"What are you talking about?" Dad walked into the restaurant again, holding a few peaches in his hand, "What are you telling the little girl? Three people are so serious."
"Dad..." Jasmine took a washed peach and asked tentatively, "Dad didn't get home because it was dark, was he hurt?"
Unexpectedly, my father smiled in relief, "That's right... I have to show you what will happen if you don't go home after dark."
As he spoke, Dad shook off the water drops on his hands and lifted up his cotton clothes with one hand.
"Look, dad left such a big scar. From now on, Xia Meng and Xiaoqiu must go home obediently, otherwise they will also leave scars."
Xiaolan and Jasmine's faces instantly turned green.
The father thought his scars had frightened the child, so he quickly put down his clothes.
But the two of them obviously didn't change their expressions because of this.
The scar on Dad’s abdomen.
Engraved in the middle, smooth and regular, with no ugly wrinkles and only a slight cross-shaped protrusion.
How similar it is to the village chief’s broken abdominal cavity.
"Dad..." Jasmine's voice was trembling a little, "What... happened to you that night?"
"Xia Meng is not afraid," the father saw his daughters looking frightened, and comforted him with a smile, "It doesn't hurt at all. As soon as it got dark, he fainted, and when he woke up, he was at the doctor's house. Don't be afraid..."
Dad himself didn't know what happened.
Is the same thing true for the village chief?
It seemed that Dad's internal organs were not damaged.
Maybe, it's different.
After all, Dad was only injured in his abdomen, while the village chief’s abdomen was completely hollowed out.
Until they returned to the room, the two of them had not yet recovered from the confusion and shock. The mother whispered to the father why he was showing the scars to the child, so that the father did not dare to say a word.
The clock is ticking.
The two waited for the arrival of late night.
After their parents fell asleep, the two of them tiptoed and climbed out of the room through the small window.
See what the night has to offer.
Take a look at what is hidden in Huo Simao and the others.
"Do you think these marks are from some kind of wild beast?" Jasmine asked, "Evisceration seems like something a wild beast would do."
"But will the wounds caused by wild beasts be so delicate?"
"Right……"
The dirt road was dark, and no house had a light on in the dark night. The two of them talked quietly under the moonlight as they walked to Huo Simao's house.
"Maybe it will happen only if you touch it..." Jasmine said, turning her face to look at Xiaolan, when she caught a glimpse of something passing by out of the corner of her eye.
So fast.
I felt nothing, no energy, no breath, nothing.
Jasmine's hands were faster than her mouth. She reached out and waved Xiaolan away with her palm, and then she screamed out of her throat, "Be careful!"
Xiaolan was suddenly slapped, and before she could react, a red light flashed from the corner of her eyes.
not good!
She used the force of leaning forward to flip over and stopped in front of Jasmine, and the two of them retreated to the other side at the same time.
The sharp object with red light suddenly disappeared from where it was. The two of them gasped and looked around, but they couldn't see anything.
But at that moment, Xiaolan still saw clearly.
It was a sharp weapon that shone with blood.
But who was using it and what the full extent of the weapon was, I didn’t see at all.
"What?!" Jasmine became alert, leaning on Xiaolan's back and looking around.
"I didn't see clearly either." Xiaolan replied quickly.
The two were close to each other.
Jasmine summoned the spirit-locking whip like a reflex, and Xiaolan used her bare hands to fight, foreboding that the attack would definitely happen again.
"Hey!"
There were golden sparks emitting from behind. Xiaolan slowed down for a few seconds, and the thing appeared next to Jasmine this time.
Xiaolan turned around and raised his fist. The blood-red weapon held by the man was entangled with the spirit-locking whip. Seeing that his fist was about to hit the face hidden under the black hood, Xiaolan increased his strength and swung it fiercely.
Shot empty.
The fist sliced through the air, Xiaolan's strength relaxed, and she was stunned.
She watched helplessly as her clenched fist passed through the man's head and drew a semicircle in the air.
The man was not affected in any way. He freed his left hand and stabbed towards Xiaolan.
Only then did Xiaolan see clearly that the so-called blood-red weapon was not a special weapon, but the man's fingernails.
It was as long as a forearm, and was soaked in rich blood red, as if there was blood flowing on the surface. She thought of the sparks generated when the nails collided with Jasmine's Soul Locking Whip. These nails were as hard and sharp as steel.
Although I don’t know why, I can’t touch the body of the man in black at all. Could he be able to touch me?
The answer to this question soon came. When Xiaolan saw the nails approaching, she bowed and took half a step back. Unexpectedly, the man's nails suddenly grew longer. By the time she reacted, the tips of the nails had easily torn through her coat and penetrated her. in the skin of the abdomen.
For a moment, the cold feeling made Xiaolan shiver.
The strange thing was that she was clearly aware that the nails had penetrated her body, but she felt no pain.
I just feel like I've lost something.
Sour, weak, cold, and empty.
This is the feeling of losing blood.
His nails dug deeper and deeper, and the coldness spread to his internal organs.
This nail is sucking its own blood.
"Xiaolan!"
Jasmine shouted, and she whipped her whip towards the head of the man in black as if she was going crazy.
Sure enough, the spirit-locking whip passed straight through, and Jasmine's body was thrown to the ground by the force of the swing.
no.
From this point of view, the only place he could hold on to was his fingernails.
Xiaolan held the nails that were gradually digging into her internal organs with both hands.
Can catch.
But, so sharp.
The coldness hit his hands and pierced into his bones.
The flesh on both hands should have been cut open, but there was no pain or blood.
"Spiritual Needle Detective!"
A dazzling blue light suddenly flew by, illuminating a small area around it. The light passed through the man in black, and for a moment his body seemed to be translucent. With this light, Xiaolan could see the man clearly. The face under the hood.
The blue light hit the roots of the banyan tree behind him, and the surrounding area fell into darkness again.
I see.
Restraining the feeling of emptiness throughout her body, Xiaolan's hands began to exert force.
Jasmine's eyes turned red, she gritted her teeth and stood up, assuming a fighting stance that was familiar to Xiaolan.
not good!
"Duling..."
"No!" Xiaolan yelled, "Jasmine! No! Stop! You can't use this here!"
Spirit-transferring Detective, transcending all spiritual bodies.
If the whole world were just a game played by Little Fatty, then the whole world would disappear.
By then, it is unknown where the two of them will go and where their partners will go.
Jasmine hesitated.
With the strength of screaming desperately, Xiaolan resisted the momentum of nails piercing into her body and mobilized all her strength to concentrate on the palm of her hand.
The man in black felt her resistance.
The two men sawed each other.
Jasmine stamped her foot, shook off the agent spirit-locking whip in her hand, and rushed over to grab the nails.
Xiaolan pushed out her nails hard, while Jasmine pulled them out in the opposite direction.
It is leaving its body.
A little bit, even just a little bit.
The power is back too.
The man in black saw that something bad was going on and had no intention of fighting, so he gathered his strength and retracted his nails.
Jasmine lost her strength and fell on her back.
But the power to retract the nails was also blocked.
The man in black looked at Xiaolan in shock.
All the nails had left her body. Xiaolan looked straight at the man in black, her eyes almost bloodshot, she clenched his nails with both hands and suddenly broke them off.
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