Sniffing between people's necks.
Can't tell what the scent is.
I only know that this is a taste that makes it feel nostalgic.
Don't throw it into the river of blood. it thinks. Anyway, it does not lack human soul.
It injected a few strands of demonic energy into the person's body, trying to wake him up.
After many attempts, the person finally woke up.
But it seems a little bit unconscious.
It looked at the empty eyes of the person in its arms reflecting it, and it was not as frightened and frightened as those humans who saw it, very empty.
Obviously not dragged to death, but more deadly than those resentful spirits in the blood river.
It doesn't like this look.
"Are you going to take my soul?" the other party said quietly.
It thought a little funny, could this person think of him as a soul-enchanting messenger from the underworld
Before answering, the person fainted again.
It began to become more and more obsessed with the scent of the other party.
But the other party's vitality is getting weaker and weaker.
The man seemed unwilling to wake up.
why
It doesn't understand.
It thought, a human thing? Maybe only a human would understand.
The blood river was collected by it.
It hugs this person and walks on the streets of mortals
It was raining heavily.
When people in the town saw them, they seemed to see monsters, screaming from a distance and running away.
… Why
It still doesn't understand.
Obviously this time, it didn't want to throw these people into the river of blood.
Rain has been falling.
It hugged people and walked wet in the rain, and the thunder kept roaring in its ears, destroying everything around it.
Although it was impossible to pass through the magical barrier it had set up, its power was getting bigger and bigger.
It didn't care at first.
Later, I thought, if it goes on like this, maybe one day, the power of Tianlei will penetrate the protection and completely smash it, together with the person in its arms.
But if you want it to let go of this person, I am afraid there is no need for Tianlei, this person will soon pass away silently.
It starts to think.
Then he found a solution from the memories of countless grievances and souls.
"Demon blood... Banned..."
The catastrophe was caused by the evil and demonic energy on it.
Then, as long as these things are banned, they can temporarily deceive the eyes of the robbery.
Although, only temporarily.
Demons always do what they want.
It quickly found an empty wooden house and put people in place.
Afterwards, he cut open his body and used jet-black demon blood to draw lines on his chest one by one.
The black magic pattern quickly covered its body, especially the position of the heart.
Countless runes converged, subconsciously forming the pattern of thorns and branches.
The moment the curse was completed, his consciousness finally returned.
He sat in the corner, endured the wailing of the resentful soul in his head, and glanced down at the curse mark on his chest.
Think is.
... This matches the tattoo on the man's back.
- "Here, take this medicine back, it's all good medicine for your body, remember that it needs to be boiled for three hours."
The pharmacist stroked his beard and instructed.
The rain has begun to gradually reduce and hit me like a fog.
When he returned to the residence with the medicine bag, he saw a small flower.
Small, faint blue, driving in the wind and rain on the side of the road, it looks very cute and cute. That person should like it.
He plucked the flowers.
When he returned to the small courtyard where he lived, he opened the door and saw the figure of the person lying quietly on the bed inside.
He walked over and put the flower by the bed.
Then he leaned over and kissed the forehead gently on the bed.
While boiling the medicine, he turned his head and looked out the window.
The rain has completely stopped.
The dark clouds dissipated, and the sky was clear.