He cursed in the bottom of his heart, holding a knife in his hand to cut spider webs in the dark, watching Spider-Man's every move without blinking, all his nerves were occupied by the clamoring sense of crisis.
How could it be possible to come back from the dead? No matter how powerful it is, there is only one life. Intuition tells Jiang Luo that Spider-Man will have become Chi You's puppet.
—Or being possessed by Chi You.
Either way, it's fucking worst.
Chi You is a million times more dangerous than Spider-Man. A month ago, Jiang Luo had just finished torturing Chi You, and today, a month later, the feng shui turned and he fell into Chi You's hands again.
Jiang Luo couldn't hold back, "Grass."
The speed in his hands was getting faster and faster, and Spider-Man slowly crawled towards him. The eight spider legs are covered with a layer of black and yellow feathers, which looks terrifying, but the spider-man moves gracefully.
Every step of it is like walking on a sharp wire knife, forcing others to tremble and face death from it every moment.
Qi Ye murmured from the side: "It's alive, why is it alive, isn't it dead? Why is it alive?"
Jiang Luo thought to himself, the essence of human beings is indeed a repeater.
He didn't have time to think about the time-wasting problem that Qi Ye thought about, Jiang Luo struggled to get rid of the cobwebs on his body, fine sweat dripping from his forehead.
The blood left from Spider-Man fell onto the spider web, and then slowly dripped sticky filaments from the spider web. Jiang Luo successfully freed his right arm before Spider-Man approached him, but when he was about to lift his body, a new spider silk fell from the sky and pressed him back.
Jiang Luo: "..." He looked at Spider-Man with fire in his eyes.
Jiang Luo could almost imagine what Chi You was thinking. He must have seen Jiang Luo's little gesture of trying to escape, but he didn't stop him because of his bad taste. It was not until Jiang Luo had hope of success that he completely crushed his hope.
This is what Chi You will do.
Under Jiang Luo's glaring gaze, Spider-Man touched Jiang Luo's face with his bloody hand. The smell of blood on his body was stench and sticky. Jiang Luo tried his best to turn his face away, his jaw clenched into a tight arc.
Cyan blood was deliberately smeared on his face and neck. The black-haired young man tried his best to dodge, but the more he avoided, the stronger the stench-stained hand became. Jiang Luo finally gave up, his face was gloomy, and he stared straight at Spider-Man, letting it do things on himself.
He already knew why the devil wanted to manipulate Spider-Man.
It was here specifically to disgust him.
Qi Ye said sharply from the side: "Spider-Man, come at me if you have the ability!"
A spider silk fell from the sky, wrapping Qi Ye firmly like a silkworm chrysalis.
Jiang Luo's eyes widened.
He stared at Spider-Man, only to feel that Chi You, who was fundamentally injured by him a month ago, recovered in a short period of time. Why does he feel that death, instead of weakening Chi You's strength, seems to have broken free from some kind of bondage and fueled Chi You's strength
There was more and more blood, and Jiang Luo's beautiful and clean face and neck were already covered with cyan liquid like a canvas. He pursed his lips tightly, Spider-Man's gaze down, placed on Jiang Luo's tightly closed lips, a hint of interest appeared in his bottomless black eyes.
damn it.
Jiang Luo could almost guess Chi You's next move.
He preempted it, and before Spider-Man's finger touched his lips, he opened his mouth and bit it, biting off one of Spider-Man's fingers.
It was unpalatable, the smell of blood was too unpalatable, even worse than the school cafeteria.
Jiang Luo suppressed his nausea, smiled provocatively at Spider-Man, and spit it aside with his fingers and cyan blood.
Spider-Man stared at him.
This look reminded Jiang Luo of the feeling of being spied on before, and he sneered: "Your blood smells really stinky."
Spider-Man was not angry, but wiped Jiang Luo's lips, it was like a real Spider-Man, with a sinister smile: "You are very suitable to be my nest for hatching eggs."
Its voice was unpleasant, hoarse and shrill, like a crow speaking in its throat.
Ferocious spider monsters and beauties, such a bizarre picture is unbelievable, and has a grotesque beauty that makes the scalp numb.
Jiang Luo's face sank.
Spider-Man's hand slid to Jiang Luo's belly, it hummed a song softly, but the tune of the song became hoarse and mocking under the harsh voice.
It happily said: "My eggs will enter your body one by one."
"Only a few of them will survive. The lucky ones will grow here and here, and it will grow bigger and bigger," Spider-Man's slender middle finger drew on Jiang Luo's lower abdomen One circle, and then slowly upward, "until you eat up your internal organs and cut open your stomach."
"That picture must be beautiful," it said, "isn't it?"
Jiang Luo suddenly smiled, "How are you going to put the eggs in my body?"
Spider-Man said nonchalantly: "Of course you cut your flesh and put your eggs in."
"But I think this method is too boring," Jiang Luo lowered his voice, as if he was talking about some seductive secret, "You want to know, is there any other way to put eggs into my body?"
