Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 315 Zhao Zhuikong turned into a woman!!!
"Yingkong, Yingkong."

The spots of light filtered by the wisteria trellis were mixed with the exotic fragrance of roses and irises.

Zhao Zhuikong's short blade drew an arc of light, and the blade swept past, and the cut flesh turned into pink petals, swirling and falling on the bluestone slabs.

"I need to carve out the curve of her eyes, so that she looks cold when she's not smiling, and charming when she smiles." He murmured close to Su Ti's ear.

The blade suddenly pierced into the depression of the clavicle, and the pearly skin of the body began to grow granulations uncontrollably, with pink tentacles dancing around the blade.

The heartbeat sounded.

Boom, boom, boom.

Zhao Zhuikong's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

"No!" He suddenly broke off his little finger and stuffed it into the chest of the body.

"Her heartbeat is wrong!" The broken finger bones took root in the flesh and blood, but twisted ribs grew out of them like organ reeds.

He carefully carved each rib, ensuring that it was every inch close to the person he loved most.

The body took the initiative to climb onto his neck, murmuring: "Brother Zhuikong, can you carve me into your bones? Just like you cut open Ruikong's heart back then -"

Zhao Zhui stopped with his hands, blood and flesh flew everywhere, his long hair was dyed into the color of sunset by the blood mist, and the piled limbs under his feet were like a mountain.

The body's vocal cords suddenly issued a hoarse urging: "Hurry up, Brother Zhuikong, hurry up."

Zhao Zhuikong lifted the head's jaw with the blood-stained tip of the knife, only to find that the face was distorted, with countless reflections floating in the dripping purple tears.

"Shh." He put his index finger to his lips to stop Su Ti's moan.

"Your voice is terrible. It's not hers at all."

The light of the knife flashed.

The falling head bounced three times on the bluestone slab and piled up among the pile of almost identical heads.

"Failed again."

He looked around and wondered how long he had been here, one day, or ten days.

But it doesn't matter.

Here he faced his inner self and found true love.

But he seemed to have forgotten something important.

That doesn't matter either.

He fell in love with this place, where everything was under his control.

Except for the absence of Sakura Sora, everything was too perfect and too consistent with his preferences and desires.

What a pity, it would be great if Sakura Sora was here.

boom!
With a loud bang, the palace was violently penetrated by a force. The beautiful gate inlaid with jewels and diamonds and covered with bright red flowers was brutally split open by a spear, and the sand and gravel near the gate were blown into smoke.

The hateful golden blade tip completely shattered the gate, and at the same time, it also completely blew dozens of little goblins playing at the gate into balls of flesh and blood.

The tattered flesh and blood, along with the fragments of the golden gate, came like raindrops, cruelly and mercilessly shooting towards Zhao Zhuikong's body.

A silver blade flashed, and all the metal fragments and flesh were blocked in front of him, unable to approach his perfect body.

Zhao Zhuikong narrowed his eyes and said in a bad tone, "How dare you disturb my art and memories!"

"Unforgivable!"

The gentle wind suddenly changed, and the sound of the wind whistled like ghosts and wolves howling, blowing away the smoke and dust in front of the door.

The figure that emerged from the smoke suddenly stopped.

A voice suddenly sounded, its tone full of panic.

"Are you Zhao Zhuikong?"

The sound was as if the machine was stuck.

"Are you Zhao Zhuikong?!"

"I am." Zhao Zhuikong smoothed his bangs, revealing his smooth and white forehead and perfect and tall nose.

He whispered, "You guys are the Zhongzhou team, right?"

"Oh my god!"

Zhuang Boshi took a few steps back and looked at the scene in front of him in horror.
Beauty?

If I only describe this female-looking creature in front of me as beautiful, it would be too monotonous.

Her tall figure is like a willow branch swaying in the wind, graceful yet full of power.

Her long, shiny black hair cascaded down her graceful back like a waterfall, with the ends slightly curled, giving her a hint of playful temptation.

Her face is exquisite and picturesque, and her fair skin is like fine mutton-fat jade, emitting a soft luster.

Under the high nose bridge is a pair of delicate and tempting red lips. The slightly upturned corners of the mouth carry a subtle smile that makes people intoxicated.

