Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Last Mirror.
Half past seven in the evening.
Bai Ze, who was leaning on the edge of the bed and half-squinting, sat up and woke up the bald head who was sleeping with a Buddhist bead next to him.
"It's time to go. ”
The bald head rubbed his face blankly before he came back to his senses: "Now it's time to prepare...... What kind of mirror did you walk out of?"
"It's coming. Bai Ze stood up and tried to move the bed, or the cabinet.
"What is this for?"
"Blocking the stairs. Bai Ze pulled it hard, but found that the bed was not moving.
According to his current strength, even if he doesn't enter the state of unlocking the genetic lock, he can still lift a car and a bed.
"This cabinet can't be moved!"
The bald head over there blushed, and his hands tugged at the two corners of the cabinet.
"Don't bother, wash your face and lift your spirits. Bai Ze gave up his plan to block the stairs.
I've seen the stairs before, and with that level of sturdiness, it's impossible to destroy them unless you take explosives.
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"Brother Su, I'm really sleepy. ”
Hui whispered.
Su Mo also looked sleepy, he patted Liu Jun, who was about to sleep, and said, "Cheer up, we can survive this incident." ”
At this time, the three of them had long since stopped playing cards, and the cards were scattered messily on the table and floor in front of them.
It's like three salted fish, slumped on the couch.
Su Mo bit his tongue and forcibly sobered himself up.
I used to stay in the hall because there was a lot of traffic outside, which was more refreshing, but now......
Su Mo stood up, the bloodshot in his eyes was so thick that he could barely see the whites of his eyes, and he reached out and pulled the two of them up.
"If you can't help it, bite your tongue and bite your hand, it's okay, let's go to the room. ”
A bloodshot appeared on the side of Liu Jun's mouth, stood up, and staggered to follow the room.
Backhand, lock the door.
Su Mo glanced around and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
(…… If only there was a knife. )
In the past few hours, he is the most distracted, not only has to support himself, but also has to watch the two of them.
"It's past seven o'clock...... Keep it up ......"
As if time passed bit by bit, the three of them successfully persevered, and the sound of the train came to their ears-
Su Mo's expression began to turn into a trance.
Suddenly, he was awakened by a sharp pain.
"Shhhh
Hui held his hand, a stain of blood on his mouth.
Su Mo pulled out an ugly smile and said, "I almost fell asleep myself, haha, it's good that Hui is alert, otherwise we will be alone by then." ”
And no one took his topic.
Liu Jun showed an ugly smile and said, "Brother Su...... Don't lie to us, we've already guessed if the three of us are hopeless. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, we'll be fine. ”
"It's okay...... It's already a person who has died once......" Liu Jun's eyes began to blur again, he raised his hand and bit it down hard.
"Hiss-isn't there still hope for Xiao Bai Ze and the bald head...... That's good...... At least we weren't wiped out...... Ha ha. ”
"Don't think about it, I said I wouldn't die, I wouldn't die!" Su Mo's face sank and said, "Have I ever lied to you?"
"Really...... No. Liu Jun tilted his head and thought about it in confusion.
"Really...... Can you still live?" Hui moved to Su Mo's side, stared at Su Mo and said, "Actually, I'm already very satisfied...... But I don't want to be like that and I've never spoken......"
Su Mo turned his head to look at Hui and smiled bitterly.
Hui's eyes showed tenderness that she had never seen before, and she was about to continue-
She stopped talking abruptly, and a strange and terrifying roar came out of her throat.
"Ho-ho-"
"Ho-ho-"
His lips began to turn purple, his cheeks were chapped, and even the hand holding Su Mo hung down weakly, gradually becoming bruised.
Su Mo's eyes widened-
How could it be......
Is it blood?
The bite she took on herself!
Hui's pupils narrowed dramatically, and bloodshot eyes began to occupy the entire eye socket.
Su Mo turned his head in shock, and saw that Liu Jun's face had begun to distort, and a sadness welled up from the bottom of his heart.
But in an instant, two terrifying ghosts appeared in the room.
Their scarlet eyes lit up, and they looked upstairs and wanted to walk.
Two hands gripped them tightly.
Su Mo gritted his teeth and dragged on them.
At this time, he didn't know where the spirit and perseverance came from, so he hugged the feet of the two "people" and hooked his legs to the edge of the bed.
A huge force came, and Su Mo was lifted by a ghost hand-
Scarlet eyes looked straight into his eyes.
The sky was spinning and there was nothing to resist, and Su Mo lost consciousness.
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Bai Ze stood at the end of the hallway.
Next to him is a bald head holding a Buddhist bead.
Even in the summer, the time close to eight o'clock still takes away the last trace of afterglow.
There is no sunlight at all.
Night has come.
Bai Ze shouted: "Go!"
The bald head looked confused, and was pulled into the wall by Bai Ze.
A winding blood-red staircase unfolded in front of them.
The bald head clenched the Buddha beads: "What's the matter!"
"Don't TM ink! Run!" Bai Ze rushed up the stairs.
At this time, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, you must break through! Time is limited, if there are still traps on this road, then there is really no solution!
There was no end in sight to the winding stairs, and the bald head followed closely behind Bai Ze, and even his head was covered with sweat.
"Xiao Bai Ze, you, did you run so fast?" asked the bald head panting incredulously.
Bai Ze didn't speak, and hurried away.
At this time, an inhuman roar sounded, Bai Ze's face changed greatly, and he looked sideways slightly, and found that Su Mo and the three "people" had already chased into the stairs!
"It's Brother Su, them!"
The bald head gritted his teeth, and his face was full of complicated expressions.
The bones all over his body rattled, and a sense of pain spread throughout his body, Bai Ze let out a dull snort in his throat, turned around and raised his bald head directly.
The bald head looked at Bai Ze, who was a few sizes younger than him, in amazement, holding him up and walking like a fly, almost like a lightning speed!
"I ......"
"Shut up Lao Tzu!" Bai Ze couldn't help but scold.
Even if Bai Ze took the initiative to unlock the genetic lock, he was still being shortened by the ghosts-
There was a faint light in front of it, which was very noticeable in the gloomy staircase.
Is it almost there!
Bai Ze jumped to the end of the stairs.
A world of mirrors unfolded before him.
From the ceiling, to the surrounding walls, to the soles of your feet, there is a sea of mirrors.
Boxy, mirrored frame.
If you look down, you can see your reflection on the ground divided by the frames, revealing an indescribable strange meaning.
Bai Ze's eyes swept slightly, and he rushed forward.
The active opening of the gene lock brings severe pain to his whole body all the time, but these sharp pains make him feel a strange feeling of refreshment, stimulating him to can't help but roar out and try his best to vent.
The Taoist priest said to find a mirror......
Where is the mirror?
Bai Ze was faintly anxious, but he thought it should be at the end of this corridor.
Two "figures" kneeling on the ground were faintly visible in front of them.
Bai Ze stepped to the end in one step.
His face changed dramatically, and his front was empty, no different from any other place.
There are only dense small mirrors -