Chapter 28

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Chapter 28 Slash Slash

Purr and purr.
​The head of the Ghost Face fell.
​Zhao Kongcheng shook his body and fell straight down.
​Lin Qiye eyes and hands quickly, steadily caught Zhao Kongcheng’s body, until then, he found Zhao Kongcheng’s physical condition is how bad.
​Scratches, bumps, falls… In the spiritual perception of Lin Qiye, his body is densely covered with wounds, gurgling blood flows from it, and the rainwater mire under him is dyed red. At least five or six bones were broken on his body, and Lin Qiye could not imagine how Zhao Kongcheng could stand up under such serious injuries.
​The most fatal thing is that Lin Qiye can clearly perceive that Zhao Kongcheng’s body is rapidly declining, his vitality is like the embers in the ashes, and it is getting weaker and weaker…
​Lin Qiye sat beside Zhao Kongcheng at a loss, “Your body…”
​”Ahem, ahem… Nothing, just a legacy of forced potential.”
​”If you go on like this, you’ll die.”
​”I know.”
​”You’re okay to die?”
​”Hey, hey, hey…” Zhao Kongcheng wanted to laugh, but in the middle of his laugh, he coughed up blood again, “It’s not a loss, at least I experienced a forbidden market before I died, and…”
​”And what?”
​”And I have done it, and I have drawn my sword to the deep and stained the sky with blood.” Zhao Kongcheng shook his hand, touched the mud under him, touched a hand of blood, “This amount of blood, even if it can not dye the sky, dye a piece of earth should be no problem.”
​Lin Qiye was stunned, “But there are no tens of thousands of people behind you, and no one sees your efforts except me, so is it worth it?”
​Zhao Kongcheng smiled and did not answer.
​”Do me a favor.”
​”You say.”
​”I have a packet of cigarettes in my pocket. Light them for me.”
​Lin Qiye groped in Zhao Kongcheng’s chest pocket for a while, touched a rain-soaked cigarette, and touched a lighter from the pants pocket.
​The smoke to Zhao Kongcheng pick up, Lin Qiye hand to protect the lighter, to prevent the rain, even pressed a few times.
​Chug, chug… Baaaah!
​A flash of flame ignited the cigarette in Zhao Kongcheng’s mouth.
​He inhaled hard and breathed a long breath, as if the whole person was comfortable.
​Zhao Kongcheng held a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes looking at the gray sky. The rain fell on his face and slid down his cheek…
​”Lin seven nights.”
​”HMM.”
​”I cut the ghost noodle King, did you see that?”
​”I see it.”
​Zhao Kongcheng’s mouth could not control the upward, he was very happy.
​Lin Qiye nodded, was about to say something, suddenly, the whole body slightly shook.
​He turned his head stiffly and saw a burly headless corpse slowly rising from the mud in the distance…
​On its body, a pale strange face is like a parasite, crawling quickly, from the legs to the back, and from the back to the chest…
​Finally, it grew on King Ghost-Face’s chest.
​On the side of the newly severed head, the pale face had disappeared.
​Lin seven night pupil suddenly contracted!
​Ghost face king… Not dead yet.
​Rain, still falling.
​Zhao Kongcheng looked at the sky, still remembering the scene, and did not notice the change in Lin Qiye’s expression.
​”Fuck, I killed the guy who couldn’t even kill the captain… Lin Qiye, do you think I severe?”
​Lin Qiya silence for a moment, look down to the bosom of Zhao Kongcheng, heavy nod.
​”Well, impressive!
​”Having done so much, if I can survive, I must be a general, right?”
​”Sure.” Lin Qiye’s eyes are full of certainty, “You have to live!”
​”Hey hey.”
​Zhao Kongcheng seems to have imagined some picture, his face is filled with satisfaction.
​But the light in his eyes is fading.
​Lin Qiye’s hands trembled slightly. He shook Zhao Kongcheng’s body and whispered:
​”Zhao Kongcheng! You’re not a general yet, you can’t die yet!”
​Zhao Kongcheng seems to have been unable to hear the voice of Lin Qiye, his eyes gradually blurred… He opened his mouth and his voice sounded like a mosquito:
​”Lao Tzu… Was that handsome?”
​”Handsome!” Lin Qiye’s lips trembled, and he nodded firmly,
​”Very handsome! Better looking than anyone I’ve ever seen!”
​The corners of Zhao Kongcheng’s mouth curl slightly, his eyes slowly close, and his body relaxes.
​Chao Kongcheng, dead.
​clatter
​Lin Qiya sat there, the rain blurred his eyes, but his eyes still did not move from Zhao Kongcheng.
​until The heavy footsteps sounded again.
​Lin Qiye pursed his mouth, took a deep breath, and sat up slowly from the ground…
​He turned, and his eyes fell on the headless corpse of the ghost face King in the distance, as if the sun was burning in his eyes!
​He took two steps forward,
​Pull out a straight knife tilted into the ground!
​That’s Zhao Kongcheng’s knife.
​Lin seven nights holding a knife, step by step towards the king of ghost face, the rain will pour him wet, but it can not pour out the anger in his heart!
​And those flaming golden eyes!
​Ghost face on the body of the face of the face twisted, seems to be in the silent roar, its pace is getting faster and faster, and finally like a staggering giant beast, toward the Lin seven nights hit!
​Zhao Kongcheng has been cut off the right arm of the headless ghost face king, can only rely on the claw of the left hand, issued a storm of attacks!
​Lin seven nights holding the knife, always able to predict its attack trajectory, and then lightning staggered, to avoid the attack.
​He is like a butterfly in the middle of the night, swaying in the fierce wind, but never touching a leaf.
​The terrifying dynamic vision coupled with the speed of the starry night dancers makes the forest seven nights seem to incarnate ghosts at this moment.
​Lin seven nights continuously flashed the ghost face king more than ten attacks, expressionless raised his hand, fierce knife!
​This time, his target was not any vital point of the body, but the pale face residing in the chest of the Ghost-faced king!
​If he’s right, this grimace is the real face of the Ghost Face.
​Although Chao Kongcheng beheaded the ghost Face King before, he did not hurt the ghost Face, so the Ghost Face King can still rise from the dead!
​Lin Qiye’s body danced in the gap between the attacks of the ghost face king, and the straight knife in his hand swung one after another, chopping on the face again and again.
​Although he has a five-fold power bonus, he still can’t do actual damage to the Ghost Face King, leaving only a shallow blood stain.
​But it doesn’t matter.
​If one doesn’t kill you, ten, a hundred!
​This time He’s gonna cut the ghost King to pieces!
​Once, twice, three times…
​Ghost face king can not touch Lin seven nights, but Lin seven nights can cut to ghost face king, gradually, ghost face king chest on the grimace wound more and more, more and more bloody, expression is more and more painful!
​Soon, the Ghost Face’s offensive slowed down.
​Lin Qiye’s eyes burst, seize the opportunity, the backhand will hold the straight knife in the hand!
​As hard as you can, stick it in the face!
​A shrill howl echoed through the air!