From this day on, Wu Chen secretly swore that he would never eat Chu Ziyue's cooking again, it would be impossible in this life.

If the food is good, you can just take it, but this appearance makes people really unappetizing.

The key is that Chu Ziyue has been probing her brain and asking Wu Chen how he tastes.

He didn't know how to describe it, so he smiled and said, "It's similar to what you wrote." ”

Chu Ziyue nodded with satisfaction and continued to taste the "delicacies" on the table, not realizing anything special about the words she wrote.

After eating, Chu Ziyue went shopping again, although she claimed to be a scholar, but what she did had nothing to do with a scholar.

Wu Chen returned to his bedroom, touched his stomach and felt hungry.

But none of that mattered, did the monk need to eat? Eating was just to satisfy the taste buds.

He stretched his waist vigorously, moved the joints of his limbs, raised his legs high in place, and exercised his side and abdomen......

After a set of broadcast gymnastics, he nodded in satisfaction, and then waved his right hand, and the pitch-black blade had appeared in his hand, and the whole world was completely darkened.

Another dimension, the land of death.

There was still standing water under his feet, and the pouring rain poured into Chu Ziyue's bedroom, and then flowed down the corridor into his bedroom.

Wu Chen pushed away the broken door, and there were different shades of roads left on the wooden door, like traces of cat's claws.

He walked into Chu Ziyue's bedroom, the original pink style was gone, the two glass windows had been shattered, and the ground was scattered with goose down cotton in the futon and underwear and underwear that should have been hanging on the drying rack.

In the corner of the bedroom, there is also a mobile phone with a completely shattered screen.

All kinds of traces show that Chu Ziyue did enter the alien space that night, which is very unbelievable, but I have to admit it.

The entire wall next to the bed was shockingly damaged, and countless claws had left deep and shallow marks here, and they were unwilling to accept that their claws were not sharp enough, and even used their mouths full of fangs to gnaw at the reinforced concrete in the wall.

What a hatred and anger it could be, or what a temptation.

Wu Chen exited Chu Ziyue's bedroom.

He was trying to restore what happened to Chu Ziyue that night, Chu Ziyue could only retreat in the face of the evil ghost in fear, she exited the bedroom and wanted to find herself, but found that the cat-faced old lady was blocked in front of her door.

So she could only continue to retreat, retreating into the living room.

At this time, she remembered to call for help, and her first thought must have been to make a phone call, but the phone was left in the bedroom, and she couldn't try to make a call.

In a desperate situation, he could only open the window and call for help.

Wu Chen stood in the living room, his eyes turned to the glass window of the living room.

Sure enough, the window was open, and Chu Ziyue saw the silence of the city, and despair flashed in her eyes......

Wu Chen walked to the window and looked at the dim city, his eyes swept around looking for clues.

Why was Chu Ziyue possessed by the little boy, she must have experienced something unbelievable at some point, maybe it was here, Chu Ziyue stood in front of the window and saw the rain curtain through the layers of rain...... Something.

Wu Chen's face was solemn, and his eyes carefully swept over everything he could see here, but there were only quiet city buildings in his eyes, like a powerful army stationed here.

Wu Chen retreated into the living room, holding the attribute knife in his hand, and suddenly turned around and slashed, and the knife light flashed and turned into a slash on the floor of the living room.

Horror attribute -13

In the center of the living room stood a little girl, whose face had stopped chapping, her pale face returning to a baby's pink, and the patched doll bear stitches in her hand had disappeared on its own.

The little girl who was shocking at a glance turned into a cute little Lori in a short period of time, and people couldn't help but want to kiss and hug.

But in the next second, this ghost little Lori was going to die again, because the knife light slashed straight through her chest.

A crack appeared in her chest, black flames burned, and tears evaporated and dissipated in the corners of Lori's eyes.

"When I'm thinking about things, it's best not to disturb me. After Wu Chen finished coldly, he continued to walk to the window and overlook the whole city, as if the other party had never appeared.

Why did Chu Ziyue enter the different dimension of space? There can only be two reasons, one is that there is a loophole in the space, and Chu Ziyue accidentally enters.

