Chapter 61: The Crippled False Daughter 60
Meng You: Shocked, okay?
picked up the open sky axe in his hand and swept it towards the body of the white-clothed lady who suddenly changed her face, and the blades fell against each other without paying attention.
The result is simple, two cuts.
And the kind that can never be picked up.
The young lady in white's minimalist eyes were motionless and confused.
What's going on?!
Usually she also plays with the separation of her body and head.,As a ghost abandoned by God.,In order not to be autistic, she can only entertain herself.。
God created her, but He did not create a toy for her.
How pitiful.
A guest finally came today, and she came to say hello without even putting on makeup, but she was blown away by an axe.
The body is so light...
God, in a holy white light, I see you.
In a few seconds, it dissipated.
Meng He mourned for her in silence and sighed, "This appearance is also amazing." ”
"You know, I didn't mean to."
"It's not my fault, I'm in self-defense, I really feel like you want to eat me."
"If you have to die, I think it's more appropriate for you to look dead. Besides, you are not alive in the first place, so let alone die. ”
"Don't blame me!"
"If you have a grudge, you won't be able to cast a good baby."
......
If the lady in white still exists, she will definitely fight to refute it.
Is this an exclamation?
Taunt it!
Meng and the occupants who pinched off a door, and for a long time afterward, the corridor was quiet, and every door was closed, as if there was no one living inside, emmm... It's not inhabited.
It's not people who live.
She glanced at the door of the fat house, a wicked smile appeared on her beautiful and delicate face, and stepped forward to tiptoe and pull down the door number nailed to the top of the door.
door.
The fat house leaned on the door panel and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside.
Peephole?
Inexistent.
In this place, you will never need it, and you will not dare to use it!
His brow furrowed, he had been quiet since just now, could it be that the woman had been torn apart by the ghost? There is a great possibility.
Tut.
It's a bit of a pity.
After all, beauty is indeed beauty, a precious beauty.
Forget it, what's the point of gossip that can't be seen, it's better to study the beauty.
He wanted to leave, but he was frightened by a loud bang, his heart beating uncontrollably, and he was scared but excited.
Still wondering: That woman didn't die before? What's going on out there now?
Immediately, only one sound was heard, and the mere hearing of it made people tremble with fear, as if it had come out of hell.
The fat house squatted down and held his head and trembled, it's it! Definitely it's it!
Outside the door.
Meng was alone in the hallway, as if she was tired of standing, and she leaned against the wall to see a huge axe wrapped in a ball of flames in the distance.
Black and red axes, black and purple flames.
It weaves a picture of oppression, heavy, scorching and cold.
It's burning.
The black and purple mass was like fire and water, and sometimes it turned into sticky silt, trying in vain to trap the giant axe in it, but it was only a vain attempt.
The Open Heaven Axe is not a vegetarian, it grew up eating the blood of enemies.
Open Sky Axe: emmm... Since that guy was seriously injured and fell asleep, labor and management have also slept until now, his arms and legs are stiff, and the blade has degenerated into something, look at this black rust is thick... Labor and management are not so rusty when they are a piece of iron under the water, and it is really heart-wrenching to think about it. I wanted to use the fat man's sacrificial axe, but the guy didn't allow it, saying that the fat man was still useful, don't kill it yet. Now that this thing has been delivered to the door, for the sake of having two brushes, it is barely able to use it to refine the blade.
Kill!
Chop! Across! Chop!
A disgusting lump of black-purple slime like snot was cleaved into pieces.
The pieces melt into water.
The water spread rapidly in both directions, and rose rapidly, filling the corridor with a strong, pungent and suffocating smell.
Meng He left a sentence of 'kill it, believe you', and ran away.
Take shelter from disasters.
The best place to go is the room where the black fog ran out, well, she kicked it open with her own feet, but I didn't expect the master's family to be very strong.
Bang!
The door closes tightly.
The black mist that had almost reached the woman's feet turned into black water: ...
Stunned.
Hey, that looks like its home!
The Open Heaven Axe came, and the two sides were fighting again.
In the room, after Meng He locked the door, he began to visit.
Marvel.
I have to say that except for the door that looks normal, everything inside, everything, doesn't look like what a normal room should be.
Nothing.
Bed, sofa, desk...
There was only a dark swamp with a deep purple inside, bubbles, like a piece of rotten meat, and in the next second, countless dense maggots and flies would crawl out.
The stench is incomparable.
Meng You's brows tightened, she had also been to the Demon Abyss in the Southern Continent, but the most disgusting demon clan there, the most disgusting environment was not as disgusting as here.
She wanted to ask that Mr. Black Mist, didn't he clean the room?
The house is full of miasma!
Fortunately, the door panel is made of unknown materials, although it is not very soundproof, but it is very meticulous, and the things in the room cannot penetrate at all.
emmm
It doesn't seem to make a difference here.
I was not in the mood to explore, so I turned around and went out and threw the door open.
Corridor.
A huge rusty axe slashed at a miasma... Kindness... I can't see what it looks like on the neck of a monster.
Anyway, that's the neck.
Black, viscous, and stench of blood poured out of the shut-in, and soon a large pool of blood accumulated on the ground.
Meng You: "So fast? You should be careful, don't accidentally rub yourself on it, water won't wash off that puddle of dirt. ”
As soon as the Open Heaven Axe heard this, it flew up and looked left and right, anyway, the guy was dead, and it didn't matter if it kept it or not. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and I almost forgot that guy is a little bit clean, pretending to be exquisite.
One person and one axe didn't know, because of the double kill just now, the things that were originally about to move in each door were startled, and they temporarily stopped the idea of grabbing food slowly, and some doors that opened silently closed quietly.
Look again!
Let's take a look at how much power and hole cards the woman has.
Kindness.
Most think so.
But there are also a very small number of them, such as the rooms on both sides of the corridor, which are relatively low-strength, and either have other plans or outwit to win.
Like, this one.
A door opened gently, and a child's head protruded from the door, and the child's face was round, more cute than a big white brown sugar bag.
His eyes were dark and bright, his eyelashes were long and thick, his lips were ruddy and small, he looked at Meng He curiously, smiled sweetly, and his dimples flashed, "Sister." ”
Revealing a pair of small spiky tiger teeth makes him more cute and innocent.
Cute!
Meng You's face was expressionless, "I advise you not to think about it, there are some things that you can't remember as a little kid, do you think you're cute?" Oh, labor and management were so much cuter than you when you were a child. Also, who is your sister, don't look at whether you are worthy or not! ”
"Lao Tie, up!"
Kaitian Axe, who has been called the current Internet buzzword, can't help but want to ask what the hell that guy has seen since he came to the new world.
The child's head turned white with fright, and he reflexively retracted.
Bang!
The door is closed!
Meng He pursed his lips and didn't come out, did he want her to go in?
That...
"This girl, Xiaosheng is so polite, dare to ask the girl's name?"
In the dark corridor, as if leading to hell, there stood a man in ancient costume dressed in a blue robe, with a blue silk tied to the top of his head, and his words and deeds were respectful and polite.
Meng with Facewood.
Oh, there's everything in this space for nowhere!