And those eyes with a cold smile are like the twinkling stars in the night sky, full of fatal temptation, enough to make many M men shout "Queen, kill me!"

She was dressed very coolly, in a cool white gauze robe, which was in no way inferior to the beauties of the Zhongzhou team. In fact, her cold and charming neutral temperament made her even more irresistible.

She is so beautiful, a top-notch beauty.

But looking at that face that looked almost identical to Zhao Zhuikong.

Zhuang Boshi's scalp was tingling and his face looked as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

There was nothing wrong with the soul aura, except that it had a lot of pink added to it, it was very similar to Zhao Zhuikong from the Devil Team.

But, Zhao Zhuikong is a handsome guy!

Beautiful girl, who are you?

What a big pervert Zhao!

Zhang Heng and Xiao Honglu also widened their eyes and took a deep breath. All their original plans were completely ineffective at this moment.

This heroic and beautiful woman is Zhao Zhuikong?
The eyebrows and eyes are very similar, and the facial features and expressions are also very similar.

Could it be that Zhao Zhuikong has been disguising herself as a man? No wonder she is moody for a few days every month.

Zhang Heng blushed and didn't dare to look up at her.

Zhao Zhuikong's clothes were too revealing, and she wasn't even wearing any underwear. Her amazing body was very sexy.

Zhang Heng, the young chef, had never seen such a scene before.

Xiao Honglu's face also flushed red. He thought of ten thousand scenes of seeing Zhao Zhuikong again, and even thought of what words to use to provoke him, so that he would take the initiative to attack the strong man in Zhongzhou and kill someone with a borrowed knife.

But I never expected this situation.

This left the little virgin speechless.

The beauty in front of him perfectly meets all his fantasies about women!

"What? Why is this happening?" Zhao Yingkong's handsome little face turned green.

She was already brewing emotions and burning with anger.

Although he killed the clone Zhao Zhuikong once, he couldn't just let go of the revenge for the original body.

But after seeing the female version of "Zhao Zhuikong" in front of him, apart from a flash of anger, what was left was just complete embarrassment.

Cousin, became cousin?

But the first moment Zhao Zhuikong saw Zhao Yingkong, an infatuated smile appeared on his face.

"Yingkong, Yingkong, I finally see you."

"I love you so much, Sakura."

It was like the ice melting, tenderness and sweetness filled the air, even the wind in the garden became gentle.

"Don't come over here!" Zhao Yingkong was horrified, goosebumps appeared all over her body, and she hid directly behind Zhuang Boshi.

Zhuang Boshi also had goosebumps all over his body. This was even more perverted than before.

He guessed that something unexpected would happen when Zhao Zhuikong broke into Lothlorien, but he didn't expect it to be this accident.

Slaanesh, what have you done!

Just when several people were confused in the wind.

Zhao Zhuikong suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yingkong. Zhuang Boshi thrust his spear forward, but the flaming spear passed through a phantom.

"Yingkong." Zhao Zhuikong looked at Zhao Yingkong's stunned little face in fascination and stretched out his hands to touch her.

But it also penetrated an illusion.

Fenghou Qimen had already unfolded silently, and the space shifted, leaving only a phantom clone in the original place.

In Resident Evil 2, Zhao Yingkong used this trick to trick Zhao Zhuikong.

Zhao Zhuikong turned around, her beautiful facial features showed no signs of abnormality. Instead, she placed her fair fingers on her red lips and licked them around.

"Yingkong, you are becoming more and more delicious. I really want to eat you right away, ahhh." Zhao Zhuikong looked at Zhao Yingkong with a flushed face and a weird look in his eyes.

The complaining moans and a sweet fragrance filled the air. After just two breaths, I felt hot all over, and my primitive human desires were aroused.

The two young chefs behind him almost fainted on the spot!
"Calm down!" Zhuang Boshi shouted with all his true energy, instantly waking up the two men behind him.

"You pervert, stay away from me!!" Zhao Yingkong was so angry that his face flushed and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Yingkong, be careful. If you haven't overcome your inner demons, Slaanesh will more easily magnify your desires." Zhuang Boshi protected Zhao Yingkong behind him.

"Who are you?" As if he had just noticed Zhuang Boshi, Zhao Zhuikong tilted his head and looked at him lovingly with his seductive eyes.

