Chapter 16: Happy Night

In this situation, Jiang Luo only felt a sudden pain in his brain.

He cursed mentally as he kept cutting the cobwebs in the shadows with the knife in his hand, his eyes unblinking as he watched Spider-Man's every move, all his nerves occupied with a screaming sense of crisis.

How can you come back from the dead? Even the most powerful man has only one life, and his intuition tells Jiang Luo that Spider-Man has become Chi You's puppet.

--or possessed by Chi You.

Either way it's possible, it's the fucking worst.

Chi You is millions of times more dangerous than Spiderman. One month ago, Jiang Luo had just finished torturing Chi You, and now, one month later, the wind and water have turned around, and he has fallen into Chi You's hands again.

Jiang Luo couldn't hold back again, "Grass."

The speed of his hand increased as the spider crawled slowly in his direction. The eight spider legs were covered with a layer of black and yellow colored fur, which made them look frightening, but the spider man moved with grace.

Every step it takes is like walking on a wire sharp knife, forcing others to be scared and face death straight from its body at all times.

Qi Ye muttered from the sidelines, "Alive, how is it alive, isn't it dead? How did it come to life?"

Jiang Luo thought to himself, "Human nature really is a repeater.

He didn't have time to think about what Qi Ye was thinking about wasting time on, Jiang Luo struggled to free himself from the cobwebs on his body, a fine sweat breaking out at the corners of his forehead.

The blood from the Spider-Man's body fell onto the web, and slowly pulled thick, sticky threads from the web to drip down. Jiang Luo managed to free his right arm before the Spider-Man approached him, but just as he was about to lift himself up, a new strand of silk fell from the sky and pinned him back down.

Jiang Luo : "......" He looked at Spiderman with fire in his eyes.

Jiang Luo could almost imagine what Chi You was thinking. He must have seen Jiang Luo's little attempt to escape, but he had the bad taste not to stop him until Jiang Luo had hope of success, then he completely crushed his hope.

That's what Chi You would do.

The spider-man touched Jiang Luo's face with its bloodied hand under Jiang Luo's furious gaze, its blood smelled fishy and sticky, and Jiang Luo struggled to turn his face away from it, his lower jaw straining into a tightly clenched arc.

The green-colored blood was deliberately smeared onto his face and neck. The black-haired youth tried his best to dodge, but the more he dodged, the tougher the stink-stained hand became. Jiang Luo finally gave up, his face grim as he stared straight at the spider man, allowing it to do whatever it wanted on him.

He already knew why the Evil Ghost was manipulating Spiderman.

It was specifically to disgust him.

Qi Ye snapped from the sidelines, "Spiderman, come at me if you can!"

A spider's silk descended from the sky and wrapped Qi Ye like a chrysalis.

Jiang Luo is an eye-opener.

He stared at Spider-Man, only to feel that Chi You, whose very foundation he had wounded a month ago, had recovered in a short time. Why did he feel that instead of weakening Chi You's power, death seemed to have broken free and fueled it?

The blood was growing, and Jiang Luo's beautifully clean face and neck had been coated with the greenish liquid like a canvas. He pursed his lips in death, and Spider-Man's gaze traveled down to rest on Jiang Luo's tightly closed lips, a hint of amusement in his dark, bottomless eyes.

Damn it.

Jiang Luo could almost guess Chi You's next move.

He made the first move, and before Spider-Man's fingers touched his lips, he opened his mouth wide and took a bite, biting off one of Spider-Man's fingers viciously.

It's awful. The blood tastes so bad. It's worse than the school cafeteria.

Jiang Luo suppressed his retching and gave a provocative smile towards Spider-Man before spitting aside with his fingers and greenish blood.

Spider-Man stared at him.

The look reminded Jiang Luo of the feeling of being spied on earlier, and he sneered, "The smell of your blood, it really stinks."

Instead of getting angry, the spider-man brushed Jiang Luo's lips, and like a true spider-man it said with a sinister smile, "You're perfect for a nest for me to hatch my eggs in."

Its voice was hard, hoarse and shrill, like a crow pinching its throat.

The hideous spider monster and the beauty, such a bizarre image is unbelievable and has a grotesque beauty that makes your head spin.

Jiang Luo's face sank.

Spider-Man's hand slides down to Jiang Luo's abdomen, and it hums softly, but the tune of the song becomes muffled by the harshness of his voice.

It said pleasantly, "My eggs, one by one, will enter your body."

"Only a very few of them will survive, and the lucky one will grow here, and here, on you, and it will grow bigger and bigger," Spider-Man's thin middle finger drew a circle around the small of Jiang Luo's back, and then slowly worked its way upward, "until it eats all your insides and cuts open your stomach. "

"That picture must be beautiful," it said, "isn't it?"

