Chapter 8: Greetings to the Corpse King

What catches your eye is a dimly lit room with the curtains closed.

The bedding and clothes were torn and smashed, scattered everywhere, and the tables, chairs and benches were all destroyed, this degree of tragedy is comparable to the crime scene of a husky.

Not only Tang Ying was stunned, but even Chen Jinguang and Uncle Zhang, who were chasing after him, were also stunned at the door.

In the dimly lit bedroom, Zhang Xiaotian was huddled in the corner with his back to the door, his body trembling.

Uncle Zhang was anxious on the spot: "Xiaotian, you are crazy!" I was fine when I went to bed last night, how did I make my home like this! ”

Chen Jinguang's eyes were quick, he hugged Uncle Zhang, preventing him from getting close to Zhang Xiaotian, and then shouted at Tang Ying: "The glutinous rice is in my pocket, sprinkle a handful on Zhang Xiaotian, it's a ghoul, you can see it immediately!" ”

Tang Ying followed Chen Jinguang's instructions, grabbed out a handful of glutinous rice, and put it directly on Zhang Xiaotian's back.

The glutinous rice bounced back and fell to the ground, but Zhang Xiaotian didn't react.

There was no reaction to glutinous rice, which meant that Zhang Xiaotian had not yet changed, Tang Ying no longer cared, and hurriedly rushed up and grabbed Zhang Xiaotian's arm.

As a result, when Zhang Xiaotian turned around, Tang Ying only felt a buzz in his head, five thunderbolts, and then a hysterical scream.

"Ahh

In the next second, Uncle Zhang's deafening cry resounded throughout the community: "Xiaotian, what's wrong with you!" My dawn! ”

Uncle Zhang pounced, hugged Zhang Xiaotian and cried, and Chen Jinguang, who was frozen on the side, also turned pale and had no idea for a while.

In Tang Ying's memory, Zhang Xiaotian is a handsome guy who can be ranked in the class, and even in the entire department. A tall man of 1.85 meters, he looks delicate and delicate, coupled with long-term exercise, his body is strong and well-proportioned, just Tang Ying knows, there are three girls chasing him.

At this moment, the sunny and handsome big boy has long disappeared without a trace.

His eyes were completely gouged out, leaving only two black holes. The tongue, lips, and teeth were scraped clean, leaving only a large hole in the shape of an 'O'. Three big holes, inlaid on the pale face, like a bowling ball!

The most important point is that he is not dead, but he is not alive either.

The unimaginable fear caused him to completely collapse, leaving only a living skin.

Just when Uncle Zhang called the police and the hospital like crazy, a cold voice came into Tang Ying's ears.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, come to me."

Tang Ying will not admit that she is mistaken, this voice is definitely Jing Yan! And the voice seemed to have magical power, even if there were ten thousand reluctances in my heart, my feet still involuntarily stepped out, and the puppet walked out of the door, along the corridor all the way up, and finally came to the rooftop.

"yes, that's it." Jing Yan's voice sounded again, pulling Tang Ying towards the edge of the rooftop.

Five meters, three meters, one meter. Just when Tang Ying's feet were already standing on the edge of the rooftop, and there was no intention of stopping, a strong and powerful hand pulled Tang Ying back from behind.

Tang Ying only felt that the world was spinning in front of her, and when she came back to her senses, her body had fallen into a broad and strong chest, and two strong and powerful arms surrounded Tang Ying tightly. The moment he looked up, those deep eyes that he couldn't forget in his life looked at Tang Ying so closely.

Looking at each other, Tang Ying felt as if her heart had been pinched by something, which was indescribably weird.

Time seems to stand still, weird, he's a zombie! But...... Why do zombies still have a heartbeat?

Puff ......

Puff ......

The sound of a strong and powerful heartbeat, one after another, completely shocked Tang Ying.

I don't know how long it has been, Tang Ying finally mustered up the courage and wanted to ask him why he asked him to come here. Before the words could be spoken, Uncle Zhang's sad and sad cry came from downstairs, recalling Zhang Xiaotian's tragic situation, and an unprecedented grief and hatred surged into his heart.

Tang Ying didn't know where she got the courage, clenched her fists, and struck Jing Yan's steely chest with one blow.

"Why kill innocents indiscriminately, since your target is me, as long as I don't have one! Bastard! Bastard! ”

I don't know how many hits, Jing Yan didn't react, but Tang Ying's fists hurt sharply, and her fingers were about to break. Under Tang Ying's mixed gaze, her fists were wrapped in Jing Yan's big hands, cold and majestic, and her domineering and emotional magnetic voice floated into Tang Ying's ears, and the words were sonorous.

"No one dares to do this to me, only you!"

Only me? The corners of Tang Ying's mouth outlined a touch of bitterness: "I hate you!" ”

Jing Yan slowly let go of his right hand and pinched Tang Ying's chin, as always, there was no doubt: "When you hate it to the core, it means that I am deeply ingrained in your heart." ”

The deeper you hate a good one, the more you remember it!

Tang Ying burst out laughing, laughing so sadly and crazy. No matter what wishful thinking this man has, Tang Ying will never let him succeed!

Since everything started with oneself, it ends with oneself.

Tang Ying's body sank downward, relying on her petite advantage, and slipped out of Jing Yan's chest like a loach, without the slightest hesitation, she raised her head and fell backwards.

Sixteen stories tall enough to shatter bones.

Everything was about to end, the body fell freely, and while enjoying a moment of flying, he looked at Jing Yan, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, his eyes were as cold as snow, and for some reason, there was a hint of pleasure after revenge in his heart.

Tang Ying raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and then stretched out his middle finger to Jing Yan, bastard, you can't play with me in applause like you used to!

was about to be relieved, but the smile on Tang Ying's face suddenly froze.

Under Tang Ying's incredulous gaze, Jing Yan jumped and swooped in. The moment his body was hugged, Jing Yan's right hand also grabbed the wall, and with a piercing sizzling sound, five shocking scratches were impressively embedded in the wall. Feeling that her body stopped falling, Tang Ying was about to resist, only to feel a fierce cold air invade her internal organs, and she didn't know anything when it was dark in front of her.

Endless darkness, I don't know how long I sank, and when I opened my eyes again, it was still a familiar dormitory.

Everything that happened before is vivid, but I didn't expect it to be like this, Tang Ying completely fell into despair, curled up on the bed, holding her legs, and was sluggish.

Once bustling, Yingying Yanyan's dormitory is now cold and empty, and only Tang Ying is left.

Is it really as Chen Jinguang said, only by killing everyone around him will he enjoy his finale?

After a long time, Tang Ying silently took out her mobile phone and dialed Chen Jinguang's phone: "Xiaotian, he ...... How's it going? ”

Chen Jinguang on the other side of the phone looked very heavy: "I waited until his corpse was poisonous, and he walked very peacefully." ”