The second is that there is something that has a higher control over this space, which allows Chu Ziyue to enter, or takes the initiative to pull her in.

Is that the thing that controls the space the little boy? Is the little boy the space boss in the city?

It's too.,It's only been a few days since I ran into a boss?Shouldn't the next dungeon fight monster start with clearing the soldiers?What kind of soy sauce did the little monster come out to fight before the boss was defeated?

Wu Chen's brain thought very quickly, standing by the window and scanning everything within 180 degrees of his line of sight, for fear of missing a special area, it was like playing a game of finding fault.

The system panel involuntarily appeared in front of him, and there was an additional intelligence attribute in the physical attributes, and the attribute value had dropped to seventy percent.

This does not mean that his IQ is declining, it means that the brain has been fatigued by continuous high-speed operation, and the only dozens of attribute points automatically begin to recover intelligence, but it is obviously not enough.

Wu Chen closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, he was ready not to think about it, as long as the little boy did not threaten his personal safety, he would be fine for the time being, he would swallow the cat-faced old lady, indicating that he was still in the growth stage.

Wu Chen turned his head to look at the living room, preparing to find a few weak ghosts or evil spirits to practice and accumulate attribute points.

If he encounters a powerful ghost, he will leave the alien space immediately, this is his usual method of accumulating attribute points, which is safe and has excellent results, but he can't enter the alien dimension too many times a day.

But at the moment when he turned his head, Wu Chen's face changed suddenly, and he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

Wu Chen hurriedly looked out the window, there were tombstones standing one after another in the far southeast, and the faint breath of death was quietly permeating, as if there were endless evil ghosts about to break out of the ground.

It is a martyr's mausoleum, where monks who have made great contributions to the battlefield are buried and listen to the prayers of the gods.

Wu Chen's gaze did not look at any tombstones, but fixed on the very center of this mausoleum, where a huge gray-white stone tablet was placed on a square platform.

He had learned about this martyr's mausoleum on the Internet, but there was no detailed historical record of this large stone monument in the center, which was sacred and majestic for the city, but it was also mysterious.

Wu Chen has seen the photos of the stele, there is not a word on it, the surface of the stele has been baptized by wind and rain all the year round, smooth as a mirror.

But now on the huge stone tablet that came into Wu Chen's eyes, there were clearly words, and they were blood-red, with unforgettable handwriting, and his eyes widened to see what the words were, but he couldn't see them clearly.

It seems to be close at hand, but far away.

Wu Chen had a faint feeling in his heart that that boy definitely had something to do with this stone tablet, but there was no time left for him to think.

Looking down from the window, a large black image is a dense stream of rats rushing towards the cheese, they smell the breath of the living, and they continue to pour into the building from all directions, dense as a black torrent.

These are goblins, feeding on their lives and roaring in the night, their sharp claws leaving a trail of tyranny in a land that symbolizes peace.

Wu Chen looked back behind him, and the light that came from unknown was projected in the living room, and the evil creatures stood there like zombies, their arms stretched forward, revealing a monstrous terrifying aura.

There is no way to count them, some of them have only heads left, some have no limbs, and some have split in two from the center, forming two separate individuals.

They fed on fear, thinking that the scene in front of them was enough to make Wu Chen tremble and kneel, and delicious fear overflowed from this young man's body, contributing the last trace of nutrients to them.

But the moment they looked at each other, these things finally realized that they were wrong, and it was not Wu Chen who instinctively showed fear, but themselves.

The attribute knife in his hand began to tremble, like a hungry lone wolf meeting a flock of sheep, and black flames jumped on the blade, and in an instant, a huge flame of light rose.

In the center of the light flame, a strange smile crossed the corner of Wu Chen's mouth.

The water drifted from the ground into the air, and in a matter of seconds it froze into countless tiny ice crystals, which in the blink of an eye covered the cracks in the door, covered the windows to cover the night, and covered all the crevices in the room that could be connected to the outside world.

In the closed room, the cold wind blew faintly.

No one wants to come in, no one wants to go out.