Chapter 74: Darkness and Death

The strong rancid stench came to her nose, and Xue Jin struggled hard, but she couldn't get rid of it. Several hands tugged at her, fighting with each other. She felt like she was about to be torn apart.

"Let me go!" Xue Jin shouted at the top of her voice. Although she knew that yelling would not help, she could release the fear in her heart.

"This human is still noisy and shouting when he is dying. ”

A hand rested on Xue Jin's mouth.

A cloudy breath poured into Xue Jin's mouth and nose, and she suddenly felt a little dizzy, and her thoughts were chaotic.

"What do you want to do?" Xue Jin struggled to poke her mouth out of her fingers, "My master, very powerful, he is a silver ......"

That hand slapped Xue Jin, "Don't talk nonsense!

If she's not afraid, why don't you let her say it? Based on her understanding and cognition, many monsters in the demon world are still quite afraid of Gintaki.

Xue Jin held back the sharp pain in her mouth and said, "My master is Yinlong!

"What?" the hands stopped.

This was followed by a hoarse and muddy chatter.

"Gintaki, we'd better not provoke it!"

"yes, Gintaki is not something we can afford to mess with. If he finds out that we have eaten his people, he may have razed us to the ground. ”

Xue Jin listened to their discussions, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, "Yes, I'm just a low-level human being, why should you have trouble with me?

Blackie's voice came out, "Let me go too! I'm just an ordinary human." ”

"Why don't you let them go?" "yes, we're already like this, so why bother making trouble again?" the voices were talking again.

Xue Jin was happy in her heart. She only knew that the master of Yinlong was very powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so strong. She just reported his name, and it could have such a deterrent effect.

"That'...... Can we go?" asked Xue Jin tentatively.

In other words, she didn't know where to go. It was pitch black in front of me, and I couldn't see my fingers. It would be nice to be able to get out of here.

"Throw her out!" a voice said.

Xue Jin almost didn't cheer.

Just when she thought she was going to get out of here, a hoarse voice said, "No! Those who come to us have only one end, and that is death. Let this human go and pass it out without fear of being laughed at?"

"I promise not to talk too much. Xue Jin hurriedly said. As soon as she spoke, a large, sticky hand covered her mouth.

The hoarse voice continued, "No matter how powerful Gintaki is, how will he know if we just get rid of this human quietly? What's more, this is just a low-level human, could it be that he still values her?"

Xue Jin tried hard to push away the hand covering her mouth, but the hand was like super glue, sticking tightly.

"Besides, we are already like this, no one is ghost, what is there to fear?" the hoarse voice roared.

"Gintaki, aren't you really afraid?" Xiao Hei's voice came out again, "Be careful that he kills you all!"

Soon, Xiao Hei's voice was also blocked.

Hey, it's useless to talk too much, it's useless to say more. Xue Jin let out a long sigh. Anyway, since she came to the demon world, she has been experiencing all kinds of thrills every day, and she is used to it.

However, she is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of "reception".

Xue Jin looked at the muddy, pimpled objects in front of her, and couldn't help but shrink into the corner. The objects moved like mud, ripping off the contents of their bodies and feeding them to Xue Jin's mouth.

A few meters away, Xiao Hei was also receiving the same treatment.

"I don't eat it!" Xue Jin clenched her mouth and pinned her head to the side.

"Eat, you have to eat!" the objects surrounded Xue Jin, stuffing those things into Xue Jin's mouth. Xue Jin didn't open her mouth, and they shoved the muddy stuff into her nostrils.

Vomit...... It's disgusting...... A putrid breath ran from her nostrils all the way down her throat. She was disgusted and her mouth opened.

The objects took the opportunity to shove lumps of rancid mud into Xue Jin's mouth, "Hurry up and eat, don't waste our time." ”

Xue Jin was powerless to resist, and her stomach was stuffed. What the hell are these? She suddenly felt that every organ in her body was starting to be misaligned, and every cell was screaming.

The mud in front of her changed in her eyes, and through the mud, she saw people of different shapes one after another. It's just that most of these people are mutilated, some are missing an arm, some are missing a leg, some have no eyes or noses, and even worse, the one standing in the middle has only half a head.

Xue Jin was frightened and stepped back again and again.

"What's going on?" Xiao Hei next to him exclaimed, "Who are you?"

The moving mud made a dull sound, "What do you think? Who are we?"

"You're not human, are you?" Xiao Hei's voice revealed irrepressible panic. If he was not mistaken, these "people" should be ......

"That's right, we're not human. The mud kept moving closer, firmly surrounding Xue Jin and Xiao Hei, "We are ghosts." ”

"Mom!" Xue Jin and Xiao Hei hugged each other tightly.

Xiao Hei asked a little puzzled, "I've only fought monsters and monsters, but what is a ghost?"

"Huh, what the hell?" Xue Jin was stumped by Xiao Hei's question.

"Stop talking nonsense, obediently be devoured by us!" The muddy stuff moved like a flood, instantly drowning Xue Jin and Xiao Hei, and they didn't even have time to scream.

Darkness, greater darkness. The rows of houses without doors and windows seemed to tremble slightly, oozing viscous liquid, like human blood and mud-like objects. These liquids emit a strong smell of blood.

The house trembled, and it looked even more eerie under the reflection of the blood-red moon. In each house, there was something slimy and shapeless moving, slowly coming together to form a huge procession.

"Darkness, darkness, all things will be dark. ”

"Death, death, all going to die. ”

A half-headed clay figure stood at the top of the roof, pus gushing out of his body, "Darkness and death will eventually rule the world!"

In his muddy hands, he dragged two clay figures. The two figures had their heads downward, their eyes hollow open, unfocused.

"Dark death, rule the world!"

"Dark death, rule the world!"

The sound grew louder and louder, passing through the house, echoing through the air, drifting into the distance, stretching, stretching again.