Just as Meng Shui was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his feet and necks were grabbed by a pair of ** things.

Meng Shuixin's heart trembled, and he stood in place for the first time without moving, but for a moment Meng Shuixin still took a deep breath of air, and slowly turned around to see that the person was sparkling and couldn't tell the front or the back at all, but the whole person looked up at himself who didn't know whether it was the head or the foot, and the pair of blood-soaked hands that had been blurred grabbed his feet and neck tightly, and a thick blood-colored weapon came up from the top of this corpse, covering Meng Shuixin's eyes, Meng Shuixin suddenly couldn't see the road ahead, and he couldn't even see the disgusting corpse that grabbed him late.

But a thick smell of blood came to his nose, Meng Shuixin felt a little dizzy in his head, and he took a test in the back, who knew that sentence was to mention it and grabs Meng Shuixin's ankle reluctantly, as if he didn't plan to let go at all.

Meng Shuixin suddenly stretched out his hand, but it stopped in mid-air, he suddenly remembered that he had no potential strength, even if it was just a joke for others, but why did this corpse hold on to himself?

Immediately afterwards, this entity actually climbed slowly on Meng Shuixin's legs, which seemed to wrap Meng Shuixin's entire body, Meng Shuixin found that his hand couldn't touch this corpse at all, this corpse didn't know when it had become a soft and virtual body, and Meng Shuixin didn't know why he didn't have any strength at all, and the whole person seemed to be trapped by the blood and lost his vitality.

But the strange thing is that now drinking a corpse at such a close distance is outstanding, and there is no strong smell of blood like just now, and there is not a trace of blood on it when he falls deep.

But there was no way to break free from the confinement of this corpse, and gradually Meng Shuixin felt some difficulty in breathing, and then his eyes slowly became blurred, and the whole person became a little blurred for a while, at this time Meng Shuixin's eyes were no longer this small alley but became a darkness, there was not a drop of light in this darkness, but Meng Shuixin could feel the power in his body that imprisoned him, and he was binding himself and moving slowly.

There is a little white light in the gradual darkness, this white light becomes clear with a little bit of his own movement, at least Meng Shuixin feels that he is moving, although he can't move his body but it is really clear for a while, when his body stops moving, not far in front of Meng Shuixin, there is a red carpet paved with blood, and at the end of the red carpet, there is a door that can't see the whole picture clearly, at this time, Meng Shuixin felt that his body gradually regained consciousness, But Meng Shuixin lowered his head and found that his body was wrapped around his body and he didn't know when the body was gone, replaced by black vines, these black vines wrapped themselves but not tight, but as if wearing a thin coat on the outside of his body, Meng Shuixin found more and more that such a scene was very familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember, Meng Shuixin looked at the vines wrapped around his body, and suddenly tried to take a step forward, I saw that the vines suddenly began to move, and then the more Meng Shuixin walked forward, the tighter the vines wrapped themselves, Meng Shuixin finally found that this vine was preventing himself from going to the door in front of him, since he brought himself here but didn't earn himself to enter, what is the reason?

Meng Shuixin instinctively wanted to speak, but who found that he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't make any sound at all, Meng Shuixin knew that he was probably in the illusion now, Meng Shuixin moved forward with difficulty, knowing that the pain of the vines binding himself was unbearable, Meng Shuixin guessed and stopped, and at this time Meng Shuixin could already see the general situation of the gate in front of him.

And when he saw the whole picture of the gate in front of him, some of the gaps in Meng Shuixin's memory were also seduced, when was that, and at that time he also fell into such an illusion.

The door in front of it was a terrifying and abnormal door, and the gate was full of bloody human heads, men and women, old and young, huddled together one after another to look at themselves, disgusting and terrifying.

At that time, it was Wen Jingrong's own life who woke him up from this terrible dream, but now he can't think about it at all, and even it really seems to be like he has experienced it personally, there seem to be more of the seven bleeding heads on it, Meng Shuixin is not sure if it is new, but such a scene makes people just want to vomit.