As the saying goes, a pair of peach blossom eyes can show deep affection even when looking at a dog.

"You may not know me, Zhao Zhuikong." Zhuang Boshi shook his spear, and a flame of sacred light rose up.

The flames surged, and the sweet aroma, as if it had encountered some natural enemy, was being driven back. Zhang Heng and Xiao Honglu finally regained some sense, but they were immediately ashamed when they recalled their previous embarrassing appearance.

"But I know you and I killed you once." Zhuang Boshi pointed the gun at Zhao Zhuikong and laughed.

"But, at that time, you were still a man."

"I didn't expect that you'd become a woman now. Since you couldn't pursue Little Apple, are you changing your ways and planning to become good sisters with Yingkong?"

Faced with Zhuang Boshi's vicious words, Zhao Zhuikong was not angry at all. Instead, he gently stroked the white skin on his chest and said softly, "Man? Woman?"

"For me, it doesn't matter."

"It's just a form of life."

“Now I’m just experiencing a different life.”

Zhuang Boshi's face fell. This man's values ​​were completely perverted!

"It seems that you are the strong man who killed my clone in Biochemistry II. You are indeed as the devil Zheng Zha said, powerful and mysterious." Zhao Zhuikong looked up and down at Zhuang Boshi.

As if she was thinking of some plot, her face flushed even more, and her eyes were dyed with a pink-purple color like smoke.

"Ah, it's so charming, it's really unbearable."

She ran her fingers across her fair skin and looked at Zhuang Boshi with a smile: "Do you want me to hug you?"

Zhuang Boshi's hair stood on end and his face turned pale instantly.

His perversion and boasting are completely incomparable to this guy's.

If a hermaphrodite said such words, he would not be happy at all.

However, after hearing what Zhao Zhuikong said, it seems that the Demon Team has basically been resurrected, and due to the decline in ratings, it has survived several horror movies.

The Demon Team really can’t be underestimated.

Zhao Zhuikong seemed to be lost in some rosy memory, groaning and caressing his body: "When I think of your fist piercing my body, I feel the pain and despair of near death."

"I really want to experience it for real!"

"It seems that last time, it was you two who humiliated me nakedly and killed me mercilessly."

"Yingkong, you are also very heartless."

"Get away, you damn thing!" Zhao Yingkong shouted angrily.

"You should call me sister Yingkong," Zhao Zhui said in a joking tone.

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zhuikong flashed over again, this time setting his sights on Zhuang Boshi.

Zhuang Boshi dodged with a flick of his finger, but the white and soft palm firmly stroked his chest, like a sharp blade, leaving behind a piece of flesh and blood.

Amidst the splattering blood, Zhuang Boshi's spear also pierced Zhao Zhuikong's heart.

Since he is a space-type assassin, how could Zhuang Boshi not defend against Zhao Zhuikong's cracking of his space ability?

But this shot did not have the expected effect.

"Hahahaha!"

It was not a cry of pain, but a laugh of satisfaction.

"That's it, pain is desire, suffering is bliss!"

Zhao Zhuikong looked at Zhuang Boshi excitedly with his peach blossom eyes, reached out and grabbed his arm, then stabbed forward fiercely.

With the sound of "ripping" flesh, the golden Spear of Judgment penetrated deeper.

And Zhao Zhuikong's expression became even happier.

"As expected of the man who killed my clone!"

Zhao Zhuikong looked at Zhuang Boshi affectionately with his eyes filled with purple temptation, and grabbed Zhuang Boshi's hand and began to caress it gently.

The flame of desire penetrated into the genes, and the instinct was changed for a moment, but was immediately suppressed by Zhuang Boshi's will.

"Xiba!"

In panic, Zhuang Boshi cursed, drew his spear and retreated repeatedly. His face turned pale and he kept rubbing his hands, feeling dirty.

Zhao Zhuikong put the fingers that had just touched Zhuang Boshi to his lips.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?"

"You hermaphrodite piece of shit!" Zhuang Boshi finally couldn't help it.

The divine eyes between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and unprecedented energy was about to condense.

The blood fell, creating ripples.

Ji Le Tian lowered his eyes.

