Fear is a kind of psychology, an emotion, and a kind of despair that can completely defeat and swallow up people. At this moment, whether it is the expression of a flea or his reaction, it is obviously the best interpretation of the word "fear".

The reason why he was so scared and completely collapsed under the devour of these unprecedented fears was only because the man in front of him, the leaf with blood on his face, standing like a Shura.

The flea shouldn't have been so scared. After all, everything he did was after Ye Zi fell, so he was lying and should have pushed everything down on Wu.

But under the gaze of those pupils covered with murderous intent, he not only did not even have the courage to speak, but even could not maintain his body balance under the swallowing of fear.

However, just as he was about to finish, he felt that the darkness in front of him, and a huge force suddenly supported him. No, it was better to say that his whole face was caught by something.

What exactly was the one who grabbed him? In just a short moment, the fleas came from the face and the strange forces that seemed to be able to smash bones.

Hands, hands like steel and iron.

This is Ye Zi's hand. Even though he can no longer see anything and has lost his feelings in the swallowing of fear, he can still clearly understand that he is rising at a slow and steady speed.

"You do what you should never do." As the cold voice came into the flea's ears, he couldn't help but tremble violently.

"Death, this is your only atonement."

When the cold and ruthless sound of his forehead sounded again, the fleas seemed to be a corpse being lifted in the air, without any movement, but this silent calm was diluted by the brown and yellow liquid that gushed out between his crotch in a moment. He waved his limbs randomly, and was constantly pounding the arm that seemed to be integrated with his face. However, his struggle under the arm that was not loose at all seemed so weak.

Wu Man looked at him in surprise, even he was completely attracted by the scene in front of him. After all, all this was too weird and too shocking, so that he would doubt whether the Ye Zi, who grabbed the person like a ball and still calmly no matter how hard he struggled, could still be called a human being?

Just when Wu was addicted to the shocking scene in front of him, a more impactful scene happened immediately.

Ye Zi moved, and even a person with excellent dynamic vision like Wu could not fully capture Ye Zi's action.

The movements of the leaves are not only fast, but also very simple, not only very simple and powerful. When these three are integrated, perhaps only art can be used to describe them.

‘Bang’ sound like the sound of an empty coconut shell hitting a stone sounded instantly, and blood splashed everywhere, blooming like a red flower under this gorgeous light.

Beauty, shocking beauty, creepy beauty.

When Wu's crescent-like eyes reflected this sad scene, an extremely excited light flashed.

Violence is not only an aesthetic, but also an art. Whether it is to those who commit violence or those who suffer violence, they are already the most brilliant art in the world in Wu's eyes.

However, there is no so-called eternity in this world, and for this world, the so-called beauty is often shocking.

The blood flowers fell, and when the charming blood flowers that were originally flashing with crystal clearness fell, the amazing shocks also disappeared in an instant.

Wu looked at the eyes that had returned to peace, silently looking at the floors that became even more dirty and ugly, quietly looking at the flea's body that had gradually stopped twitching, and a faint feeling of loss flashed through the crescent-like eyes.

However, when Wu saw the tall figure that slowly stood up, when he saw the face dyed with hot blood, when he saw the ruthless pupils that were no different from before, a trace of intoxicating blush suddenly appeared in his lost face.

Wu stood up slowly, with a trace of trembling from the soul, and with those heartfelt longings, he looked at Ye Zi with the gaze that seemed to be a girl watching the prince.

"You are indeed the strongest person." Wu Ji said excitedly, but the moment he said this, he seemed to have thought of something and overturned his previous remarks, "No, you are not, you are not a human being."

"You are a monster, an absolute monster, a complete monster." However, the moment Wu came to this conclusion, he shook his head vigorously and murmured: "No...is not right..."

Silence, after a brief silence, Wu seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Ye Zi again with his increasingly excited and hot eyes.

"Death! Yes, you are the real death, you are the living death, you are the death who can create death as a perfect art!"

When Wu said this sentence with a trembling and excited expression like a possessed person, Ye Zi slowly raised his head and looked coldly at Wu, whose excitement was shining with all his body.

Looking at each other, Wu trembled more and more excitedly, and his face, which was as bright as peach blossoms, became more and more charming.

"Come on, death, let us fight each other, let us leave all the joyful fights."

Ye Zi looked at Wu silently, looking at Wu who said such cruel words with a look of enjoyment, his ruthless eyes couldn't help but flash a deep sense of disgust.

"I refuse." The three cold words were spoken by him, making people feel no trace of confusion, no trace of anxiety, and even no trace of emotion.

The moment Wu got this answer, his pupils couldn't help but shrink and he revealed an unimaginable resentment. However, strangely, he returned to peace in the next moment.

"You will not refuse. Whether for Namjoon's death or the bloodthirsty beast in your heart, you will definitely fight with me."

Wu Wei paused slightly, then slowly reached out with the beautiful and incomparable smile, "Come on, fight with me, kill what I bite, or kill me!"

Ye Zi looked at Wu coldly and said expressionlessly: "Indeed, what I think now is only how can you taste the cruelest way of death..."

"Hate." Wu interrupted Ye Zi's words with an excited and trembling voice, and then said with a look that was as enjoyable as a girl's first night but shy as she showed: "Don't say these shy words."

Ye Zi once again revealed a strong disgust. He didn't like being interrupted when he was talking. What he disliked even more was a man's disgusting attitude, and what he disliked the most was Wu's perverted mentality that could regard cruelty as a sensuality.
Chapter completed!