Don't pass Hanhan

Chapter 75

"He also has...a mahogany sign." Su Shen stretched out a hand, pointing to the right hand of the ghost in the tunic suit.

The bloodless hand was perfectly exposed by the well-cut cuff. It was so thin that it was out of shape. It seemed that the fingers with only a layer of skin on the bones were stuck tightly on a finger-sized brand. The brand was stained red with blood. Blood was flowing on it, and it seemed to be steaming.

Suddenly, Zhongshan's ghost raised his hand, bit the sign into his mouth, and chewed it bit by bit.

Because of too much force, he also chewed two of his own fingers.

Su Shen: "Wow."

Chen Xiaoluo picked up Su Shen, and at the same time kicked hard at the wall that Chen Chong was attached to. The wall was moved back by one centimeter, and Chen Xiaoluo fell to the ground in the opposite direction while holding Su Shen.

Ji Ziyou in Su Shen's arms fell out like a ball.

The black shadow flashed past, picked up Ji Ziyou, and ran upstairs quickly.

"Food——!!!" Su Shen stretched out his hand towards the stairs and let out a scream.

She wanted to chase her out, but Chen Xiaoluo hugged her like a koala, she struggled and couldn't.

The ghost in the tunic suit ran so fast that in just a few seconds, he couldn't even feel his breath.

The entire second floor is empty and very pure. Compared with the first floor, it is simply a holy place.

Su Shen thumped the floor angrily.

She turned her head and glared at Chen Xiaoluo: "It's all your fault for letting him run away, you eat with me!"

Chen Chong was dizzy from being shaken, but after listening to the general idea, he closed his eyes and tried to make a sound: "Don't say my master!"

"Let's go," Chen Xiaoluo stood up, patted the dirt on his body, "Go after him."

"It's okay to stop it at the beginning, it's hard to pull."

Su Shen straightened up with a stiff body. In her opinion, the way humans stand up is too slow.

Complaining a few words, she chased up from the stairs like a gust of wind.

"Patriarch, I will wait for your return!" Chen Chong shook his head and spoke hard.

"Yeah." Chen Xiaoluo took out the phone and pressed a few buttons: "I contacted Chen Liang, and you will squeak when you hear something in a while."

There is no danger on the first and second floors for the time being, and all sources of danger are gathered on the third floor, so there is no problem with short-term access.

Chen Chong said weakly: "...OK."

Chen Xiaoluo put the phone next to Chen Chong, and went upstairs by himself.

The stairs have been corroded by the years, and they creak when stepping on them. When people walk on them, they have a feeling that they are about to fall, and they will fall in the next second.

The outside of the stairs is against the wall. Someone painted red faces on the wall. Although they are abstract, there is always an illusion that they are peeping at you.

And right in front, there is a dense black mist, the mist billows and rolls, as if it is a desperate struggle before dying, and it is also like countless tentacles waving to people, luring the prey in restlessly and manically.

Chen Xiaoluo remained expressionless, holding on to the railing, taking every step, walking extremely slowly.

Su Shen flew up, and they had already plunged into the black mist. Without the traction of restraint, their breath was cut off by the black mist, and Chen Xiaoluo couldn't feel her at all.

But she was very familiar with the breath coming out of the black mist.

It's Chen Jingling.

This is the black mist released by Chen Jingling.

The handrails of the stairs are exquisitely carved wood carvings, and there is a statue every few steps. The statue is a western angel with wings. Just as Chen Xiaoluo put his hand on it, a sudden burst of heat came from a sculpture.

Chen Xiaoluo let go of his hand for a moment, turned his head to look over, his crimson eyes were as calm as water, without any waves, as if nothing was enough to surprise her.

The cherub statue began to swell and deform when it came into contact with the body temperature of a living person, like a growing blood clot.

As it slowly took shape, Chen Xiaoluo's expression finally changed, everything around him slowed down, even the surging black mist was frozen, everything disappeared, only the scarlet on the meat in front of him became the only color .

Chen Xiaoluo's scarlet pupils trembled slightly, and she opened her lips, but after all, no sound came out.

Time seems to have passed a century, and it seems that only a few seconds have passed.

The chunk of flesh had grown into shape, the lower half of a skull with half of its skull cut off.

The mandible of the meat piece slowly opened, the meat piece was squeezed, and the black blood was squeezed out.

"...Sister." The lump of meat uttered a scale, and the tongue fell out from the jaw that was missing a few teeth, and it seemed to be broken in a vague way.

A familiar name swirled in his throat, ready to be pronounced.

"Chen Cheng."

"Sister, I'm cold." Rou Kuai made a breathy sound, intermittently: "It's so dark, I can't see...It's so cold, I want to go home."

Chen Xiaoluo leaned forward, gently hugged half of the head in his arms, and whispered: "It's okay, I'm here, I'll take you home."

"Why can't I see them? There are so many of them, so many of them only bite me."

"No one will bite you."

"I'm so cold, my father said, people will be cold without skin, sister... Has my skin been eaten?"

Chen Xiaoluo pursed her lips, raised her head halfway, and suppressed the tears in her eyes.

"Sister, I want to go home."

"Ah."

Chen Xiaoluo bit her fingertips, took out a soul-suppressing talisman, soaked it in blood, and gently wrapped it around half of her head.

The mandible on one side of the head moved, as if talking, but because of some things, no sound came out.

"Go to sleep." Chen Xiaoluo patted his head gently, and half of his head became quiet.

She picked up Chen Cheng and walked downstairs, facing a wall of wind.

The wind wall was arranged by Chen Xiaoluo. Before Chen Liang came in, if something unexpected happened and the wind wall was damaged, she would feel it.

After passing through the wind wall, only half of Chen Chong was still asleep. Chen Xiaoluo put half of Chen Cheng's head beside Chen Chong, took two steps, turned around, took a deep look at them, and then turned and left.

This time she was very fast, her background was decisive, and she showed no hesitation.

"Chen Xiaoluo." When approaching the third floor, a familiar figure appeared at the stairs.

Chen Xiaoluo stopped and looked up.

Chen Jingling was wearing a blood-stained shroud, standing right on the stairs, his face could no longer be seen from its original appearance, as if it had been cut by countless blades, the criss-cross cracks were deep enough to show the bones, and the broken lips were raised to one side .

Chen Xiaoluo recognized that it was the wound cut by Chen Cheng's wind blade talisman.

Through these wounds, Chen Xiaoluo seemed to see how desperate Chen Cheng was at that time.

There was no Chen Cheng in this operation. His mission was not in this direction. He should have been called to save the scene, but he didn't arrive. Chen Jingling was also here.

These growing Chen family juniors suffered the most serious defeat in their lives.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoluo only felt that there was a fire that was about to burst out in his chest, and he wanted to burn everything here.

Chen Jingling was completely unrecognizable, but she was still too arrogant.

"You're finally here." He said, making a gesture of hugging, and Chen Xiaoluo's arrival seemed to make him sincerely happy.

Chen Xiaoluo asked him: "You did this?"

Chen Jingling sneered: "You guys chased me hard, and didn't even give me a chance to breathe. When you knew it was hurting, you pretended to be a victim."

"Do you know?" Chen Jingling stretched out her hand, with a longing expression: "Blood is really a magical thing, it can make me recover faster, I did all of these, are you satisfied?"

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The author has something to say:

Happy Valentine's Day!

感谢在2022-02-0417:43:22~2022-02-1420:47:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Fu Xiao 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Qingfeng 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 2937140320 bottles; 12 bottles of Cinan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!