Watch Out! Danger Ahead
/ Watch Out! Danger Ahead Chapter 2037
Chapter 2037: Nightmare (3) Chapter 2037: Nightmare (3) But no matter what the reason was, if he backed down because of fear, he would never find the answer, and he would never find the way to overcome his fear.
“You try.” Song qingxiao's eyes flashed with a dark glint as she coaxed her, ”
“Just like I did before, after you kill him, you'll find that he's not as terrifying as you think.”
Her voice was very soft, and the hand holding the broken dagger slowly handed it to Luan 'er, ”
“Just like how we dealt with the aftermath.”
As long as the initial fear was broken and the fear and cowardice in the heart were overcome, a new life would be born.
“Kill him!” She raised her voice. sometimes, when no one can protect you anymore, you're the one who can save yourself!
“I … I …”
The young woman's eyes were filled with tears. She slowly opened her eyes, which were filled with fear, struggle, and hesitation.
Song qingxiao's words were a great shock to her. She slowly stretched out her hand, which was clenched into a fist in front of her chest. Her expression was filled with anxiety and fear.
However, before she could touch song Qing's small hand, a hand had already reached over.
“I'll do it!”
The one who spoke was Qiao 'er, the woman with the cat. She seemed to have made up her mind after hearing song qingxiao's words. She rubbed her hands on her clothes before reaching out to song qingxiao's hand.
Her expression was a little excited and jubilant, as if she was not going to pick up a broken wooden dagger, but to inherit song Qing's courage.
Song qingxiao looked up at her. She was a little surprised, but she seemed to have expected this.
The moment Qiao 'er's hand touched the wooden dagger, song qingxiao smiled and let go.
The woman holding the cat clenched her dagger tightly and revealed an extremely complicated expression.
There seemed to be a glow in her eyes. She touched the dagger carefully, as if she was at ease.
Then, she turned her head, and her eyes changed from the fear and weakness in the beginning to determination and fierceness.
She pounced on the body that was still struggling and let out a sharp cry. Like an enraged Wolf, she raised the broken spine in her hand and stabbed it at the body.
'Puff!'
The wooden dagger was not sharp anymore after it broke, and the corpse that had returned many times had become more blunt. It took song qingxiao a lot of effort to subdue it today.
However, when the dagger fell into the hands of the woman carrying the cat, it was like an invincible weapon that easily pierced the struggling corpse.
'Gulp gulp'
Blood gushed out from the wound. This time, it was not the light pink river water, but dark red and thick blood.
The woman carrying the cat did not want to kill the man. It was as if she was venting her hatred and also venting the fear that had accumulated in her heart.
More and more blood splattered out, and the corpse began to struggle even more violently, as if it was the last burst of light.
When the other women saw this scene, their eyes quickly turned red. As if they had been greatly stimulated, they also crawled over.
Song qingxiao quietly moved her foot away from the corpse's palm. The man raised his hand, but Luan 'er and the others pressed it down.
The woman holding the cat held the broken dagger, and someone went to retrieve the half blade on his neck.
Those without weapons bit him with their mouths, and the scene was extremely tragic.
The ship began to shake violently, and the blood inside the boatyard churned like waves.
“Kill!”
“Zhang shouxin, I want your life …”
Outside, Li guochao's rebel army was shouting again. The bugle and military drums suppressed the noise made by the women in the boathouse.
The corners of song Qing's small mouth slowly curled up. She turned her head with difficulty and looked at the copper mirror that was swaying in the middle of the boathouse.
Her reflection was reflected in the mirror. On her ghastly pale face,'song qingxiao' was staring at her with a pair of eyes that were filled with fear and unwillingness.
Then, the scene in the mirror changed. The red furniture started to fade and rot, covered in spider webs.
The bright and beautiful silk also became old and lost its bright color.
The hazy green light in the boathouse turned into a faint red mist, and the women who had been frantically trying to kill the male corpses on the ground turned into skeletons and spirits surrounded by red mist.
Clang! Clang!
Cracks appeared on the surface of the mirror, and it began to shatter rapidly, as if an illusion was about to be broken.
Song Qing's hunched back slowly straightened up. In the broken mirror, her dry and dark cheeks were rejuvenated.
His withered hair grew back, with a rich luster.
Her broken arm was reattached, and the lost strength flowed through her body again, filling every part of her body.
The blue flame-like cold breath appeared on her torn light blue robe again, and she slowly opened her eyes …
His eyes were dark gold in color. They should have been cold and emotionless, but at this moment, because of the remnants of regret and pity, there was a bit of warmth in them.
Chapter end
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