He kept crying: "Mom, I'm afraid, Mom, I'm afraid..."

As he screamed, the madman closed his eyes, sucked like a baby, intoxicated.

Xiao Yuanchao slowly stood up, walked to the madman and the female corpse with a Nepalese scimitar, took a deep breath, and lifted the madman to point it at the madman's back.

The madman had no feeling at all, and was still sucking the nipples of the female corpse hard, completely returning to nature.

"Swoosh!"

The scimitar stabbed suddenly, and Xiao Yuanchao finally wanted to help the female corpse.

But at this moment, something suddenly tripped under his feet and his body immediately lost balance. And the power of this trip was extremely powerful, and he fell to the ground with his back.

"Bang!"

"squeak!"

The moment he fell to the ground, the knife inserted into his left shoulder entered a little more again. The blade rubbed against the bones, making a sharp and harsh sound.

The severe pain came, Xiao Yuanchao gritted his teeth without making any sound, and the scimitar in his right hand immediately placed it horizontally in his chest.

He clearly saw the madman standing up, spitting off the nipples of the female corpse and standing up, holding a belt in his hand, staring at him coldly.

At this moment, the chaos and confusion in the madman's eyes disappeared without a trace, and there was only the harsh murderous intent of cold and cold ice.

"Bang!"

The madman shook his belt that wrapped around Xiao Yuanchao's right foot, and dragged Xiao Yuanchao to the ground and pulled him towards him.

As he dragged, Xiao Yuanchao clearly felt the hilt behind his shoulder pressing against the ground, and under the influence of force, he cut his wound to a greater extent.

"Um!!!"

Xiao Yuanchao gritted his teeth and made a dull sound.
Chapter completed!