Chapter Fifty-Eight: Death, Death!

Jun Yi lowered his head slightly and looked at Lin Langyue, looking a little aggrieved: "But Chan'er, you don't care about me." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

His face was extremely quiet away from Lin Langyue, and his long and black eyelashes touched Lin Langyue's face from time to time, making her want to laugh a little.

But looking at the seriousness and innocence in Jun Yiwei's eyes, Lin Langyue couldn't laugh again.

She thought that it would be too unkind for her to laugh when she saw him like this once.

Lin Langyue was thinking about how to speak, but a scream came from downstairs.

This scream was inevitably too scary, and Lin Langyue pushed Jun Yiwei away.

She had never heard someone scream so creepy, full of despair, misery, and fear.

What happened to this person?

Jun Yiwei's expression remained the same, he had heard such screams a lot, but he didn't think there was anything unusual. Jun Yiwei took advantage of Lin Langyue's attention to the scream and secretly kissed her on the cheek.

Hmm, it's so fragrant, it's so soft.

Seeing that Lin Langyue didn't find out, Jun Yiwei's heart jumped with joy

A few more of the same screams, he thought with some trepidation.

But it must not be discovered by Chan'er, otherwise she will be wary next time, and there will be no such good benefits!

So he still didn't care about it on his face, trying his best to hide the joy that was about to jump out of his voice, and asked calmly: "Chan'er, should we go down and have a look?"

Lin Langyue glanced back at him in some surprise, didn't she just say that she was waiting here?

But she really wanted to go on, and the scream just now was a little terrifying.

But it also aroused her excitement, and she couldn't help but want to go down and see what was going on.

If she hadn't been afraid of Jun Yiwei, she would have gone down a long time ago!

"Okay. Lin Langyue agreed, but her legs took a step forward.

Jun Yi was a little helpless, and walked up quickly to follow her.

Downstairs.

It should have been a faint ink fragrance, and the quiet and elegant book pavilion is indeed a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The wooden floor was long invisible, and a thick, viscous layer of blood completely covered it.

The books on the shelves have also fallen, and many of the heavy books have been submerged and wet, and even if they are scooped up later, they will not be able to read.

Only a few lighter books still float in the sea of blood, up and down.

From time to time, a severed limb emerges from the sea of blood, and the mutilated part of the limb is miserably white, as if it has been broken from the human body for a long time, so that this sea of blood cannot give it some fresh breath.

Lin Langyue stood on the wooden staircase, looking at all this in front of her with some astonishment.

Didn't she hear someone coming upstairs just now?

Now, she can't see a single figure, and there seems to be no sign of life here.

What's going on?

Rao is Lin Langyue was quite bold, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

She subconsciously took a step back, only to hit a person's chest.

She was startled and couldn't help but scream.

"It's me. Jun Yiwei hurriedly hugged her.

"Well, don't be afraid. Jun Yiwei carefully comforted Lin Langyue while looking at the sea of blood solemnly.

Obviously, he also had the key in mind.

Where have all the people gone?

According to Jun Yiwei's previous information, plus his people, there are about 304 people here.

But now, it seems that no one has survived.

There was silence all around, and from time to time there was a thicker smell of blood in the darkness, which would make people feel chills in their hearts, and their bodies were chilled for a while.

"Help... Save me. Help me, save ... Save...".