Hearing the sudden sound, Meng Xin's footsteps stopped abruptly, and suddenly fixed in mid-air,

At this time, Meng Xin's back suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he went back and forth in this mansion, stunned that he didn't find this one who existed here, Meng Xin slowly turned his head, and the next moment he saw a pair of eyes staring at him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because he was wearing a mask, Meng Xin couldn't see his face, and he was talking to Meng Xin in broken Chinese just now.

The first time Meng Xin saw the masked man, he felt that the temperature of the entire space had suddenly dropped to a freezing point, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

Ghostly!

Meng Xin, who has been dealing with dead people all year round, clearly realized that this was not a low air conditioner, but a trait that only ghosts have, but why did things on dead people appear on masked people?

Meng Xin suddenly thought of a possibility, the masked man in front of his face, he might be a ghost cultivator.

In Mengxin's cognition, ghost cultivation belongs to a kind of monk, but unlike ordinary monks, ghost cultivation is not a ghost, but the necessary condition for becoming a ghost cultivator is that you have death qi in your body.

You know, how can there be dead gas on ordinary people, so if you want to have dead gas, you must feed on corpses since childhood, and it is the kind of corpse that has already decayed, because the corpse of the person who has just died does not have this kind of dead gas, only when the corpse is even full of maggots, and that time is the time when the dead gas is the heaviest.

Of course, the rewards in exchange for this kind of behavior are incomparable, and ghost cultivators can continue to increase their cultivation by devouring rotting corpses, so their cultivation generally grows rapidly, which is also the jealousy and disdain of righteous people, and is mostly called the Yin and Evil Sect.

As far as Meng Xin knows, this kind of ghost cultivation is becoming less and less at present, so that it is almost extinct, and he didn't expect to encounter one in the mission world.

Meng Xin knew that the person in front of him had grown up eating dead human flesh! The strength is definitely not lower than the fat man he met before, and the clue can be seen just by this kind of ghost qi release to control the temperature.

"I'll go." Meng Xin learned the accent of Scarface and said, since the masked man took the initiative to ask himself, it means that he did not see that he was a fake, which made Meng Xin feel a little relieved in his heart.

At the same time, Meng Xin felt the hot pain on his face, which was the reason for the "makeup artist's skin" on his face, from the beginning of the face, Meng Xin felt a hot feeling on his face, until later, this feeling became worse and worse, and became the current feeling.

Meng Xin knew that this was the sequelae of wearing this kind of prop, and more importantly, he couldn't last long, so he had to leave here quickly and find a place to take off his face.

Under the intently gaze of the masked man, Meng Xin carefully took his steps and walked out of the door step by step, now Meng Xin's palm could almost drip sweat, and he could only pray in his heart that the other party would not recognize his identity.

Fortunately, the masked man did not embarrass himself, and in a thrilling situation, Meng Xin left the mansion safely.

After leaving the mansion and walking away, Meng Xin immediately took out the water prepared in advance, splashed it on his face, and took off the skin of his face, only then did he feel that the hot pain on his face was gradually disappearing.

After solving this matter, it was noon before he knew it, Meng Xin returned to the hotel where he was temporarily staying, lay on the bed, and suddenly remembered the reward for completing the task, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the nightmare platform app.

Meng Xin clicked on the dialog box with the nightmare platform, and sure enough, in the short time before, the nightmare platform sent several messages to Meng Xin, some prompting that the task was completed, and some of which gave Meng Xin a reward, so Meng Xin followed the steps under the instructions of the nightmare platform and received the task reward step by step.

"Congratulations on acquiring the ability: Melt

Ability: You can melt yourself into liquid, and in the liquid state, you are immune to physical attacks. ”

Immune to physical attacks, it looks pretty good, at least it's much more practical than the fat man's gravity inversion, the reward is in hand, Meng Xin can't wait to try its effect.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Come in." As Meng Xin spoke, in an instant, the whole person turned into a puddle of liquid at a speed that could not be distinguished by the naked eye, and quietly flowed on the floor under the bed.

"Sir, your kettle!" It turned out to be a waiter in the hotel, and sent a kettle to Mengxin, at this time the hotel did not have a special bath, and the guests took a bath every night to use their own kettle to make hot water.

"Huh, what about people?" The waitress who came to deliver the kettle was a girl, and when she opened the door, she didn't find anyone, and she walked into the room with some confusion, and happened to pass by the puddle of liquid.

Since the waitress was wearing a skirt, Meng Xin, who turned into liquid, could clearly see the scenery under her skirt, and after the girl walked around, Meng Xin came to a conclusion that it was black! I didn't expect that the waitress's innocent appearance would hide such a turbulent heart.

