After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 11 Qiu Yu (3)

There are a dozen strong men in this line, all holding hoes and kitchen knives in their hands to defend themselves.

Peiyu did not rush forward.

She turned around and dived into the thick blood mist, and ran to the flower lady.

Hua Niang’s body was trembling constantly, her nails in her hands were as sharp as blades, and her festered skin was slowly recovering.

“Did you become a wandering corpse?” Pei Yu wondered to herself.

Corpse puppets also have levels. The most inferior is the walking corpse, and then the crawling corpse, the walking corpse, the walking corpse, the corpse, the living corpse, and the upper one is the mana. The king of ghosts is called the king of corpses.

Hua Niang only stayed in this blood mist for a day, and she has evolved from a walking corpse to a walking corpse equivalent to the fourth level of Qi training. Of course, there are reasons for age, but anyway, the speed is still too fast.

Peiyu squatted down and put her hand on top of Hua Niang’s head, a flash of red light flashed in her clear eyes.

The blood mist turned into wisps of red thread, pouring in from the seven orifices of Hua Niang’s nose and mouth.

She retracted her chin slightly and said softly: “Take my surname, crown your name, get up!”

Hua Niang stood up straight, and several charms fell behind her back.

Peiyu held his hand and said, “Follow me.”

Hua Niang slowly followed the child. Her walking posture is slightly stiff, her hands and feet have not been bent, like a puppet being manipulated by a thread.

But it’s much better than before.

Sui Han suddenly stopped and lowered his head.

“Han’er, what’s the matter?” the village chief asked.

Sui Han raised his hand, “Look.” On the back of her hand, a drop of darkened blood dripped.

The village chief frowned, “Are you injured?”

Sui Han shook his head, looking at the rolling mist, his complexion became whiter and paler.

Dididi.

Such a voice rang in their ears. The village chief looked up blankly.

The red and black blood mist was like a suppressed dark cloud, and the thick, stinky blood dripped from the mist and splashed his face.

“This, what the **** is this!”

Everyone’s face was full of blood. They wiped off the cold and unknown liquid in a panic, and their horrified screams were suppressed in their throats, and their anxiety spread quickly.

“Don’t be afraid.” The village head tried to maintain his composure, “Go out slowly according to the original arrangement.”

The blood rain was getting bigger and bigger, all the torches were extinguished, and the land was dyed crimson.

With each step, a slender bloodshot will be pulled out. The resistance on the feet is getting bigger and bigger, but the blood fog is still boundless.

Finally someone couldn’t help it, sitting on the ground and crying desperately, “What the **** is this! Wow! I’m not leaving!”

A cold light flashed in the village chief’s eyes, “Shut up! You will provoke a corpse!”

The man has collapsed, how can he think about so much, still crying.

The village chief walked quickly to the person, slid out the dagger in his sleeve, raised his hand to cut off his neck, and then said coldly: “Who wants to die and run out! Don’t drag everyone to the funeral!”

Perhaps because of the blood rain, the fog gradually faded, and there was also a faint starlight leaking in, so I could barely see things.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all trembling, biting their heads and walking forward.

The blood is raining and the clouds are like smoke.

The thin child came slowly from the rain.

The blood rain seemed to avoid her side consciously. She was dressed in a light cotton robe with white sleeves and arrows, and a specially cut green feather cloak over her. Her short shoulder-length hair was untied and draped on her side, making her small face paler and eyes brighter.

This situation is strange to terrifying.

Everyone’s eyes widened, and the atmosphere didn’t dare to come out, as if seeing something incredible.

It seemed that an ant at their feet suddenly grew into a beast that could swallow them.

The village chief secretly clenched the small mirror in his sleeves and smiled reluctantly: “Silly girl, why are you here?”

Peiyu raised her head and looked at him quietly. After a long time, she asked softly, “Who is the monk who broke my mother’s soul?”

“what are you saying…”

The cold light flashed, and the flower viewing border fell silently to the ground.

The village chief screamed, looking at the right hand pierced by the knife, his mouth kept trembling and his face was as white as paper.

“you you.”

Sui Han said in a crisp voice: “Don’t be afraid, she is just an ordinary person, just playing mystery, we will subdue her together…”

Before she could finish her words, a blood-red figure jumped out from behind Peiyu and rushed towards everyone in the Sui family.

Suddenly, the crowd became a mess, desperate howls and screams sounded one after another, and the broken hands and legs were flying in the sky, like a **** on earth.

Sui Han stared straight at the woman who was killing all around in the crowd. It was obvious that Ms. Hua was dead. Why? why?

“You are evil cultivator!” Her shoulders trembled because of fear, and Feng’s eyes lost the usual look of the Proud Girl of Heaven, “You secretly practiced witchcraft!”

Peiyu ignored it.

Step by step, she walked from the rain of blood on the dead mountain.

The white clothes are like snow, and the dust is not stained.

“I said,” she pulled the knife from the palm of the village chief, her expression unchanged, “who broke my mother’s soul?”

The sharp pain from his right hand left the village head’s brain blank for an instant, and he couldn’t help but screamed, “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

His hands were as pale as paper, and gurgling blood flowed down from the lifeless fingertips and fell into the bright red soil.

Peiyu tilted her head, watching all this with interest, with a childish childishness on her face, “Don’t you tell me, don’t you know? Then I have to…” She raised the knife in her hand.

The village chief knelt down at her feet and hurriedly shouted: “I said! I said!”

“Daddy!” Sui Han hurriedly called.

But the village chief confessed everything, “It’s Han’er, his brother, the son of Elder Zhang Li, Zhang Ru! This has nothing to do with me, I said just send your mother away. He has to break her up. I stopped it!”

Peiyu nodded and said politely, “Thank you.”

After speaking, he did not put down the knife in his hand.

The village chief opened his eyes wide, “You can’t kill me, I’m your father…”

Before he finished speaking, he was pierced through the throat with a knife, and in the end he only made a quick breath.

“Do it again, I won’t listen to you talking nonsense again.” Peiyu tilted her head and looked at Sui Han. The girl who has always been held in the sky has lost her original pride at this moment, and she is frightened to the ground, shivering and shrinking.

“You, you killed so many people, my master, my master will definitely find you!” She tried to threaten Shura, who was wearing a baby’s skin.

Peiyu laughed as if he heard something funny, “Yes, you don’t know yet, people who die in the blood mist have no souls.”

Their corpses will turn into corpse puppets, and their souls will be directly absorbed by the blood mist and become their nourishment.

“Okay, it’s your turn.” Peiyu walked slowly towards the girl.

Hua Niang has slaughtered all those people and followed her stiffly.

Peiyu lowered her head, looked down at the desperate girl, smiled and said, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t kill you. My sister.”

My good half sister.

The author has something to say: I changed it a bit, and felt that the sentence of controlling the corpse was too second…Although it is also very second now orz

Then, about Peiyu’s character, I divided her into 1.0, 2.0, 3.0, and now it is 3.0. Her character and the reasons for forming this character will slowly be laid out. I hope everyone will be interested in watching it.