He was clutching my neck, his sharp nails rubbing against my neck, and every time he struggled, he was rewarded with a heart-piercing pain. He glared at me, his gray-white eyeballs bulging outward, almost falling off, his black pupils constricting in a terrible gesture, leaving only the black ink spot in the middle.

"Woo ...... Woohoo ......! ”

No, if I pinch like this, even if it's not suffocation, my neck will break.

Waving his hands in the air, the dagger stabbed him in the shoulder blades, his left hand clasped his head, pulled the messy hair, threw it out, and gave him a kick.

"Cough cough ......!" The flesh on his neck was visibly blurred, and the violent cough caused a flurry of nausea, retching several times, almost vomiting his intestines out. His face was flushed, and his brain was a little congested.

He cowered in the corner in pain, his throat still making that strange sound, and for some reason, even though he was in a strange form, I still felt as if I had seen him somewhere.

"Woo ......!"

Before I could recover my strength, he pounced on him again, his mouth open like a wild beast, and his "claws" raised, like a beast that had been forced into a predicament and resisted desperately.

Subconsciously raised the dagger at the last moment, he faced it head-on, and just hit it impartially, and the warm and sticky liquid suddenly sprayed me, and the whole world seemed to turn blood red.

He shoved me away, howling almost in despair, blood spilling all over the ground.

"Woohoo......!" Ayu suddenly jumped out from behind, pounced on his shoulder, bit his neck, and let out an angry roar.

The voice faded into silence, and the man slumped, tilting his head against the wall and not moving, and I was shocked by the momentary change and sat down across from him. In the flickering light, the puddle of blood spread and wriggled like a ghost, reflecting a blinding scarlet.

Did I kill someone?

Ayo crouched at my feet, licking his paws gracefully, like a trained killer, cleaning his blade afterwards.

After a few pats on the head, he forced himself to come back to his senses, struggled to get up, and found a green notebook in his hand, which he turned over and over.

The above record began in mid-December last year and came to an abrupt end at the beginning of last month, spanning about half a year, half a year, and I became more and more sloppy, and at the back, more than half of the paper was torn or scratched.

Apparently, the note was written by this man who had just died.

In December, I probably met the sissy for the first time after I came back from Germany, which showed that at that time, he was still conscious, could write, and was still a normal person.

In just half a year, will a normal person be turned into such an unconscious monster?

"December 29th, today is my second week here, they will bring me strange medicine every day, force me to drink it, I feel that my eyesight is deteriorating, and it seems that there is a beast hidden in my body, which is about to break out......"

"In February, I can't remember what day it is, and I'll ask when they come."

"On April 8th, I could barely see now, everything was blurry, the light was blurred, the table was blurred, and even the bones that scared me at first were white. I don't know if it's because of those pills, I became very manic. ”

…………

I just took a cursory look, this person is obviously an experimental subject, locked up here, doing some kind of drug test, but what is the purpose, since Li Yuehong is bent on death, why do he still do such useless research?

In the compartment of the notebook sleeve, I pulled out a piece of paper and immediately understood who this person was.

On the paper was a stick figure, drawing nothing else, the dagger in my hand, and the owner of this painting could not be anyone else, it was Abang who insisted on staying in Germany that day and did not want to flee together!

In this way, Li Yuehong has always been in contact with that organization in Germany, and he is staying here, not just what he said is waiting for me, but what is the purpose of the dying person......?

Yes! Roga!

It must be Roga!

Back then, Guo Minsheng brought people into Luojia, no one knew what they encountered and what they found, Li Yuehong just entered Luojia by accident, but left in a hurry, nothing was clear, of course he would not be reconciled.

What's more, Yang Yun stayed in it for at least a week, and when he came back, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and he played such a big game of chess, no matter how he thought about it, it was too suspicious for Li Yuehong to stay in this place in peace, and he waited for me for sixty years, perhaps, he went to Luo Jia again.

But what is the purpose of making Abang like this? Create a "monster army" to hold down the King of Monsters?

Closed the note and put it back in place, it is better to touch the dead man's things less, not superstition, it should be regarded as a minimum of respect......

Ayou turned back so quickly, which shows that the access after breaking the wall is not long, maybe even it is sealed, and if you want to escape, you still have to put some thought.

Without the threat of Abang, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief and straighten the lamp, no matter how bad it is, it is still light, it is better than staying in that absolute darkness. I'll admit that I've been getting a little afraid of the dark for a while.

I took the piece of gold out of my mountain shoes, put it under the lamp, and lay on my stomach, looking at it, trying to find a clue from it, if not for the instructions to get me out, I just didn't want to let myself be idle, too quiet, I might go crazy.

The dragon on the gold nugget is a dying posture, and those who look at it can only experience a kind of sadness, without any fear and awe. Wounded dragon with a shadow on the dragon's back......

Dragon's back?

......?!

Not far from here, there is a mountain called Longbei Mountain. It is rumored that the ancient Southern Dragon King was born to have a son, and he loved the Little Dragon King very much, and developed the naughtiness of the Little Dragon King, causing trouble everywhere, and finally made a big mistake one day.

The little dragon king burned down the altar of heaven by mistake, and he couldn't raise it, and his father's fault, the southern dragon king suffered for his son, and died under the diamond wall, and after his death, his body turned into a dragon's back mountain.

But what does the shadow on the dragon's back mean? It looks like a ...... Linglong Tower.

The light of the desk lamp is getting weaker and weaker, and the frequency of beating is also accelerating, and it seems that it is about to "end of life".

Abang didn't escape, not necessarily because there was no exit, or maybe it was because the ghost-faced man was strictly guarded, and he had no chance to escape at all. While there are still lights, we have to find out if Abang has left any clues.

It's just that...... Looking back, it was already a mess, and even if there were clues, it could have been destroyed.

I got up, stumbled and stumbled two steps, and my trouser leg was bitten by Ayo, dragging me in the opposite direction with all its might, could it have found something?

(Because some readers have recently reported that they want to add more, Bamboo is here to talk about the reason for the recent daily update chapter.) First, the early update was too fast, which led to the missed new book period, so now it is slowing down; Second, there have been a lot of things lately, and bamboo really doesn't have hand speed, and it takes a long time to write a chapter. To sum up, I hope that readers can be considerate, and if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely update two chapters a day to repay you for not giving up! ）