"It's weird." The waitress walked around and found no figure, and thought she had misheard, so she put down the kettle and walked away quickly.

After the girl left, Meng Xin suddenly got up from the floor, and then lay down on the bed, just after a short while, Meng Xin was almost tired and collapsed, not because he saw the scenery under the waitress's skirt, but because using this ability, for Meng Xin at this stage, it was too laborious.

Meng Xin's whole body was lying on the bed in a "big" shape, gradually detached from prostration, and his arms gradually became a little stronger, but the only thing that made Meng Xin feel uncomfortable was that he was very hungry now and he needed to eat.

Meng Xin clearly remembered that not long after completing the task, he had just eaten a meal, and he had eaten a lot at that time, why didn't he get hungry again not long now?

Could it be because I have been using this ability for too long, and the energy ATP in my body has been exhausted, no matter what, the only thing Meng Xin thinks about now is that he urgently needs food!

Sure enough, hungry people can fully realize their potential, and at this time, Meng Xin felt that his nose was as sensitive as a dog, because he smelled the aroma of meat, and Meng Xin would never believe that he could do this.

Following the smell of food, Meng Xin walked out of his room and came to a kitchen-style room.

The kitchen actually belongs to the private area of the hotel owner, and there is usually a sign hanging at the door, which reads "idlers are not allowed to enter", but at this time, Meng Xin is too hungry, where can he manage so much, and it is important to fill his stomach.

Unconsciously, Meng Xin had eaten about a quarter of the pig, almost the entire kitchen cooked food, only to eight minutes full, Meng Xin looked at the raw meat in the storage cabinet, hesitated, gave up continuing to eat, he was not ready to eat raw meat.

"Who is it?"

Meng Xin heard a sudden sound outside the curtain, and almost instantly turned into a puddle of liquid, and with the help of the inertia of the change of form, it flowed out along the gap in the door.

The moment it flowed out, Meng Xin immediately turned into a human form again, but he didn't dare to continue to try the feeling of body prostration, although he was still a little uncomfortable, but Meng Xin still held on to the wall with his hand slightly, and slowly walked back to his room, this ability is still as little as possible.

………………

Yang Ming walked in the aisle, looking at these members around him with contempt from the corner of his eye, if Meng Xin was here at this time, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, this person was the swarthy man who voted that day, he was the only member sitting next to him.

It's no surprise that it should be me this time, Yang Ming thought to himself, yesterday he single-handedly planned, directed and acted in a play, in order to leave an illusion to everyone, he, Yang Ming, looks weak.

The facts did not disappoint him, Meng Xin was unexpectedly voted out, and he got his wish to rise to the top in that vote.

Everyone seemed to be a little familiar with the road, and according to the instructions of the arrow, Yang Ming and the rest of the members came to yesterday's hall again, and the hall at this time was still a scene of singing and dancing.

The members went around here as usual, and at the same time enjoyed the customs of the Republic of China again, to be honest, in the eyes of all the members, I don't know if they were brainwashed by the nightmare platform or how, and they really don't get tired of seeing this kind of scene.

It seemed that it was almost time, Yang Ming suddenly seemed to see Meng Xin in the crowd, and he saw Meng Xin stop in front of a waiter and grab a glass of wine......

Yang Ming looked at this scene and seemed to be in disbelief, so he rubbed his eyes fiercely, wanting to look again, and suddenly found himself in a private room, with a dining table in the center of the private room, and there was a ...... on the table

Yang was obviously a little annoyed, he wasn't sure if he was dazzled just now, just a little bit, if he gave himself a little more time, let him see what Meng Xin did after he went out, he might as well take measures in advance.

However, the nightmare platform is such a bad taste, as if the more you feel crazy, the happier it becomes, Yang Ming also quickly recovered from his frustration, he knows that all this is in the calculation of the nightmare platform, maybe it feels that this is just the right reminder, one more is not too much, one less is not too little.

Yang Ming looked at the food on this table,

So, here's the dinner moment......

………………

Maybe he was really tired, Meng Xinyi didn't know how long he had been asleep, and when he opened his eyes, he opened the curtains and saw that the sky outside the window had completely darkened, and it seemed that it was night.

Meng Xin didn't hesitate to get up immediately, at twelve o'clock tonight, the next member will be teleported, if there is no big accident, it should be that swarthy man who will have the highest number of votes.

I don't know for what reason, Meng Xin always feels that the impression left by the swarthy man on himself is too hypocritical, if he is really afraid, he can pretend that he didn't see Meng Xin, there is no need to get close to Meng Xin, and his approach, in Meng Xin's opinion, is indeed too deliberate.

Of course, why the other party did this, Meng Xin can probably guess the reason.