When Meng Shuixin really had a state of retching, he found that he could actually make a sound, and it was accompanied by a strange laughter that blended with the screaming sound and the direction sound from the original ticket on the door.

Meng Shuixin said lightly: "The gate of hell ......"

But in this empty and empty space, no one responded to Meng Shuixin's muttering, only more sarcastic and harsh voices, coming from the countless skulls, I remember that when I subconsciously said this, Wen Jingrong quickly refuted himself, he didn't think that his dream was real, but if a dream appeared in your consciousness in such a strange way, it should feel strange.

In addition, at this time, Meng Shuixin was not sure if he could go out, time passed drop by drop, I don't know how long it took Meng Shuixin to stand in place and couldn't move at all, the vines had tightly bound his hands and feet, and he even felt difficult to breathe, but Meng Shuixin was even more afraid that there was no change in time, and time here seemed to be stagnant or flowing but he really didn't know, but this qiē qiē was amazingly repeated, For example, the heads that are constantly calling, they have some

Some of them were very fast as if they were singing, and even their heads were shaking their heads, some were angry and struggling to get down from which door, and some of them didn't say anything but made a whimpering sound, and the blood slowly stayed in his eyes, indicating that he was grief-stricken.

This qiē has some patience that makes Meng Shuixin's patience gradually polished, in a place where time is blurred, trapped in the same place, this situation is no less than being trapped in a black room.

Meng Shuixin gradually became impatient, he was originally a girl who had little patience, and after so many things, he had cultivated a little bit, but at this time, Meng Shuixin was extremely irritable, and there was no reason for this irritability.

Meng Shuixin tried to break free of the vines that trapped him, but in exchange for a tighter binding, Meng Shuixin couldn't breathe for a while.

Meng Shuixin suddenly looked at the gate in front of him with his eyes like a torch, but his voice was not very loud: "The Gate of Hell, do you mean to pull me into your hell, in that case, why don't you open the door and trap me here?" ”

But what returned to Meng Shuixin was still the same shouting voice, as if Meng Shuixin didn't exist at all.

Meng Shuixin suddenly wanted to break free from the vines as if he was crazy, but in exchange for the confrontation of Xiangheng full of pain, gradually Meng Shuixin's skin was scratched with blood marks, only to see that the blood stains had been on the vines, they suddenly seemed to have touched some hot potato, and suddenly let go of Meng Shuixin, Meng Shuixin began to cough on his neck in place because of the sudden relaxation, and when he finally changed a little, Meng Shuixin guessed that when the blood around him and Liu actually flowed through his side, he automatically changed the course, and he was still soaked in the blood water just now, so as not to be able to see that the vegetables were on land now.

Meng Shuixin looked at his arm, the blood stains on it had not yet dispersed, but the heads of the people on the door in front of him suddenly became extremely commotionous, they all seemed to want to come up from which door, and they scrambled to stretch forward, some of them even did not hesitate to bite the flesh and blood of the head next to them.

Meng Shuixin walked in front of the net, different from just now, every time Meng Shuixin took a step forward, the head on the door began to struggle and frenzy, as if he was going crazy.

Meng Shuixin looked at the blood stains on his arm, and smiled faintly, as if he had regained his previous ease: "Are you afraid of this? ”

Meng Shuixin sniffed his own blood, and then looked at the huge people in front of him, the head that was talking to the front, suddenly began to shrink back in horror, the head that was originally running out of the reporter, and now they were all in a hurry to lock the door inside, but it was a pity that this door seemed to be stuck in the center of the door, whether it was retracted or stretched out, they couldn't help themselves.

And Meng Shuixin is only one step away from them, if those heads are stretched out now, they may just be able to touch Meng Shuixin's body, but it is a pity that no head dares to stick out at this time.

"You are actually afraid of the blood of the Meng family?" Meng Shuixin smiled, but was full of coldness, "Why did you bring me here?" ”

But no one would say Meng Shuixin, unlike just now, this place suddenly became quiet, and the heads on the door stopped moving, as if they were stationary, as if they were just decorations on a door, and they became calm, quiet and weird.