"Run quickly!"

Under the night, three figures were running in the woods in a hurry. Twenty or thirty meters behind them, a figure that looked like ape was chasing them.

He placed his hands in front of him and chased him quickly. His running posture was very strange, like an ape. Now his mind was occupied by bloodthirsty thoughts. In his eyes, those three people were his prey and were no longer different from wild monsters.

"Damn it, I won't run away. I don't believe that the three of us are still afraid of him? He just looks terrifying!" The man in glasses suddenly shouted angrily, and after that, he stopped. Qingfeng and the short man also stopped.

The three of them looked at each other and turned around quickly. They raised their weapons to face the lonely drop who was rushing towards them. The man with glasses had a long sword in his hand, while the short man was like Qingfeng, with an axe.

Shanluo, no matter what weapons they took, he rushed towards them with his mouth open, and the speed was very fast, and not long after, the two sides collided.

"Bang!"

The man with glasses slashed a sword horizontally, but Shanluo's speed was faster than his attack. Shanluo suddenly jumped and avoided his sword. At the same time, Shanluo's right foot quickly hit his chin. He felt a huge force coming from his chin, and the next moment his body flew up involuntarily.

"Bang! Bang!"

Shanluo in the air twisted his body, then he suddenly smashed his fists, hitting Qingfeng and the short man in the faces, and directly hitting them backwards. The whole process was very short and it ended like a flash of lightning. In just a few seconds, Qingfeng and the other two fell to the ground.

After landing, Shan Luo quickly pounced on Qingfeng. The frightened Qingfeng hurriedly blocked Shan Luo's head with his arms. Shan Luo's hideous appearance made him frightened. The man with glasses and the short man on the side rushed over to pull Shan Luo away.

"roar!"

Shan Luo suddenly looked up and roared at them, his voice like a wild beast, making people feel palpitations. His blood-red eyes suddenly scared the men with glasses and stopped.

"Save me!"

Qingfeng pressed Shanluo's chest with both hands, and asked for help from the men of glasses. His voice seemed very panicked. Seeing this, the man of glasses and the short man hesitated. Shanluo's terrifying appearance and strong strength made them dare not rush up.

"Let's run away first. This guy is terrible. I don't know what kind of monster he is. We are not opponents at all. If he doesn't leave, he will pester us later!" The short man said with a bloody nose. While speaking, his eyes avoided Qingfeng's gaze.

The man in glasses watched Qingfeng throw helpless and desperate eyes at him. He hesitated, but when he saw Shanluo's demonic face, he immediately dispelled his unbearableness.

"Walk!"

After saying that, the man with glasses turned around and ran quickly. The short man hurriedly followed him. They did not look back at Qingfeng. Their figures were so heartless that they disappeared into the woods soon.

"Blood...blood!"

Shanluo growled, his body kept pressing down. Qingfeng felt an unstoppable force coming, and his hands began to bend down, Shanluo's mouth was getting closer and closer to his neck.

"No! No! I don't want to die!"

Qingfeng shook his head in despair and shouted, but Shanluo, who was occupied by the bloodthirsty impulse at this moment, ignored him. Shanluo just wanted to drink blood, drink more blood, the more the better!

With his desperate expression, Shan Luo bit his neck with one bite, his eyes burst, and then he began to struggle violently.

"Help! Help! Who will save me? I don't want to die..."

No matter how Qingfeng shouted, she ignored her. The big sweetness in her mouth flowed into her throat, making him extremely excited. He felt that his soul was flying. This feeling was very wonderful. The taste of blood seemed to be different from what he had drunk before. It was more delicious and made him sink.

Feeling the severe pain from his neck, Qingfeng, whose head became more and more dizzy, no longer struggled. At this moment, he began to feel jealous. He hated the man with glasses who did not save him, and he hated him alone.

"I will definitely come back! I will kill you all to take revenge..."

Qingfeng roared suddenly, and before he finished speaking, he bit his neck with a "crack" sound. Then his head tilted and lost his breath. His eyes were wide open, and his insides were filled with blood, and he was obviously dying with his eyes closed!

"Ding! Kill the player Qingfeng and get 1 experience value! Increase 100 karma value!"

The system prompt sound suddenly sounded in his mind made Danluo's body stagnate. The next moment he began to drink Qingfeng's blood frantically, and the fatal blood was leading Danluo to a path of no return.

...

The night was like water, and the moonlight was quietly scattered in front of a big tree. Shan Luo was sitting on the grass with a numb look on his face. His knees were bent and he looked very decadent. His eyes never left Qingfeng's corpse beside him.

"I'm drinking human blood..."

Shanluo murmured while holding his hair, his voice full of helplessness and fear. If he just killed a player, he would feel guilty, but he would not be like this. But the current situation is that he is drinking human blood. Human nature and morality continue to oppress his heart, making him almost collapse.

He has always been worried that he would have such a day, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. He regretted that he shouldn't have chosen the word "blood" as the first word of fate.

"Damn it! Why is this happening..." He fell to the ground with both fists. He kept roaring against the tree trunk with his head, his tone full of regret and panic. At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to quit the game and never enter the text era again. When he thought of himself drinking human blood just now, he felt a tumbling in his stomach, nausea and vomiting.

Numbness, he slowly stood up and came to Qingfeng's corpse. He felt guilt and self-blame when he saw Qingfeng dying with his eyes closed. He had no grudges with this player. The more he thought so, the more irritated he felt, and an inexplicable violence burst out from his heart.

"Bang!"

Shan Luo suddenly punched the ground, as if this could not vent his irritability. He raised his fists and began to slam it on the ground frantically. His angry look seemed very ferocious in the night.

"Why! Why! Why!"

"Others can do whatever they want when they enter the game! Why is the only one who is alone, who is not human or ghost!"

"Why! I'm unwilling to accept it! Damn blood words!"

...

Shan Luo roared while hammering the ground angrily. He didn't know when his fists were already bleeding, but he didn't care. He just wanted to vent his long-depressed anger!

In his rage, his body began to emit a faint blood energy, and a vague blood word slowly appeared behind him, looking very strange.

"Who made this game? Why is it so real? I have obviously wanted to give up this game many times, but why can't I help it?"
Chapter completed!