I saw that at this time, in the somewhat inexplicable eyes of Ji Wuchen, who was standing still, in the "mirror" on the opposite side, where almost the entire body was deep in the darkness, leaving only a head and neck, and the "mirror" that was flickering with a faint firelight, the eyes of "Ji Wuchen", who was half-kneeling in place at the moment, were suddenly extremely hideous and terrifying. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His bloodshot eyes were so wide that they seemed to pop out of his sockets, and the corners of his eyes were almost cracking open.

His eyes were full of almost intricately intertwined, vertical and horizontal bloodshots, blood red, which continued to spread into the depths of his eyes, with no end in sight, as if to penetrate deep into his soul.

It's just that for some reason, from those bloodshot eyes, Ji Wuchen, who has only been able to watch, seems to faintly see a kind of extreme madness and resentment that permeates people's hearts from there, which continues to spread outward from the depths of his eyes, spreading into the air, making the whole world seem to be suffocated and a little wail, as if the madness and resentment against this world in the depths of his soul can ignite the whole world.

And in addition, it can be clearly seen that "Ji Wuchen" is now completely cloaked, the original short hair grew extremely fast and instantly turned into a long hair, and the hair hung down so deeply that it almost completely covered its entire face, and it was still spreading downward, hanging deep into the bottomless darkness.

Only a pair of blood-red and hideous eyes were left faintly penetrating the darkness, and it was extremely obvious that Ji Wuchen was still looking at Ji Wuchen who was staring at him outside the "mirror", or even if "Ji Wuchen" put down his dense hair to cover his face, it still couldn't cover the magic power that "Ji Wuchen" seemed to have at the moment, and it could shoot directly into people's hearts, without the slightest warmth and emotion and blood-red eyes.

But even so, it is still visible to the naked eye, and the long hair that is constantly spreading and growing still can't cover the thick and hideous green tendons on his forehead and neck, and it can be clearly seen that they begin to agitate and swell again, and the thick green tendons are soon Ji along the blood vessels on Wuchen's neck and face one by one, and they are clearly layered, beating one after another.

And through the layers of faint light shrouded in the "mirror" around "Ji Wuchen", Ji Wuchen could see that there was something on his neck that was constantly vibrating violently, repeatedly, appearing and disappearing, emitting bursts of breathtaking knocks and melodies, constantly impacting Ji Wuchen's mind and vision, which was already a little numb at the moment.

At this time, I don't know when his hair is scattered, and the trembling "Ji Wuchen" who is lying on the ground is like a disgusting giant worm in the shape of a human, crawling and squirming on the ground, and after a while, you can see that he is shaking his head a little, so that from his seemingly slightly open, but also hideous mouth, there is a wailing and low roar, and there is a remarkable extreme madness in his eyes, which makes people frightened, and his head is slightly raised, making his whole person like a fierce beast that is looking for a target and wants to choose people to devour.

Cluck!

And as he half-knelt on the ground, his head kept shaking, time was slowly passing little by little, at this moment, in such an environment, even for a second, it seemed so difficult and entangled, but he could only endure helplessly and helplessly.

As the surrounding time passed bit by bit, the ghostly ghost fire flickered on and off, and slowly the low roaring voice of "Ji Wuchen" in the mouth of the surrounding darkness that was constantly reverberating gradually seemed to be replaced by another voice.

It was the same sound, a faintly strange and unpredictable, which made people feel cold all over the body, only to feel the chuckling of sweat and hair, some sharp, some terrifying, and some inexplicable.

At the beginning, it seemed that he was attracted, and it seemed that he was swept in, and he was attracted to his heart, and Ji Wuchen, who had been just staring at the trembling neck of "Ji Wuchen" in a trance, heard the sound fashionable and was slightly stunned, and gradually came back to his senses from the knock, but he looked around and didn't know what was going on.

However, when he slowly moved his gaze from "Ji Wuchen" little by little, and gradually moved his agitated neck upward, until he fixed his gaze on the fact that he had slowly raised his head for some time, and his hair was thin, and he could vaguely see the hideous face that made people creepy, but he only felt that his stomach was surging up, and he almost wanted to forcibly vomit everything in his stomach.

But in the end, Ji Wuchen forcibly endured it, forcibly endured the strange nausea and discomfort in his heart, and looked at the "Ji Wuchen" who was facing a face with almost huge green muscles left, and the corners of his mouth were wide open and almost grinning to the root of his ears.

At this time, "Ji Wuchen" seemed to have changed from curled up into a half-squatting state, but he still couldn't see his body hidden in the thick dark shadows.

And there seems to be a faint stream of liquid flowing down the corners of his mouth, but if there is anything that has not changed in his body, then perhaps the only thing that remains unchanged is his blood-red eyes that are still full of cruelty, indifference, and bloodthirstiness, and the surrounding darkness is full of hair, making people feel the hair stand on end, and the eerie giggles are constantly coming out of his mouth, constantly echoing.

Tick!

Just before Ji Wuchen had much time to react, another ticking sound sounded that almost silenced the entire darkness.

It wasn't long before the same ticking sound followed, connecting with the previous one.

began one after another, one after another, endlessly, trembling, not in a hurry, with a strange frequency in Ji Wuchen's ears, it seemed to form a strange lament.

At this moment, in Ji Wuchen's ears and eyes, these voices seemed to be so solemn, magical, and solemn, making people reverent, and did not dare to have the slightest blasphemy and abnormal movement, like the bell in the depths of the temple, and like the solemn lament in the emperor's ancestral temple, it was so that people couldn't resist the thought, and even the "Ji Wuchen" with his eyes full of hideous destruction seemed to be much more sacred.