Walking into the door of the hotel, a sweet and greasy moist and warm air came to the face, in front of Zheng was a wide front hall, an incandescent lamp with insufficient wattage was dimly lit, under the light and shadow were densely placed tables, chairs and benches, like a restaurant, and in the middle against the wall was a row of sales windows, but now they are all on the window panels, a row of Hessesen, and I don't know what is inside.

On the left hand side of the gate, against the wall, is a small cash register, above which hangs a large clock, which creaks and clicks, and the sound is a little harsh in the quiet hotel. On both sides of the bell hung the portraits of Taizu and his founding comrades, who had been popular in the past two years, and in the dimly lit night, the originally hearty smile was also covered with a strange color. A bed rests on the cash register, revealing a small half of the bed covered with futon and a pair of feet sticking out of the bed.

The corners of his eyes twitched sharply a few times, and Zheng Fang could clearly see that the owner of the feet was dead.

The squeak of the door swinging slightly in the wind behind the "squeak ......" was suddenly mixed with a strange sound of the door shaft turning, Zheng Fang was startled, and turned his head to look, but it was Tong Jie who walked into the hotel.

"What a heavy smell of blood, there are more than one dead people in this hotel?" Tong Jie's suspicious voice echoed in the gloomy hotel front hall, sounding like it was ringing in another space.

Glancing at Tong Jie, Zheng Fang walked to the cash register, looked in, and there was a young woman lying on the bed inside, her eyes were slightly open, but she had lost her lustre, and her mouth was slightly open, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Zheng Fang walked around the cash register to the woman's side, he gently flipped the woman's not yet stiff head, the hair on the back of the woman's head had been glued into a mess by sticky blood, but through the sticky hair, Zheng Fang could easily see the thumb-thick hole on the back of the woman's head.

Following behind Zheng Fang, Tong Jie watched this scene and covered her mouth with her hand suddenly, her big eyes full of horror.

"Quick...... Let's go, let's ...... Call the police quickly. Tong Jie lowered her voice and said to Zheng Fang tremblingly.

Unexpectedly, looking at the woman's body, Zheng Fang didn't feel half afraid, but a thick anger rose in his heart, if you want to kill me, you will come at me, what does it mean to kill these ordinary people?

"The cultivator's means, it is useless to call the police. Zheng Fang said sullenly and walked towards the stairs by the cash register.

Up the stairs, there is a long dimly lit walkway, on both sides of the corridor are open rooms, Zheng Fang walked over one by one, some doors are open, and there are dead residents inside, and the dead are almost the same as downstairs, all of them have open mouths and expressions that seem to be smiling, and there is a thumb-sized hole in the back of the head.

Zheng Fang didn't deliberately open the locked room, he walked all the way down the aisle, and while inspecting, he sighed secretly in his heart, estimating that the secret service had arranged to pick up his senior, and he had already encountered an accident.

The smell of blood permeated the entire floor, Zheng Fang was unmoved, he walked the corridor back and forth, in the unlocked room, there were a total of 12 deceased, Zheng Fang walked down the stairs to the third floor, Tong Jie followed him closely behind him.

At the staircase on the third floor, Zheng Fang found a corpse lying in the corridor, very different from the other deceased, this corpse actually had seventeen or eighteen holes all over its body, and the blood on its body had already dried up, unlike the other deceased who had that smiling expression on their faces, this corpse had wide eyes and a shocked look on its face, as if it was very unbelievable that he would die like this. Looking at the sturdy physique of this corpse, which was obviously different from the others, Zheng Fang guessed that this was probably the senior of the secret service who was preparing to take over him.

Gently putting the body of the suspected senior back in its place, Zheng Fang looked down the corridor again, and his soft footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Zheng ...... Zheng Fang, I ...... I'm afraid. Tong Jie's voice suddenly sounded behind Zheng Fang.

"Don't be afraid, these are innocent people, knowing that we have to avenge them, it's too late to be happy, and they won't harm us. Zheng Fang turned to look at Tong Jie and comforted her softly, but the anger in his chest burned more and more, and it was almost difficult to contain. Tong Jie trembled and approached Zheng Fang, gently grabbing his arm, as if only in this way could she suppress the fear in her heart.

Although she was a cultivator, where had she ever seen such a bloody scene, and the scenes in front of her were impacting her nerves.

"These people, the time of death is not long, let me see where the murderer can escape. Seeing Tong Jie's crumbling appearance, Zheng Fang no longer insisted on exploring the third floor, but returned to the dead senior's side, letting go of his spiritual power, and letting his spiritual power spread around the hotel like a big net.

......A burst of laughter like an owl crying at night suddenly sounded over the hotel, and Zheng Fang and Tong Jie's eyes widened suddenly.

