Chapter 219: Crazy Chamber (5)

"Ahhh......h

The heart-rending screams made Leng Mo stand on the spot.

No, this picture is too real, not much different from the scene in a horror movie.

Is the boss overestimating the guests?

In this way, it is estimated that people who do not have heart disease will be scared out of heart disease!

The man in red clutched his blood-spurting severed arm and howled in pain.

The ghost babies who smelled the smell of blood swarmed up, ignoring the two girls, but clinging to the man in red like ogres.

In less than a minute, the howl grew low until it died down.

The man in red is only left in red.

And a pile of bones under the red coat.

Cold foam finally sensed something was wrong.

These ghost babies, these scenes, are they real?

There's something really wrong with this secret room!

He shuddered.

The terrifying ghost babies devoured the flesh and blood of the man in red, stood up one after another, and quickly turned their eyes to Yan Luo and the girl in red, who had been standing aside and had already screamed to the point of losing their voice.

Clearly, they are about to be targeted.

And now, the two girls are already slumped on the ground in each other's arms, like lambs to be slaughtered.

"Run!" Leng Mo shouted in his heart.

The girls were unmoved. He couldn't do anything in the dark room either.

"All traitors must die!"

An abrupt and familiar voice came, gloomy and cold.

I don't know when, the door of the secret room quietly opened.

A figure stepped in slowly.

The visitor was glowing with a white glow, as if it were illusory and incorporeal, clad in black armor and holding a spear.

In addition to the one he was holding in his hand, he also had several spears stuck in his body.

The weird thing is: it's all like this, and TA is not dead.

As if sensing something, the visitor turned his face to look at the small dark room where the cold foam was.

The eyes met, and at that moment, the cold foam held back the breath.

Under the helmet, there is a familiar face.

Exactly the same as Yan Luo!

If you want to say different, it's how you dress.

"It's ...... What's going on?, who is she?" Leng Mo thought in horror.

Black Nail Yan Luo, referred to as Black Yan Luo, looks like you can ignore the barrier of the coated glass and see inside. Vaguely, Leng Mo saw that she seemed to be smiling at herself.

Then, with her hand, a sharp, clawed hand glowing blue, she grasped a spear stuck in her body, and slowly pulled it out.

Then, she lifted it.

Throw it at the cold foam behind the glass!

spears easily doors and windows, such as in the defeat of leather.

The next moment, Leng Mo's heart felt like a heavy blow.

He slowly slumped, fell to the ground in a trance, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

However, after a few seconds, he came to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.

He looked down at his chest, and unexpectedly, there were no wounds.

but

There is something more terrifying than a wound.

He was horrified to see that there was a ghostly light on his chest, stretching forward zigzags and stretches.

His gaze followed the ghostly light foot by foot, to the end of the ghostly light.

It's the chest of the black face Luo!

Hei Yanluo suddenly grabbed the ghostly light that connected the two of them and pulled it violently.

Leng Mo only felt as if he was being sucked by the tentacles of the giant octopus, and instantly flew into the air.

He was terrified, and shouted in horror, "Let go of me, you bastard!"

Hei Yanluo let him go, but obviously not following his wishes.

Leng Mo watched himself crash into the door and window of the small black room, shocked and angry, but helpless, he had to hold his head in his hands and curl up, in order not to hurt too badly.

In a moment, he saw himself outside the dark room.

The doors and windows, as if they were air, did not cause any hindrance or trauma to him.

He let go of his hands in amazement, and was about to sigh in disbelief when he was thrown to the ground.

No, it's a bunch of ghost babies.

Around, several ghost babies were smashed by his body and flew into the air two meters high before falling to the ground.

Leng Mo got up in embarrassment, and at the same time scolded: "Bastard, fuck you......"

Before he finished swearing, he suddenly stopped.

Because, he found that his situation was extremely bad.

The ghost babies who originally regarded the two girls as their targets were densely distributed around him at the moment, surrounding him.

At this moment, they were attracted by the cold foam scolding and glared at him angrily.

"End...... It's over!Mock them......" Leng Mo muttered to himself, then became sad and angry, and turned his head to glare at Hei Yanluo on the side: "Why do you want to hurt me?!"

Hei Yanluo smiled, and suddenly threw another spear at him.

Leng Mo was shocked, and just as he was about to dodge, he realized that he didn't need to: the direction of the spear was different from where he was.

A scream came from his side, splattering blood even on his face.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and looked sideways, a ghost baby who had just pounced on him was pierced by a spear, and the momentum of the spear was so great that it even took the ghost baby several meters away and nailed it to the wall alive.

"Whew......"

The ghosts roared.

Perhaps realizing that the new guy was a fierce rival, the ghost babies who surrounded the cold foam shifted their targets and rushed towards Hei Yanluo like a tide.

The black face is not afraid, and while throwing the spear quickly, she generally moves her feet with the action of throwing, like a dancer in the night.

Dance of Killing!

Leng Mo looked at Hei Yanluo who singled out a group of ghost babies dumbfounded, and her scalp was numb.

"What a pen!" he exclaimed.

A ghost baby flew up in the air and pounced on Hei Yanluo, who flexibly avoided its sharp ghost claws, twisted her waist and shrugged her shoulders, and slammed forward, hitting the ghost baby's chest and knocking it away.

Coincidentally, it was rammed into the one that had just been pinned to the wall.

Luckily, however, it landed relatively high, and the spear that nailed a ghost baby only pierced its legs, but it didn't hit the vital point, so within a few seconds, the ghost baby was swinging headfirst down against the wall like a runaway pendulum.

It struggled desperately, trying to break free.

But the spear pinned it like a huge nail, leaving it in vain, and it could only howl unwillingly.

Leng Mo looked at it stunned for a while, then subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear.

Blood shot out along the wound, and the dead ghost baby slipped to the ground first, and the still alive ghost baby "bang", hit the ground head-down, and screamed miserably.

Leng Mo hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The ghost baby hissed, covered her bloody thighs, and replied, "It's okay." ”

Leng Mo reached out again, grabbed its arm, and helped it up.

Ghost Baby: "Thank you. ”

Leng Mo replied with a smile: "You're welcome, you're welcome!"

The ghost baby grinned, her face became hideous, she stepped out of her bloody legs, limped forward, and pressed towards Hei Yanluo, who was still fighting with the ghost babies.

However, after taking a few steps, its form suddenly froze.

Then, slowly, it turned around and stared at the cold foam.

A cold smile froze on his face.

"Just now, you hit me!"

Leng Mo shook his head: "I didn't hit it." I was kind enough to help you up just now, you can't wronged a good person!"

The ghost baby said: "You didn't hit it, why do you want to help?"

Leng Mo was stunned for a moment, and shouted loudly: ", touch the porcelain...... What the hell?!If I hit you, why should I help you? Wouldn't it be better for you to get a shot?"

The ghost baby rolled her eyes in disbelief, as if she had found new evidence: "You still want to deny it! What are you holding in your hand? Isn't it the spear that hurt me just now?"

Leng Mo was stunned, and turned his head to see that the spear he had pulled out from the ghost baby just now was still in his hand.

Well, it's going to take a lot of work to clean yourself now!

Wait, why wash?

Also, why help it?

Why don't you take advantage of its illness and kill it?