In his perception, Zhao Yingkong's life breath suddenly seemed to be invaded and changed by some strange force, and another essence was pulled and liberated from within.

He turned around and saw Zhao Yingkong's confused eyes. A purple mist opened up behind him, and he seemed about to fall into it.

He wanted to teleport, but was interrupted by Zhao Zhuikong. He wanted to run over, but Zhao Zhuikong clung to him.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, Zhuang Boshi used his divine eyes to freeze Zhao Yingkong's soul. Runes jumped out of his divine eyes and covered the surface of Zhao Yingkong's body.

The price he paid was that the reality veil where he was located suddenly fluctuated due to the imbalance of energy.

The cultivation runes that were previously completely isolated suddenly shattered, and the entire scene shook violently, as if encountering a hurricane on the ocean, and all objects rolled and changed.

A long string of sharp, high-pitched laughter exploded in his ears, and a sweet smell rose at the same time.

Zhuang Boshi only had time to nail his spear to the marble to stabilize himself. At the moment the spear pierced the ground, Zhao Zhuikong's dagger happened to pierce his chest.

She smiled and turned her head 180 degrees. Behind her shiny black hair was another face.

Galadriel, the lost Queen of the Elves.

"What?" Zhuang Boshi suddenly had an idea and seemed to have figured something out.

But at that moment, the space of the palace was directly changed, and countless mirror-like objects were shattered and reorganized.

Zhuang Boshi only felt that the space around him was constantly falling into the abyss and then leaping into the sky.

Space, coordinates, orientation, reality and illusion.

Everything was disrupted and reorganized in an instant, like the infinite superposition of mirrors and the overlapping of spaces.

card!

The divine eye flashed, and the mirror and space in front of him suddenly shattered.

When Zhuang Boshi stepped on the ground again, the whole scene had changed dramatically.

The place we are in now is no longer the beautiful garden full of flowers and fragrance.

Under your feet is a chaotic and unclear golden sand field, and every grain of yellow sand is an extremely precious gold coin.

Gold and jewels piled up like mountains, and the whole piece of blue sapphire reflected endless gorgeous light.

The roof is inlaid with countless sparkling gems, which appear and disappear, like a vast ocean with endless swirling colors.

A magnificent sail made of precious silks and satins fluttered above his head.

Zhuang Boshi looked around and found that Zhao Yingkong, Zhang Heng and Xiao Honglu had disappeared.

"Chu Xuan is right. Chaos' counterattack is so fast and fierce," he said with some distress.

Prince Joy took action personally. Zhao Zhuikong was just a chess piece he displayed in public. His real target was himself.

I'm afraid all of Lothlorien lies within Slaanesh's domain.

It was just that at the beginning it was superimposed on reality perfectly, so he didn't see anything unusual through his glasses.

His divine eyes scanned the surroundings. Although he could see the way out and the location, the spatial orientation and coordinates here changed at least a thousand times every second.

In the endless deep space, everything is iterating and replacing each other every minute. Fixed time and space, and even conventional physical laws are meaningless here. Only chaos is eternal.

At this moment and here, his spatial ability failed.

He stepped forward, the golden sofa beneath his feet making a pleasant rustling sound, and from time to time the wind and waves mixed with contemptuous and sweet laughter blew towards him, telling him the direction he should go.

It was obvious that all of this was a setup, a setup targeting them.

Zhao Zhuikong was just a white swan who had strayed into this place. He was seduced and corrupted by the curtain, and merged with Galadriel, turning into a beautiful butterfly.

He thought of the spider-like monster at the door made up of countless corpses and came up with a possibility.

Zhao Zhuikong rushed in alone and killed all the Slaanesh elves, taking great pleasure in the killing.

When he stabbed the dagger into Galadriel's chest, Slaanesh designed him to merge with Galadriel.

Totally depraved.

This should be an early test.

If the Supreme Heaven cannot directly influence the fourth-level strongman.

So, what about fusion through the corrupted vehicle of the Ring.

Zhao Zhuikong was doomed. Of course, this was also because he had not overcome his inner demons and his mental state was unstable.

Perhaps, they are also peeking at the power of the genetic lock.

Behind the curtain, a corner of the mysterious veil had been gently lifted to him.

"Slaanesh."

He is coming.

They all came.

(End of this chapter)