Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 199 Fear and Temptation

He suppressed his nausea and smiled, "Is this something to scare children?"

"Let's try something new!"

Over the years, he has seen countless evil cultivators, and dealt with countless corpses, dead bodies, ghosts, and spirits. This little weirdness can't scare him at all.

As soon as these words were spoken, the tongue above the eyeball disappeared, and the pale dead man's fingers also suddenly disappeared.

The bamboo window suddenly opened, and a huge baby head popped out. Its mouth looked like it had been cut by a knife and was split to the roots of the ears.

The two eye sockets were empty, filled with dark blood.

There was only a head and a rope attached to the body.

The baby opened his mouth and laughed, "Little brother, I came to find you!"

As soon as he stuck his head in the window, Du Fangqiang said with a smile: "Let's try something new, this one is not fresh enough!"

The baby's expression suddenly changed, and a blood-red tongue suddenly stretched out of its mouth, breaking through the window frame. A tongue that was almost two meters long wrapped around his ankle and pulled it out with force. Behind the baby, countless big heads popped up, with black teeth bared, waiting to choose someone to bite.

Du Fang suddenly spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm with a "Pooh" sound. The baby screamed and his two heads split in half. Countless maggots squirmed in it and instantly turned into black flying insects. A large group of them flapped their wings and flew towards his entire body.

These insects had bloody mouths and were biting his body madly.

A sharp pain shot through him.

This feeling was so real that Du Fang was surprised to find that his trapped body was devoured by these black insects in the blink of an eye, revealing a bloody skeleton.

These black bugs, which had fed on the immortal's flesh and blood, began to grow larger, dismembered his body, and dragged his arms and thighs out the door.

His two eyeballs were popped out, and his thighs and body went in another direction.

Du Fang endured the intense pain and thought to himself, this dream is too damn real, even the feeling in his body is exactly the same as in reality.

He was dismembered in his dream. If Bai Zhi hadn't warned him in advance, he would have become as crazy as General Zuo if he had felt a little fear!

Thinking of this, Du Fang smiled, a smile that came from the heart.

At this moment, everything disappeared from my sight, the black insects, the white bones, all gone. Only I was left in the house, still lying on the bed, unable to move, with my eyes staring at the ceiling.

The house was silent and Du Fang began to feel anxious. He didn't know how to get out of this horrible dream.

Lying on the same bed was his good friend Yu Qinghan, who had come with him. He had no idea what this dream was. Once he became afraid, his brain was devoured, and the result...

Before Du Fang could think further, Bai Zhi suddenly stumbled in from outside the door.

On her clear face, she shivered and rushed over, hugged Du Fang tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "There... there are ghosts outside... I'm scared..."

A sudden pity welled up in Du Fang's heart. Could it be that the situation outside had changed? He pushed himself up and tried to sit up, but he was still as if he were in a state of paralysis, unable to move.

This made him certain that the woman in front of him was fake and that he was still trapped in a dream.

Bai Zhi's beautiful face suddenly transformed into the appearance of Li Qingshuang. She kept rubbing her face against his. Suddenly, her face turned red and she asked him softly:

"Do you like me?"

Du Fang was confused by these words. Was this a dream or reality? He had to distinguish the cruel reality clearly. If he couldn't, Zuo's fate would be right before his eyes.

The shyness and pitiful look on Bai Zhi's face, as well as her beautiful face, kept rubbing against his face. The delicate and gentle skin of a woman was so real, and even the faint fragrance on her body made his heart flutter.

wrong! wrong!

How could a woman imprisoned in a cage, covered in filth, have a fragrance? It's impossible, absolutely impossible.

He immediately shouted, "I don't like it, stop acting and let me out!"

Sudden--

Bai Zhi's originally beautiful face became distorted, hideous and terrifying with a scream. Her neck was cut open, and a bloody wound emerged, with countless long black hairs.

It rushed out from her stomach and all seven orifices, emitting thick black smoke, which continued to wrap herself. Her long black hair probed into her mouth and went deep into her stomach.

The stench of corpses suddenly emanated.

Du Fang just lay there quietly, comforting himself in his heart:

It's all an illusion, it's all an illusion.

The long black hair tore off his tongue, his intestines came out of his stomach and kept stretching, and foul-smelling thick water flowed out of his body.

The severe pain and nausea were almost unbearable for Du Fang. He wanted to scream, but he tried his best to endure it.

Forced a smile on his face:

"You are fake. How could that woman like me when she hates me so much?"

As he said this, the environment in front of him suddenly began to change:

Dead grass, cliffs, loess, and white sky.

The wing room disappeared. Du Fang saw that his legs were broken. He dragged his crippled body and continued to move forward step by step.

On the edge of the cliff stood Sect Master Xuanji and Senior Uncle Xuanzhen. With desperate smiles on their faces, they whispered, "Du Fang, we're leaving. As the last disciple of Lingxiao, you must ensure that the Lingxiao Sword Sect reigns supreme!"

Before they finished speaking, they both jumped off the cliff at the same time.

Du Fang suddenly felt his heart stop, and he shouted unwillingly:

"don't want……"

This dream definitely does not bring fear, but rather emotional involvement.

This dream was to pull all his emotions out of his body.

His guess was not wrong. Before his eyes, an endless golden wheat field appeared. His dear senior sister, Li Qingshuang, dressed in white, walked out of the wheat field.

Warm breeze and gentle smile.

She called out softly, "Junior Brother Du Fang, you're still alive. You killed me, why didn't you commit suicide? Don't you feel any guilt at all?"

"Get out! You evil demon!"

Du Fang roared wildly.

However, this time, Li Qingshuang in front of him did not disappear. She reached her white fingers into her chest and dug out her heart alive.

The wheat field behind him turned into a gloomy, cold and depressing underworld.

Behind her was a grayish-white color.

Only this bleeding, gently beating heart was held in front of him.

"Look at my heart. I love you so much. But you are so heartless. It's so cold down there, and you don't even come to accompany me..."

A look of pain finally appeared on Du Fang's face.

"It's so cold down there, and you don't even come to keep me company!"

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing his heart. Yes, why couldn't he go down and accompany him?