Jiang Luo suddenly showed a smile, "How are you going to put the egg into my body?"

Spiderman said absently, "Cut open your flesh and put the egg in, of course."

"But I think this method is too boring," Jiang Luo lowered his voice as if he was talking about some tantalizing secret, "Do you want to know if there's any other way to put an egg inside me?"

Spider looked at him with amusement, "What way?"

Jiang Luo said, "First, you have to release me from this damn spider web."

The spider man looked at him for a long time, as if it had guessed what Jiang Luo was planning to do, it laughed teasingly, but still reached out its hand and cut through the spider's silk that was stuck on Jiang Luo's back.

Jiang Luo barely sat up, his front still sticky with spider silk, binding his arms and chest firmly, Jiang Luo said, "My way is ......"

The last few words drifted gently on the wind.

Spider-Man: "Huh?"

It moved slightly closer.

But Jiang Luo, who had his hands bound, suddenly sprang up and slammed into Spider-Man, falling with the spider-monster through the same spider-web hole from which he had escaped earlier.

Spider-Man falls heavily to the ground as Jiang Luo falls on top of it. Jiang Luo sat straddling Spider-Man's chest and flashed a mocking smile towards Spider-Man, getting up and stomping Spider-Man heavily, "Go fucking die."

With those harsh words, he turned and ran in the direction of the drones.

Jiang Luo was running very fast, almost running the fastest speed in his life, his hands not relaxing for a moment as he was cutting the spider silks on his body with his dagger, and before he could run more than a few steps, he heard a gust of wind from behind him.

He glanced sideways to see Spider-Man tugging on his spider's silk as he darted through the trees, and in a single glance, Spider-Man was several meters closer to Jiang Luo again.

Drones, drones.

A sound of broken wind from Jiang Luo ears, Jiang Luo subconsciously rolled over a roll, but directly rolled into the mud. When he struggled out of the mud, he was once again lost in the eight trigrams formation.

The woods and streams are exactly the same everywhere, the drone is nowhere to be seen, Jiang Luo breaks free of the spider's threads and looks behind him to see Spider-Man smiling at him from the branches of a tree.

In the middle of the night, the image of the spider man is almost horrifying. Jiang Luo pulled the corner of his mouth and suddenly plunged into the stream.

The forest is a favorable battlefield for Spiderman. With its eight legs and spider silk, Jiang Luo can't beat it.

No, even if you beat them, they can still come back from the dead.

Jiang Luo swam quickly through the water, his body was lean and long, and although he felt slightly thin on a normal day, he was an excellent swimmer at this time of year.

The dark-haired youth darted across like half of a swimming fish, and shortly after he jumped into the water, another diving sound rang out.

Jiang Luo looked back, the night was hazy and the visibility in the water was small, but he could still see a black shadow in hot pursuit behind him.

Jiang Luo cocked the corner of his mouth, specializing in swimming towards the place where the current wheezed and the rocks were numerous, I don't know how long it took, but he finally saw a good place, Jiang Luo sidestepped and lightly passed through the gap where two boulders were stuck together, behind him the Spider-Man similarly tried to chase him, the upper half of his body passed through without any problems, but the huge spider legs got stuck in the middle of the rock crevice.

Jiang Luo swam back from behind the rocky peaks, and while there was still a mouthful of oxygen left, he viciously stabbed at the Spiderman with his dagger, a large amount of greenish blood staining the river water a different color.

Jiang Luo surfaces only when he's running out of oxygen.

With his black hair dampened by the water and smoothed down behind his head, Jiang Luo let out a breath. A thin mist escaped his nostrils, still as cold as late fall on a late night in Yunnan in May.

He swam slowly toward the shore, and once the soles of his feet could reach the bottom of the river, he wrung out his clothes and headed for the shore, dripping wet.

The moon is bright, Jiang Luo is about to walk ashore when, in front of the eyes suddenly appeared a pair of black leather shoes.

He gave a start, lifting his waterlogged face to look up.

Under the moonlight, Chi You's handsome and peerless face faintly exuded an evil flavor, his long eyebrows into his temples, so good looking that they seemed to glow with a glistening light under the dark night, and the trees' shadows were whirling, scattering fine shadows and light on his body, a huge gap between heaven and earth compared to the puppet he had just manipulated.

The Evil Ghost suits up and has a nice, neat posture.

"Hello again," said the evil spirit, "the hour of the son, the late night, and the night is still long."

He paused, raised his eyebrows and smiled lowly, "I hope I can give you a ...... happy night."