"Tick, tick, tick..."

The cheerful and rhythmic tune still echoed in the room, the tapping and powerful dancing, still not stopping, but in the sound there was a little more dissonance.

The viscous warm liquid fluttered in midair, shattering on the walls, splashing on the floor, and sliding peacefully on the few pieces of furniture.

The footsteps fell to the ground, and there was a hint of slippery and sticky in the voice.

The dull footsteps added to the cacophony, and the tune was changed by some notes that burst in and joined.

The darkness was still so thick that people couldn't see any light, and the spreading perception magnified all the details in an instant, Lin Mo turned around slowly, his eyes were closed, but he was looking at everything that was happening in this room in a different way.

The perception became subtle, and the ground that originally looked smooth was actually uneven, full of all kinds of irregular spikes.

The flat wall, it turned out, there were many small holes on it, and it continued to tremble in the sound of music, and the sound echoed in every corner of this room, originally, Lin Mo just thought that a stereo was placed here.

But the entire community has been blacked out, all the lights have been turned off, how can this stereo continue to work?

The dark shadow covering the walls trembled slightly, and all the sounds did not come from any electronic device, but from the walls of the room.

Every wall trembled, every hole in it trembled, and the whole room was like a huge speaker, constantly playing the tune that gradually became more and more exciting.

The pace has gradually increased from slow at the beginning to now.

It seems that someone is urging softly, it seems that someone can't wait, he or she, his time is very short, and there is no time for him or her to wait patiently.

In the room, in the darkness, the excited dancer is still dancing, the delicate posture, the beautiful curve, are all in this darkness, quietly blooming, no, she is not quiet, and she can't be quiet.

The tick-tock, tick-tock, began to become fast and rhythmic.

That's the addition to the music, that's the response to the rousing tune.

The sound of music echoing through the room slowly increased in volume, and the walls trembled even more violently, and the whole house seemed to tremble slightly, as if it had been affected by an earthquake, as if a gust of wind had come.

The dancing girl, her dancing posture is more vivid, more beautiful, every time she raises her legs, every time she raises her arms, every time she rotates her body, she spends her speed.

She was desperately chasing the tempo, she succeeded, she didn't fall behind by half a point.

However, there is a price to be paid for catching up, just like the car that picks up speed and needs to step on the accelerator.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

In this crisp sound, there are once again some different sounds.

That's the water droplets converging, that's the water droplets sliding, that's the sound of the liquid flowing slowly, the warm and viscous liquid is getting more and more, like plum blossoms staining the whole room, like raindrops, flying in the sky.

The raindrops that fell from the sky were only falling vertically towards the ground, but the raindrops in this room were flying in all directions from the center.

On the floor of the living room, the sound of thumping footsteps had disappeared, and had become the sound of trampling in the stagnant water on a rainy day.

"Smack, smack, smack..."

The viscous liquid gathered into a small puddle on the ground, the heavily falling feet, the violently rotating feet, the curves that suddenly bent and then straightened...

The tempo grew faster and louder, and the whole room trembled at the loud sound.

And in the center of the room, the dancers in the darkness are still like the butterflies fluttering, constantly beating, never stopping.

She spun quickly, she shook violently, the long hair fluttered, encircling in mid-air, the jade legs swayed, but it seemed to be driven away, the body swayed, bringing out the afterimage of the Dao.

The afterimage was not an optical illusion, but the aftermath of the tremor, the floating liquid, scattered in mid-air, the silhouette that remained in place because it was moving too fast.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The sound was deafening, the whole room shook violently, the walls seemed to fall, the roof seemed to collapse, the ground seemed to dent, no, it had already sunken.

The originally smooth ground, I don't know when, has become a small lake, or rather, a waterhole.

In the center of the pool, there was a whirlpool, constantly rotating, and countless warm liquids flew out of the whirlpool, landing on the wall, on the ceiling, and on the cabinet not far from Lin Mo.

The water droplets slid slowly, viscous and slow, completely different from the rhythm of the whole room, but as more and more water droplets splashed on the walls, the ceiling, and the cabinets, the sound of flowing slowly sounded, and the speed naturally became faster.

Shocking, powerful, the whole room has been sunk into a frenzy, the sound, the tune, the rhythm, and the dancers who exist in the dark.

She had become shorter, but she did not seem to notice that her legs were not as slender as before, that her body was not as full as before, and that her arms, as if they had become weak, had been dancing for too long.

The small lake that had been warm on the ground had slowly risen and had spread to the entrance, and raindrops had begun to fall on the ceiling, and the walls around it had begun to become mottled and seemed to be splashed with a layer of paint.

She danced so fast that she couldn't see her dancing, and at first glance it looked like a spinning top, so fast that the pool at her feet couldn't drown her smooth jade feet...

But.... What about her feet?

Gone, gone, seemingly all of a sudden, gone.

"Click, click, click..."

The ticking sound is still echoing, the booming sound is no longer clear what the rhythm is, and in this tune, there is a new, very crisp, very special sound.

It's like someone who takes a pair of pliers, finds a stick, and uses that pair to break the stick inch by inch.

It's just, what is broken here?

What is it that is crushed in layers?

What is the mixture of the pool of water, and what is it that floats up?

It could be white, it might be red, but it could only be black at this point.

The pool of water was getting higher and higher, and it had spread throughout the room, and the rain was no longer confined to the ceiling of the living room, but was blown by the rapidly turning vortex and spread to the rest of the room.

The dancer in the darkness was still jumping, no, rather, spinning, because she couldn't dance anymore.

She was getting shorter and shorter, like an out-of-rhythm fellow, and she was getting shorter as the raindrops fell faster and faster, and as the pool grew bigger and higher, and the water was getting higher and higher.

But fortunately, the vortex was getting bigger, the sound was getting louder, and the whole room was trembling and shaking.

There was a wind in the calm room, gusts of wind, gusts of wind, gusts of whistling, it was not laughter, but slowly it was impossible to tell what it was, and the whistling became laughter, a trembling laughter, echoing in every corner of the room.

Lin Mo had to use the power of the black shadow to create a small barrier for himself to protect him and the door behind him, he was worried about being submerged, he was worried that he would step into it.

The surface of the water ripples, because the falling water droplets, because of the crazy dancing whirlpool, obviously not deep, but at this time it is bottomless, obviously there is not much, but at this time it is like an ocean.

The ripples trembled, constantly rushing, the fishy sweet taste was surging, it seemed to turn into a tsunami at this moment, and in the dark wave, waves were set off, rushing towards Lin Mo, as if asking him, how is this music?

What's the rhythm?

Is this dance exciting enough?

So, why are you.... Not yet joined?