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Shu Linge talked to himself silently, but he didn't show any sympathy.

This look of death is actually quite good.

The vampires and werewolves who died at her feet had their entire heads crushed by her foot.

The warriors of the actual combat faction are almost all so cruel.

But then again, it's also the vampires and werewolves themselves to blame.

Who told them to be so tenacious in their own vitality?

If you are dealing with ordinary people, you can kill them with a single palm, and there is no need to waste your skills and create such a terrible scene.

After casually glancing at the female vampire's body, Shu Linge continued on.

Soon, in front of another room, I saw a vampire corpse lying prone in a pool of blood.

Judging from her figure and clothes, this vampire is also a woman, but her appearance is no longer recognizable.

Because her whole face has become a plane, it looks like it was chopped off vertically, from forehead to chin, the whole face was cut off.

But looking at the big pool of blood and collision marks on the door, Shu Linge had already figured out how the vampire died.

She was grabbed by the back of her head and hit the door hard until her entire face was flattened.

"Tsk tsk, I can't tell..."

Shu Linge had a strange expression:

"Xiao Chu looks very elegant, but I didn't expect that the tendency to violence is so serious...

"Well, he is a great wit, and wits are usually delicate and sensitive.

"Maybe what happened today made him a little stressed, so he used these man-eating monsters to vent and decompress?"

After thinking about it, she slashed open the door, kicked away the bookshelves, tables and other sundries blocking the door, went in and saw another vampire lying face down in a pool of blood.

Its facial shape is exactly the same as that of the female vampire outside, and it has become a flat plate.

Looking at the ground below the vampire's flat face, the splinters of flesh and blood splattered radially, Shu Linge couldn't help raising his slender fingers, rubbed his temples lightly, and muttered to himself:

"Perhaps, we can find a psychiatrist for Xiao Chu? An overly delicate and sensitive mind is not a good thing.

"In this different world, you can find monsters to relieve stress. But in a peaceful society, there is no chance to relieve stress.

"If you get depression and can't think about it like those poets who committed suicide, it's not good..."

Shaking her head, she continued to search, and soon went up to the fourth floor, where she found several vampire corpses.

Some of the corpses of these vampires were still intact, but their facial expressions were extremely frightened, as if they had suffered some inhumane torture before they died, but there were no scars on their bodies.

Some, in the true sense, were chopped into pieces, and their deaths were horrific.

Standing in front of a burst door, looking at the scene inside, Shu Lingge immediately gave up the idea of ​​going in to observe, and followed the two lines of clear bloody shoe prints on the ground all the way down.

Judging from the size and pattern of the shoe print, it was exactly what Chu Tianxing left behind.

While tracking the bloody shoe prints that gradually faded after a hundred steps away, Shu Lingge was thinking in his heart how to persuade Chu Tianxing to see a psychiatrist...

Shu Lingge was worried about Chu Tianxing's mental state.

But Chu Tianxing feels that he is in a good mood, mentally healthy, loves life, loves peace, cherishes life, and is in a very good state.

As for the horrors of the vampires...

What's the matter with him?

Who told vampires to have such tenacious vitality?

Normal means can't kill them at all!

Then he had no choice but to give up some Buddhist martial arts that fully took care of the image of the deceased and the emotions of the deceased's family members, and used some seemingly brutal methods.

Anyway, what he was killing was a man-eating monster, so it didn't matter what the means were.

"I'm slaying demons and demons, doing justice for the heavens. After killing so many vampires and indirectly saving countless innocent people, I feel that my whole body has been sublimated! Right now, my body must be shining like an angel... "

Just as I was thinking this way, I met a vampire around the corner. When the vampire saw him, the whole ghost was paralyzed with fright, and fell to the ground with a puff, and flew back with hands and feet, crying bitterly and begging:

"Don't come here!"

Chu Tianxing chuckled and thought disapprovingly:

"Vampires are dark and evil things. It is reasonable and logical to be afraid of the holy light on me."

As he thought to himself, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a happy smile appeared when he saw the prey, while humming:

"Love is the rose that is already in full bloom when the sky and the earth first bloomed in a daze... Love is the hope of breaking through the world of mortals just because those who have loved don't say they regret it..."

While walking gracefully and briskly, she walked towards the vampire who was so frightened...

When Shu Lingge followed the faint singing voice and rushed there, there was only a paralyzed object on the ground whose original shape could not be discerned. It looked as if someone was grabbing the ankle, and was crazily ramming on the ground or the wall. Smashed it.

Looking at the radiating splashes covering the left and right walls and the ground, Shu Linge murmured to himself with a strange expression:

"The rhythm and drums that sounded faintly with the singing just now were smashed out with this pile of things?"

Thinking about Chu Tianxing grabbing the vampire's ankle and throwing him violently, she couldn't help but put her hands on her chest, feeling her heart beating a bit violently:

"I thought that this kind of wild fighting style could only be played by a big guy like Xiao Hu, who is as old as evil, but I didn't expect that a guy like Xiao Chu, who looks elegant and unrestrained, can also play this kind of tricks ...

"And that song...Damn it, Xiao Chu, how many good songs has he hidden?"

Taking a deep breath, she sniffed the fighting breath that permeated the air, making her faintly intoxicated by it. She concentrated her hearing, followed the faint singing voice, and continued to chase.

After reaching the fifth floor, the singing became clearer.

But another song.

Shu Linge stopped in his tracks and listened intently. Like a stone piercing through the clouds, the majestic angry song suddenly became clearer:

"When talking about love and hate, don't sloppy, beat the drums, use trust, and make an oath that I will endure it.

"This fate is like a bridge, with flags fluttering and fluttering. If you want to leave, please draw your knife immediately and write off love..."

Along with the singing, there were various powerful crashing sounds, bombardment sounds, metal and iron clashing sounds, and the crackling sound of iron chains breaking bones.

"This song is nice! But I think it's more suitable for a male and female duet... the previous song is also the same."