The door opened, and it opened.

No one touched it, it opened, and it seemed to sense Zhao Yu's arrival, and it opened on its own. It opens automatically without wind.

At this time, the 35th floor was very clean, there was nothing dirty, and the bloodstained operating table was spotless. This place is simple and clean so that Zhao Yu can't believe it, he originally thought that this place would be full of pungent and bloody... The smell of rancid blood. Hanging or piling up or scattered on the ground, or there are countless kinds of miserable white bones, old people, young people, young children, men, women... All the bones that can be thought of and can be found.

I didn't expect this place to be so clean and concise, Zhao Yu knew that everything here was real, his eyes, his heart, told him that everything in this room was true.

The operating table was in the center, and a slender figure was sitting next to the operating table, and next to him was a sharp, unknown instrument with an unknown function. The only thing that can be known is that those appliances must be extremely sharp, and the dazzling cold light that catches the eyes makes Zhao Yu involuntarily squint slightly.

"You're here, you're welcome. My little place is thriving because of your arrival. ”

"Let's wait a minute, there's still a distinguished guest who hasn't arrived, why don't you do it for a while and admire my perfect work of art."

The kind words, like a friend, like a lover, and like returning to the arms of the original mother - pregnant and sleeping, the warmth made Zhao Yu's heart shake.

"Bell."

The quaint bell rang again, Zhao Yu came back to his senses, and his trance-like mind turned into a rock that had not moved for thousands of years.

"Good means, it's terrible."

Zhao Yu knew that once he was really immersed in those gentle words, there would be no future, and the seemingly gentle words would be endlessly malicious and distorted behind them.

stared at Zhao Yu directly, just waiting for Zhao Yu to leak a flaw, and immediately turned into the most vicious hungry wolf, devouring blood and eating flesh, knocking bones and sucking marrow.

Zhao Yu looked at the figure, and he sat there quietly, as if he was not distressed by his mistake at all, and everything seemed to have nothing to do with it.

Zhao Yu has seen a lot of weirdness and killed a lot of evil spirits, but he has never seen such evil spirits. He is thinner, but he feels just right, and his wheat-like skin makes people feel very attractive.

The pair of eyes that are most easy to attract attention, some people say that 'eyes are the windows of the soul', which is really true, those plain eyes, people can't help but think of the rippling blue water, the blue and cloudless blue sky. Calm and indifferent, people can't see any malice and distortion.

The plain and gentle atmosphere makes me want to get closer, and the slender and white fingers, uninformed people will think that he is a great young man in white or a brilliant painter.

But Zhao Yu knew that it was just a terrifying weirdness, a hungry wolf that could suck bones and knock the marrow at any time.

"Well, that's not right." Zhao Yu's heart was suddenly taken aback.

I don't know when a few works appeared around.

"How can this be an illusion or something else?"

From the beginning of entering the door to the present, pictures have surfaced in his mind, and Zhao Yu has been circling thoughts in his heart, thinking about what is wrong. How the hell did those things come about?

Zhao Yu thought in his heart and looked at the works around him.

That, that... It's actually a piece of human skin or crystal clear white bones.

Faces are presented in front of you, whether you are stupid or laughing or crying or afraid, all kinds of beings can be seen here. The elderly, young children, men and women, or young or old dragons, the most is beautiful skin.

The beautiful skins are either stupid or smiling, everything seems to be alive, as if it is right in front of you.

There was endless anger in my heart, but there was another feeling. Beauty, the ultimate beauty, you can't see any stitches, you can't see any damage, especially the beauty skin, each one is so crystal clear, like beautiful jade, you can't see any subtle flaws, you can't see any pores and excess hair. Everything was so natural, as if they were born so perfect.

"Distinguished guest, how are my works, especially the beauty skin, that is my proud work, and it took me a lot of thought."

At this time, Yangchen came. Time seemed to stand still in that moment.

It seems like a long time, but it's not too long, only about twenty or thirty seconds.

"I don't think it's very good, why don't I send you to the Western Heaven Elysium to introduce to the Buddha, I'm sure he will have a good topic with you."

Before the words fell, his right hand slid and the pig-killing knife appeared in his hand. The scorching blade cut through the air, sending waves through the air.

There seemed to be a round of golden Haosun looming behind Zhao Yu, and then disappeared. Endless light and blazing heat scorched everything. Puffs of cyan smoke drifted away, and it seemed that even the air was ignited.

A whisper was faintly heard in the void.

Twist.

Despair.

Disorder.

All observable negative emotions seem to be found here.

As soon as Yang Chen arrived at the door of the 35th floor, he was pushed out by the outbreak of heat.

Stumbled a little, and almost didn't fall.

Yangchen looked at the scene.

scolded in his heart, "Fuck me, Gou Ri, why is it so explosive, this is definitely not a second-level can be done, grass, I don't even have a chance to meddle." Slip away for respect first, otherwise, it is estimated that the aftermath will be enough for yourself. Thirty-six strategies are the best policy, be a man, and be a man. ”

There was a layer of flame attached to Yangchen's feet, and his legs were slightly bent.

Boom.

There was a thud from underfoot.

Bang, bang, bang.

There was a series of explosions, and Yang Chen was really fast, and he went straight down five or six floors at once.

Look at the hot fight on Zhao Yu's side at this time.

The human skins or bones on the wall came to life and joined the siege.

"Distinguished guest, why don't you stop, join us, I will make you beautiful. Is it bad to reply to the real me? ”

"Hindrance, nonsense, I'd better send you to the Heaven Train, where you can talk to those birdmen about love and beauty."

Zhao Yu was careful not to give this weird a chance, and through some fighting, he also probably figured out the strength of this weird - half-step level three. Those painted skins should not be underestimated, each of them has the strength of a beginner and intermediate level, after all, there are many ants that can bite and kill elephants.

I saw a scorching afterimage flashing between the white bones and painted skins, and the sharp sword gang made this room covered in yin qi and as hard as iron break inch by inch.

Zhao Yu is like a flower butterfly shuttling and flying among the flowers, and it is dexterously twisted among the many painted skin and white bones. The scorching sun knife technique is wielded like an antelope hanging horns, without a trace, naturally, people can't see the old-fashioned stiffness.

The weirdness of the painter didn't quite shoot it.

He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity.