Perhaps, it was the little girl holding by her side, like the little girl in the village back then.

But, it's not like it at all.

This little girl is shorter than the other, not as thin as the other, and not as cute as the other.

The only thing that made Chen Jielong feel like it was the little girl who was holding him, who also couldn't speak, and he couldn't hear him speak.

Only "giggle" laughter.

Just like the deaf girl in the village.

When Chen Jielong took the little girl's hand and passed by Xia Ran, only the little girl noticed Xia Ran's existence, and also grimaced, stretching out her long scarlet tongue, as if to intimidate him not to meddle.

Xia Ran, expressionless, looked indifferently at the "brother and sister" with a particularly large height difference, and walked past him.

He silently followed behind the two of them.

In Chen Jielong's perspective, little girls are normal.

But in Xia Ran's eyes, what Chen Jielong was holding was a walking child's corpse.

The clothes the girl was wearing were stained with dry and hard clods, and with each step, some of the clods and dirt powder would fall off.

Especially the little girl's little hands that only had white bones left, were all held into ashes by Chen Jielong.

The two of them, walking in front, Xia Ran, kept their distance and followed behind.

It seemed that the little girl was happy to have someone behind her, and she didn't resist, but instead led Chen Jielong to move forward, speeding up a lot.

The little girl led Chen Jielong to the corner of a corridor, then stopped, and something began to squirm slowly in the shadows.

As the thing slowly squirmed, a pair of thin, pitch-black hands slowly poked out of the shadows and were about to shake Chen Jielong's neck.

Chen Jielong, as if he hadn't noticed it, continued to stare at the little girl, smirking.

Xia Ran maintained a standing posture and watched all this happen.

When the hands that emerged from the shadows were about to touch Chen Jielong's neck.

But I heard a burst of breath suddenly sounded.

"Frightened!"

I saw that Chen Jielong's face was bruised, the blood veins on his arms were swelling, his teeth were clenched, the tendons and flesh on his body seemed to beat like life, and the clothes he was wearing were stretched to burst.

The first punch blew the little girl's head, and then a claw, grabbed the withered arm sticking out of the shadows, and dragged it out.

The squirming figure hiding in the shadows did not expect that the strong man was premeditated, and obviously stagnated a little, and the gray cloth shoes stepped out of the darkness.

These two people, one bright and one dark, seem to be competing for strength and tug-of-war, and they are somewhat different.

But a few seconds later, it was clear that Chen Jielong had the upper hand.

The wriggling figure hiding in the shadows, as if reluctant to come out, only heard a hiss, and the faces that appeared on the wall opened their scarlet eyes and their dark mouths, screaming with the frequency.

On the top of Chen Jielong's head, those hanging arms also seemed to come to life, all wrapped around his head, and the palms covered his eyes and face.

Forced to be helpless, Chen Jielong had no choice but to let go of his thin arms and break the hands that grabbed his head.

Moreover, the hissing of those faces on the walls is also extremely harsh, making people's ears ringing and buzzing.

Xia Ran was a little annoyed, he was so noisy by this sound that he punched the wall several times, like a torrential rain, hammering those howling faces one by one.

Fortunately, he is not as tall as Chen Jielong, and the arms hanging down on the top of his head can't grasp his head.

However, even so, Xia Ran still grabbed the arms hanging down above his head one by one, and then ripped them off.

One dry arm after another was grabbed by Xia Ran, and then fell to the ground, and stepped on it fiercely with his foot, his toes spinning desperately.

After a while, the sound disappeared, but the walls of the entire passage were left with potholes, as if they had been forcibly demolished.

The arms that had been hanging down above were also gone, unusually clean, they no longer hung from the ceiling, but were flattened, and they were limply glued to the ground.

In the entire empty corridor, only Xia Ran and Chen Jielong stood opposite.

They have all seen each other, and they have also played against each other in the ranking test in the game.

At that time, Chen Jielong lost and lost to Xia Ran.

If you lose, you will be convinced.

Xia Ran was gearing up, a little eager to try, he was locked up for a long time this time, he thought that this building would let him vent to his heart's content.

But I didn't expect that guy was like a shrunken turtle, and he only dared to hide in the shadows to make moves, which was really boring.

He recognized Chen Jielong's strength and felt that it could be used as a warm-up.

Chen Jielong was standing opposite Xia Ran, his fists clenched, he could feel the killing intent coming from the other party, and he really wanted to get back on the field.

He was already warlike.

Just as Xia Ran was about to rush out with all his strength, a cold voice suddenly came out of his mind.

"Come back."

The command is short, but it is full of irresistible meaning.

Xia Ran wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't move.

His brow furrowed, and he let out an unwilling roar in his throat.

The cold voice didn't sound a second time, but Xia Ran knew that he had no choice.

Grinning at Chen Jielong, Xia Ran closed his eyes and returned to the spiritual world.

In the middle of the island, Fang Zhe was lying on the weeds, sleeping soundly.

He frowned and kicked the man on the ground in the ass, but the man didn't wake up, and the second kick increased the force.

"it!"

Fang Zhe woke up in shock, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and looked dazed.

"Waste, I'm up to time, it's time for you."

After Xia Ran finished speaking, he walked towards the edge of the island, the only open door.

Fang Zhe's body slowly dissipated in the isolated island.

When Fang Zhe completely disappeared into the spiritual world, Xia Ran's eyes were cold, looking at a closed door, extremely angry.

However, he only watched for a few seconds, and finally walked into the door that belonged to him.

The door is closed.

Fang Zhe's eyes opened.

Facing him, Chen Jielong's fist hit him, Fang Zhe couldn't dodge, and half of his face was in pain.

"You, explain?"

Fang Zhe rubbed half of his face when he was hit, and by the way, he regained his memory, and didn't find anything that offended the other party.

At most, Xia Ran finally wanted to have a fight with Chen Jielong, but didn't he open it yet.

In Fang Zhe's memory, there was no cold order.

It seems that only Xia Ran can hear it.

He wondered in his heart, in the spiritual world, he was inexplicably kicked awake by Xia Ran, returned to the real world, and took another punch in his face.

Chen Jielong tilted his head slightly and looked at Fang Zhe, scratching his head: "I thought you were going to fight, seeing that you suddenly closed your eyes, I thought you were tricking me, so I thought about it first." ”

"Oh, hehe."

Fang Zhe was speechless and angry.

He knew that anger was the cheapest and most useless emotion in the world.

But for him, anger can call out Xia Ran.

It's just that I slept for so long this time, how do I feel that Xia Ran's time limit for controlling his body has not yet arrived.

He waved his hand, not intending to continue to dwell on Chen Jielong's punch to him, but walked towards the elevator.

Based on his memory, he probably figured out the shrunken turtle hiding in this building, oh no, it was the routine of the runaway man.

Constantly create all kinds of illusions to distract them, and then use the little girl to confuse them, lure them to a certain place, and hunt them down by the shadows hiding in the shadows.

This insidious approach is not very similar to yourself?

But, it seems, is more insidious.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the other party actually chooses to hide in the shadows all the time, even if they can create all kinds of substantial weirdness, and even have spirits that can approach them for no reason, but the other party seems to be unable to really kill them, and they must be killed by the shadows.

What does this mean?

Only then did Fang Zhe remember that he was indeed confused by the illusion, and he had forgotten the most important point.

Those who are out of control, no matter how weird their abilities are, even if they have magnetic domain abilities, they are still human beings.

It's human, and it will be hidden, which means that there are concerns, or some shackles are clamping.

Since it is not a strange and unpredictable supernatural, but a real person, everyone is out of control, and they are all old yin.

Let's have to make a good comparison.