Si Yehan picked up Su Qing and walked her to the darkness, which was some distance away from the four ice coffins but not far away. He threw her on the ground and then punched her hard in the face, twisting half of her face to the side.
Su Qing didn't scream, because she had already analyzed the pattern of Zhuang Xiaosheng's murder yesterday, and she certainly wasn't stupid enough to court death. She covered her face, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "Perhaps we can talk? Why are you in such a hurry to attack? I haven't offended you. Si Yehan, we're the same kind of people, but the malice in your heart seems a little purer than mine?"
I've heard this kind of rhetoric from others before, and every time I hear it, I feel these people are no different from hunted, stupid pigs. Besides, how many are truly this bad?
Si Yehan ignored Su Qing, raised his hand to grab her neck, and forced his other hand into her mouth, searching for a while before pulling her tongue out.
Su Qing's eyes flashed with resentment and fear. She tried desperately to shout, but only managed to let out a low sob and murmur. She could already guess Si Yehan's next move.
That indifferent and cold face now appeared somewhat ferocious and terrifying in her eyes! The person in front of her was simply too incomprehensible. Although she found the sight of those who had died tragically amusing, she would not actively persecute her teammates on the eve of clearing the dungeon. At most, she would feel a little schadenfreude, since they were all in the same boat before clearing the dungeon, and losing one person meant losing one more chance to make mistakes.
Besides, who knows if someone being killed by a ghost might implicate others?
With a slight exertion, Si Yehan ripped Su Qing's tongue off, making a soft snapping sound.
Instead of throwing the severed tongue on the ground, he inserted the remaining half into Su Qing's stomach, allowing it to digest on its own.
Su Qing's head thrashed wildly, like a rattle-drum. She was terrified by such cruel and brutal methods of killing! In the past, she would at most use some small tricks to plot against someone from behind, but to come into contact with human blood like this still made her feel disgusted.
The physiological urge to vomit arises instinctively, but at this moment, the body is in such a state that it is impossible to vomit; the only solution is to swallow it completely into the stomach.
An excruciating sensation washed over her; Su Qing wanted to bite off Si Yehan's finger, but she couldn't. She felt an unprecedented discomfort and pain!
Si Yehan removed his finger, patted Su Qing's head, wiped it slightly, and stared expressionlessly at her pitiful state on the ground. Then, he raised his knee and slammed it hard into her abdomen.
Su Qing collapsed to the ground and vomited violently, a mixture of blood, food scraps, and the stench of vomit filling the air, even containing a fragment of her severed tongue! Some of it even stained her hair.
Su Qing was completely overwhelmed by pain. She was no longer able to think. Her mind was filled with anger, hatred, and a faint fear. It was a blank, but she couldn't roar. She could only raise her finger to grab Si Yehan!
Before he could catch her, Si Yehan punched Su Qing on the head again, without making much noise. Looking at the motionless corpses on the three ice coffins, he had some ideas.
They grabbed Su Qing's head and threw her under the young man's ice coffin. A small pool of blood had already formed there from dripping blood.
Amidst the intertwined pain, tears of rationality welled up in Su Qing's eyes. She let out a low groan of agony, and her vision blurred before her eyes.
Having survived this long, she was no fool. Now, there was no way out for her; she would either be killed by the ghost or finished off by Si Yehan.
Feeling her current physical condition, she couldn't even drag someone into the water! Despair first appeared on Su Qing's face, but then she revealed calmness, although her muscles still twitched from time to time due to pain.
The blood in the pool of blood gradually spread across her body, and the moonlight before Su Qing's eyes was slowly obscured by shadows!
In the dungeon, her combat strength was far too weak. A fleeting thought of regret crossed her mind; she should have practiced some self-defense fighting techniques. If she had, she wouldn't be in such a sorry state.
So many people have died, it's not a pity they're dying here now. The only regrettable thing is that they didn't drag that person down with them.
The thought had barely formed in my mind when it vanished completely.
The young man on the ice coffin slowly lowered his body. His upper body separated directly from his lower body and rapidly lengthened. The light black mist surrounding him howled, and at this moment, he resembled a giant python. His light black scales revealed a somewhat bewitching quality.
Its arms split into four, each grabbing one of Su Qing's limbs. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, it tore her to pieces. Under the moonlight, the scene was exceptionally clear! Blood gushed out like a waterfall, and internal organs fell out along with it.
The commotion was immense, the mist howled, and Su Qing's body slowly dissolved. With her tongue broken and her vocal cords slightly damaged, she let out a shrill scream, seemingly originating from her soul! It was as if she had suffered inhuman torment for millions of years.
In an instant, all the bloodstains and filth on the ground disappeared, as if Su Qing had never existed in this world.
The young man's body slowly returned to normal, his ghostly aura surged, and a hint of blood shone through the black mist. The wounds on his face slowly healed, and the blood dripping from the ground flowed back into the mist, making the scene appear extremely grotesque and terrifying.
A blood-red character slowly coalesced in front of him, then gradually dissipated, leaving no trace like scattered stars.
At this moment, it had become a Blood Ghost! Its skin was extremely pale, and its features were haggard and deathly, like the frozen bones under a vast glacier and snowfield! Beneath its skin, there were also black and red lines.
The Blood Ghost slowly lay back down in the ice coffin, and its coffin lid returned to its original position.
In the darkness, Si Yehan had already returned to his original position before everyone was awakened. Although they couldn't see clearly, it was still better to come back.
His eyelids twitched slightly, his mind racing. He had now discovered another pattern in the killing: the Blood Ghost's killing method was to avoid touching its blood that had dripped onto the ground. As for whether there were any other patterns, he needed to observe.
Next, we'll use Su Wei to probe out a pattern in the killings, and then we can pretty much call it a day, since the days ahead are still quite long.
If they're all dead, there won't be any entertainment programs at night.
Su Wei's expression was extremely solemn, after all, the person was right next to her. "Why would Su Qing be there?"
Xia Yuanhou analyzed, "A living person weighing over a hundred pounds couldn't possibly have been moved by someone, because if someone did it, they would definitely make some noise. Most likely, she couldn't sleep and wanted to test the waters, and by chance, she triggered the murder pattern."
Ge Congze he spoke in a male voice, "The scene of the murder has also been erased, making analysis impossible."