Spider-Man looked at him interestingly, "How?"
Jiang Luo said, "First of all, you have to let me go from this damn spider web."
Spider-Man stared at him for a while, as if he had guessed what Jiang Luo was going to do. It laughed jokingly, but still stretched out its hand and cut through the spider silk stuck to Jiang Luo's back.
Jiang Luo reluctantly sat up, with spider silk sticking in front of him, binding his arms and chest firmly, Jiang Luo said, "My solution is..."
The last few words drifted gently in the wind.
Spider-Man: "Huh?"
It's slightly closer.
But Jiang Luo, who had bound his hands, suddenly burst into flames, slammed into the spider man, and fell down from the spider web hole where he escaped along with the spider monster.
Spider-Man fell heavily to the ground, and Jiang Luo fell on its body. Jiang Luo straddled Spider-Man's chest, gave Spider-Man a mocking smile, got up and stomped on Spider-Man's foot, "Go to hell."
After speaking ruthlessly, he turned around and ran towards the drone.
Jiang Luo ran very fast, almost running the fastest speed in his life. His hand did not relax for a moment and was cutting the spider silk on his body with a dagger. Before he could run a few steps, he heard a gust of wind behind him. Voice.
He turned his head and saw that Spider-Man pulled the spider silk through the woods quickly, and when they met tightly, Spider-Man and Jiang Luo were several meters closer.
Drone, drone.
A sound of breaking wind came from Jiang Luo's ear, Jiang Luo rolled over subconsciously, but rolled directly into the mud. After he struggled to get out of the mud, he lost his way in the gossip array once again.
There were identical trees and streams everywhere, and the drone disappeared. Jiang Luo ruthlessly broke free of the spider silk. Looking behind, he saw the Spider-Man smiling at him on the branch.
In the middle of the night, the image of Spider-Man is almost terrifying. Jiang Luo twitched the corners of his mouth and suddenly jumped into the stream.
The forest is a favorable battlefield for Spider-Man. With its eight legs and spider silk, Jiang Luo can't beat it.
No, even if they are beaten, they may still be "resurrected from the dead".
Jiang Luo was swimming quickly in the water. His body was thin and tall. Although he felt a little thin on weekdays, it was an excellent weapon for swimming at this time.
The black-haired youth dashed past like a half-swimming fish, and shortly after he jumped into the water, another sound of diving sounded.
Jiang Luo looked back, the night was hazy and the visibility in the water was very small, but he could still see a black shadow chasing after him.
Jiang Luo raised the corner of his mouth and swam to the place where there were many rocks and water. After some time, he finally saw a good place. Jiang Luo fluttered sideways through the gap between the two boulders. , the spider-man behind him also wanted to chase after him, the upper body passed smoothly, but the huge spider's legs were stuck in the middle of the stone crevice.
Jiang Luo swam back from behind Shi Feng, and while there was still a breath of oxygen, he fiercely stabbed Spider-Man with a dagger, and a large amount of cyan blood dyed the river water a color.
When the oxygen was about to run out, Jiang Luo surfaced.
The black hair was wet by the water and smoothed behind his head, Jiang Luo exhaled. A thin mist sprayed from his breath, and in the late night of Yunnan in May, it was still as cold as late autumn.
He slowly swam to the bank, and when the soles of his feet could reach the bottom of the river, he twisted his clothes and walked to the bank wet.
The moon was bright and clean, and when Jiang Luo was about to walk ashore, a pair of black leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of him.
He paused and looked up at his wet face.
Under the moonlight, Chi You's handsome and innocent face exuded a slight smell of evil. His long eyebrows reached his temples, so good-looking that they seemed to glow with lustrous light in the dark night. Compared with the puppet he just manipulated, there is a huge gap between heaven and earth.
The evil ghost is dressed in suits and leather shoes, and his posture is neat and leisurely.
"Meet again," the evil ghost said, "Zishi, late at night, tonight is still very long."
He paused, raised his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice: "I hope I can give you a... happy night."
Jiang Luo grabbed the beer bottle and stabbed at the sound.
His hand was grabbed by another person.
Chi You smiled and said, "No hurry."
"We still have a long time."
…
When the sky was getting brighter, Jiang Luo suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes moved slowly from left to right. The table is on the right, the doorknob is on the left, Jiang Luo looks at the window sideways, the handle on the right, auspicious golden light is faintly visible outside the window.
woke up.
He suddenly lowered his face and sat up gloomily from the bed.
The quilt and bed cover were stained with sweat to form a human-shaped wet patch, and the shirt behind Jiang Luo was soaked by more than half. He pushed open the balcony door expressionlessly, and stood on the balcony with thick morning dew to look around.
Birds chirped, and a sparrow flew to the railing, with two thin claws gripping the railing.
The slender and fair hands grabbed the bird suddenly, Jiang Luo held the bird in front of him with gloomy eyes, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "It's you."