Chapter 1181: What the Hell Kind of Game Is This?

"Really... can I?" Yi was stunned for a moment.

He felt extremely conflicted at the moment.

The cute and charming little demon clung tightly to his body, her soft purple-pink tail rubbing back and forth on his thigh, which was truly distracting.

But for some reason, the body of the man with the triangular eyes, even without a head, had not fallen and was just standing there, gushing blood.

The same went for the strong man whose neck was gripped by the sister; blood was spraying everywhere.

Yi even began to wonder: Could a human body really hold that much blood to spray? Shouldn't it have run out by now under normal circumstances?

If it weren't for the baptism of "Flesh and Blood Rebirth" that he had experienced earlier, he probably would have been scared to the point of being weak in the legs, feet, and all over.