roccoschili Chapter 338 I’m no longer a human being 26
Chapter 338 I’m no longer a human being 26
Moyou grabbed the arms of the two couples and twisted them together like twists in their frightened eyes.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
"It hurts, it hurts!"
[! ! ! ]
[……Oh my God! ]
Because she twisted tightly, the flesh and blood of the two of them were intertwined with each other, and blood flowed down the part where they were twisted together.
Mo You was extremely satisfied with this scene, so she grabbed their other arm and repeated the previous operation.
The current couple is as loving and intimate as they show in their accounts.
Even because of the severe pain, the two had no choice but to put their heads on each other's shoulders.
Look!How loving!
Who can see that they actually turned against each other more than ten minutes ago.
She casually ordered two little ghosts and asked them to get a big flower pot, while she grew some huge arms out of thin air to lift the couple up.
"Don't, don't kill me...wuwu...please, I don't want to die."
Penny was in so much pain that she couldn't tell, but Yan Shuda, a man in his late twenties and almost 30s, cried with snot and tears, as if he had been wronged.
The long and sharp stick-insect-like fingers lifted his chin, and then pierced into his jaw accidentally.
"No one wants to die! You have to be prepared from the moment you force others to death. Sooner or later you will be retaliated against."
Huge arms lifted them into the air, held their chests and ankles, and spun them around like twisting towels.
Yan Shuda and Penny screamed one after another. Below them, a group of evil ghosts opened their mouths to welcome the blood rain, and cheered excitedly from time to time.
Even though their bones and internal organs were broken and their insides were a mass of mush, they were still alive.
Moyou went out of his way to maintain their most basic life, pain and sound.
The kid holding the flowerpot hurried over and licked his lips greedily when he saw the blood all over the ground.
It's a pity that I didn't catch up.
They put the flower pot down respectfully, and the huge arms adjusted their direction and inserted the two people who were about to merge into one into the pot.
Moyou walked around the basin twice. People and ghosts inside and outside the screen were waiting for her evaluation with trepidation.
"Do you think they are still too small for trees?"
She turned her head to look at the ghosts, stretched out her thumb and index finger to draw, "Maybe they need a little bit of nutrients to help them grow."
Although the boss didn't know the meaning of these words, he knew the aunt's temper very well, so he immediately ran away.
They thought well. If they escaped separately, they wouldn't be caught in one fell swoop, but Mo Worry had more hands.
Dozens of arms sprouted from her back, extending infinitely until she caught all the escaping brats.
The arms re-fused into two huge arms, kneading and kneading the captured ghosts into a black ball exuding an ominous aura.
If you listen carefully, you can still hear the painful wails of those souls from the black ball.
Moyou curled up the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.
She loved hearing the screams of these people the most. If possible, she would even want to record them and play them on a loop when she went to bed at night.
Under the tearful eyes of the two couples, Moyou stuffed the black ball into the basin at their feet.
In an instant, countless painful memories and emotions flooded into both of their minds.
The memories and emotions that originally belonged to them were squeezed into only a small corner.
With their minds filled with other experiences, Yan Shuda and Penny were in a daze for a moment. Are they still themselves?
The bodies of the two couples have indeed grown taller, but they are far from reaching the level that Mo You is satisfied with.
She kept pulling souls out of her collection and filling them into the ever-growing tree.
Many of the faces in the barrage can be recognized, and they are all people who died in the original death live broadcast.
The tree grows taller and taller, reaching the point where people almost need to look up.
Only then did people discover that the room, which was originally only three meters high, had been raised much higher at some point to be able to accommodate this tall "tree".
During this period, Yan Shuda and Penny's pain also increased.
But at this time, they are no longer them, they are the aggregation of dead souls who died in Moyou's hands.
They share guilt, memories and pain.
Because their fears come from the same person, because they have done the same evil.
Moyou floated next to the heads of the two couples, who were still screaming in pain.
She gently held their heads and said, "It's okay, it will be over soon."
Just when she was about to take action, a hole was broken in the previously arranged barrier, and a gray old man got in.
"Hey! Stop it, little girl."
Moyou looked at him helplessly, but still quickly squeezed Yan Shuda and Penny's heads together with both hands.
"late."
The old man's eyes widened but he was helpless. Even if he had the intention, he could not stop this situation.
Besides...
He looked up at this "tree" filled with souls. The two couples had long ceased to be human beings.
Moyou stood not far from him, adjusted the angle of the camera, and clapped his hands.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime moment."
"flowering."
As her voice fell, many arms grew on the "tree" that originally had only two arms, just like the tree grew new branches.
The two twisted heads suddenly let out a sharp scream.
Beside them, heads sprouted from the palms of the branches.
Each one can find the corresponding picture in Yue Mingqiu's account.
"Qiang Qiang, does it look good?"
Mo You turned around and asked the old Taoist beside him.
The old Taoist looked away from the "trees" with a complicated expression and turned to Mo You, who was looking at him expectantly.
"You've killed people too, life for life, so why do you need to commit more sins?"
"Because it's not clear yet."
Mo You replied calmly. She was not like those evil spirits that the old Taoist had seen before. Even though she had powerful abilities, she was still hysterical.
Resentment makes them strong, but it also drives them to destruction.
"Their death will not change the past and will not bring back the dead, so they will never be able to pay it back!"
"If you still don't know, why did you kill them?"
Moyou chuckled, his eyes full of malice, "Can I not pay back the debt if I can't pay it back? Making me happy is also part of paying off the debt."
She knew that this veteran wanted to stop her from continuing to kill, so she pointed at the screen where the live broadcast was still happening.
"It's easy to make me happy, just let those people die!"
"If you are afraid that I will kill them, then go ahead and kill them. At least if they die by your hands, they can still have a good time."
The old Taoist sighed and simply sat down cross-legged.
"What are you doing? Touching porcelain?" Moyou moved a few steps to both sides.