"Who is it?" Zheng Fang snorted coldly, his mental power contracted rapidly, nervously catching the source of the laughter.

"Zheng Fang, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time, Tong Jie girl, good job!" The laughter stopped, and a man's voice sounded immediately.

"You killed all the people in this hotel?" Glancing at Tong Jie, whose face had changed drastically, Zheng Fang ignored the other party and asked coldly.

"One is in the hotel, the other is the family, you choose, Zheng Fang, in order to receive you, we will sweep and wait, but we are full of sincerity!" The man sighed and said to Zheng Fang eloquently, really like an old friend for many years, Tong Jie looked at Zheng Fang on the side, his expression was uncertain.

"Do you know me?" Zheng Fang frowned, as if he was a little confused.

"You are the famous Zheng Fang, who can not know you?" you are, ......" the man muttered with interest, but as soon as he said a few words, Zheng Fang's eyes lit up, and without moving, the flying star broke out of his body and swept straight to a corner of the hotel.

From the beginning, Zheng Fang didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, he used his mental power to keep catching the man's traces, but the other party seemed to be playing hide and seek with Zheng Fang, and his body kept changing directions, so Zheng Fang could only accompany him to say a few more words, once he found that the other party stopped, he didn't hesitate, and as soon as he got started, he was his strongest attack.

"What a treacherous little ghost!" the man exclaimed in a playful exclamation, and the flying star swooped in the corner, flashing light and flying back to Zheng Fang's body.

"Zheng Fang, the foreplay is over, enjoy your gluttonous feast! The man's voice changed suddenly, and it sounded in all directions of the entire hotel, as if it had shuttled every corner of the hotel in an instant, and Zheng Fang found that his spiritual power had completely lost its purpose.

As the man's voice fell, the entire hotel changed, countless slippery black tentacles stretched out from the walls, the ground, the ceiling, and the room, and the entire three-story corridor of the hotel seemed to have turned into a jungle in the blink of an eye.

"Tong Jie, be careful!" Zheng Fang snorted lightly, Feixing had already protected himself, cutting off all the tentacles that fell under his feet, on the top of his head, and around his body. He was worried about Tong Jie's safety, so he hurriedly turned back, but was surprised to find that he didn't know when, Tong Jie had lost his trace.

A cold sweat flowed from Zheng Fang's forehead, where did Tong Jie go? She wouldn't have any accidents, right? For the man's provocation, he didn't even believe half a point. Facing the tentacles that were densely swarmed around him, Zheng Fang didn't think twice, he shouted, and a raging flame ignited around his body, those tentacles that were cut down by the flying star and were still jumping endlessly, as soon as they were touched by this fire, they immediately curled up and shrank, emitting a burst of scorching stench. Those approaching tentacles also seemed to be afraid of Zheng Fang's flames, and outside the enveloping range of the flames, they kept swinging and cowering.

The situation stabilized slightly, and before Zheng Fang could find Tong Jie's whereabouts, the situation in the hotel changed again, countless tentacles retracted one after another, and in the process of retraction, these tentacles were fusing with each other, and after a few breaths, the small tentacles as thin as thumbs disappeared, and in their place, they were huge tentacles that were black and thick like giant trees. The tips of the tentacles also protruded like large trees, and these giant trees danced like long snakes, staggering towards Zheng Fang.

With the retraction of the small tentacle, Zheng Fang's body finally vacated a little space, he looked at the nearest huge tentacle, this tentacle leaned on the door of a guest room, the branch at the top was swimming wantonly on the door frame and ceiling of the guest room, Zheng Fang stretched out his fingers, a flame attached to the spiritual power went straight to the tentacle, the tentacle's thick body trembled, and then, Zheng Fang felt that the flame he shot out quickly extinguished. It seems that after the tentacles become larger, the fire resistance is greatly improved.

Before Zheng Fang could make any further response, the branch of the tentacle shook suddenly, Zheng Fang's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw that a human corpse had been hanging from the tip of the branch, and he staggered towards him.

The human corpse moved its limbs stiffly, and kept beating at Zheng Fang without touching the ground, Zheng Fang could almost see the branches of the tentacles slowly squirming in his open mouth, and couldn't help but retreat again and again, dodging the corpse's attack, Zheng Fang recognized that this was the corpse of the secret service senior, Zheng Fang was at a loss for the corpse.

Almost at the same time as this corpse pounced on Zheng Fang, other giant tentacles also hung around the corpse, and these tentacles, some hung one corpse, some hung two, and these corpses stiffened one by one and attacked Zheng Fang one after another.

For a while, Zheng Fang, who was in the middle of the road, was stumbling, and his body was hit by the corpse continuously, and it wasn't for Feixing to help parry on the side, he couldn't support it anymore.