Killing Intent on Clown Peak
This styling truly was too classic. Especially that smear of White Ash, directly distinguished Clown and the other four Opera Masks clearly. Simple, yet most eye-catching.
Seeing King of Clubs walking over, Clown almost excitedly bounced up from the ground. He single-handedly held a stone, while again pointing at the small crushed stones all over the ground, yi yi ya ya saying something towards her, seemingly wanting to pull her going over together.
King of Clubs exactly like this smilingly looked at him, softly saying:
"Fifth Brother, this time I brought a person back."
Clown blanked for a bit. Half a face doubtfully popped out from King of Clubs' waist, looking towards Chen Ling behind her.
Chen Ling politely slightly smiled.
A gust of cold wind brushed past the bare Clown Peak, blowing the crushed stones all over the ground rolling up.
The next moment, Clown's face then changed.
He just like this stared at Chen Ling, like a ghastly little ghost temporarily residing on the dark Clown Peak.
Chen Ling obviously felt a gust of chill lock onto himself. Eyebrows frowned, just about to open his mouth saying something. A gust of terrifying Oppressive Aura seemed like a hellish evil ghost, pouring out from that short and small ugly figure!
"Fifth Brother?!" King of Clubs felt the Aura change on Clown's body, in her eyes surfacing shock!
Clown who was originally still pulling the corner of her clothes, instantly disappeared.
Chen Ling only felt his eyes blur. The entire Clown Peak seemingly all came alive. In this world only left with the three colors black, white, and gray, the mountain peak, stones, stone house, and even King of Clubs standing in front of the stone house, all twisted and shook like water waves. Sometimes enlarging and bulging, sometimes shrinking and deeply concave, exactly like placing oneself inside a world in a distorting mirror.
Chen Ling had already perceived something wrong. But still not waiting for him to have a reaction, this dazzling world then let his eyelids unprecedentedly heavy, even his thinking all nearly stagnated!
And in this twisted world, there was only one figure, calmly advancing un-interfered.
The short and small Clown walked on the bumpy changing ground. Narrow and small pupils gazing at Chen Ling, not concealing the ghastly killing intent at all. King of Clubs behind him with an extremely slow speed turned around, reaching out her hand seemingly wanting to pull him, yet only grabbed empty space.
Pu——!!
A gust of pain feeling let Chen Ling awaken in alarm from the chaotic consciousness.
The distorting mirror-like world with a loud crash explosively shattered. Clown's weird and funny face almost pasted to his cheek,
Chen Ling blankly lowered his head looking down. A hand had already pierced through his own chest, penetrating out from the back. Scarlet red fresh blood dripped down from the fingertips of that small hand. The next moment was again forcefully pulled out!
Chen Ling abruptly sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood. Figure continuously retreating backwards. The gaze looking towards Clown was full of shock and anger!
He wants to kill me?!!
Chen Ling's back had already been soaked thoroughly by cold sweat and fresh blood. He absolutely didn't expect, this Clown would suddenly take action against himself. If it wasn't that he himself didn't have a heart, perhaps this strike then directly let him die!
But why? He himself clearly hadn't provoked him before, also didn't have any omen... why did he want to kill himself!?
Clown still stood there. Right hand had already been soaked full of fresh blood. Those pair of pitch-black small eyes doubtfully looked at the palm, the eyebrows connected together unconsciously frowned up...
He once again coldly looked towards Chen Ling who escaped a disaster.
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Damn it! He still wants to make a move!
Chen Ling without the slightest hesitation retreated backwards. The scarlet red Theatrical Robe under the blessing of Blood Robe, almost dragged out afterimages sweeping towards down the mountain!
This Clown looks funny and ugly, but his Aura was terrifying to the extreme. Almost surpassing everyone he had seen before except the Lord of the Aurora. Just now he himself narrowly escaped death, was because he from the root just didn't have a heart, next time wouldn't be that lucky.
Clown both eyes slightly narrowed, just about to chase forward, a figure then abruptly blocked in front of him!
"Fifth Brother! What are you doing?!" King of Clubs shouted in a deep voice!
Clown blanked for a bit, the fierce light in his facial features retracting a bit. Raising his hand pointing at the direction Chen Ling left, yi yi ya ya gesturing something.
"He is a newly accepted disciple of Master, also your junior brother! At that time when Master said this matter, didn't you listen?!" In King of Clubs' eyes rarely surfaced anger. Clown suddenly taking action against Chen Ling, and almost killed him, this let her unable to accept.
Clown both hands even more desperately gestured up. The yi yi ya ya voice raised quite a bit, like anxiously explaining. But fundamentally couldn't transmit out any effective information. King of Clubs' eyebrows frowned increasingly tighter.
Clown seeing Chen Ling had already escaped to halfway up the mountain, gritted his teeth, simply directly pushing aside King of Clubs charging down!
"Fifth Brother?!!"
King of Clubs both pupils slightly shrunk. After hesitating for a moment, reached out her hand from nothingness gripping a Greatsword, chasing like a cannonball charging down the mountain. Streams of Opera Masks makeup surfaced on her cheeks!
...
"Yi hahaha!"
Chen Ling had just charged out a segment, then heard a burst of loud laughter transmitting from his side. After peripheral vision glanced towards the side, his whole person blanked on the spot.
The one laughing just now was a stone. An ordinary stone lying on his road down the mountain... Only that at this moment the surface of the stone, had an extra layer of White Ash, like the makeup on Clown's face.
Chen Ling pupils slightly shrunk, knowing this mostly was Clown's power again, directly bypassing it continuing to advance.
"Yi hahahaha!"
"Yi hahahahahahahaha!!"
"Yi hahahahaha..."
Continuous and unbroken loud laughter sounds transmitted from all directions. After a short few seconds, everything around Chen Ling was all like coming alive generally. Stone steps, soil, even Calamities flashing past below the mountain, were all dyed with a layer of funny White Ash, like turning into countless faces of Clown, laughing uproariously towards Chen Ling.
"Yi haha..."
Chen Ling subconsciously laughed two sounds, then abruptly covered his own mouth!
Damn it, what ability exactly is this?!
A violent wind swept past Chen Ling's back. The oppressive feeling of life-and-death crisis instantly surged up into his heart. Right at the occasion when his pupils abruptly shrunk, a dull and heavy loud noise transmitted from behind!
Dang——!!
A Greatsword lay across behind Chen Ling, blocking the palm Clown reached out!
The aftershock of the two colliding swept out. Crushed stones between the mountains were shaken like raindrops ding dong rolling down.
Chen Ling turned his head looking back, only seeing King of Clubs wearing a qipao currently holding the sword towering on the steps. Face like white jade, willow-leaf like both eyebrows erected. Under the apricot-red eye makeup, was a pair of sharp and extremely oppressive pupils!
Clown's hand and the Greatsword collided together, hurting so much he grinned in pain. Placing it by his mouth forcefully blowing it. Narrow and small gaze crossed over King of Clubs in front of his eyes, once again locking onto Chen Ling's figure.
Seeing this gaze, Chen Ling's heart once again sank!
Crap... is he picking a fight with me?!