He Caifeng only felt extremely nauseous under his feet, and he didn't dare to move.

Zhang Xiaofo didn't comfort him, he didn't make a sound, he just looked at it very coldly and walked forward.

"It's okay!" He Sichao couldn't bear to care.

"Don't worry about it!" He Caifeng couldn't stand Zhang Xiaofo's indifferent eyes before leaving, pushed away He Sichao's outstretched hand, gritted his teeth and followed.

The further you go, the darker your vision becomes, but it's still under the power of humans.

The smell of blood became heavier and heavier, and in the end, there was basically no place to stay, and I could only step on the soft lump of meat.

There is too much blood, and people become numb. Even He Caifeng, who screamed at the beginning, adapted to it.

"Someone!" He Caifeng suddenly ran forward.

"Don't go!" He Sichao took He Caifeng's hand: "Be careful!" ”

"That's the staff's uniform, maybe someone from outside came in looking for us?" He Caifeng tried his best to break free of He Sichao's hand, but the other party grabbed it too tightly and couldn't get rid of it.

Suddenly, a drop of hot liquid splashed into He Sichao's eyes, and the pain was so painful that he had to close his eyes, but he still grabbed Caifeng's hand tightly and didn't let go.

Zhang Xiaofo reacted, dragged He Sichao's swift hind legs, and flashed into the room next to him.

"What's wrong?" The stinging pain in He Sichao's eyes finally passed, and he opened his eyes.

"......" Zhang Xiaofo didn't know how to say.

"What is this?" He Sichao looked at the half of his arm in his hand and asked.

"......" Zhang Xiaofo is very sure that He Sichao knows the answer. In fact, he had mixed feelings about He Caifeng's death. On the one hand, a life is gone, and on the other hand, it is also relieved. He didn't know what the future would hold or if he could get out. It's okay with He Sichao, he won't be a big burden. But no matter how He Caifeng looks at it, it's more troublesome. So although he is sorry for He Caifeng's death, Zhang Xiaofo thinks it is a good thing that can improve the survival rate of him and He Sichao.

"Whose is this?" He Sichao's face was covered with blood, and he had not recovered from the blow.

"It's He Caifeng's!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't want He Sichao to escape reality for too long, so he simply took a cruel medicine.

"Caifeng's?" He Sichao suddenly threw away the arm in his hand and quickly retreated to the corner.

Giggles......

The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and the room resounded with strange laughter. The laughter was heard in all directions, without a specific direction, which was the last thing Zhang Xiaofo wanted.

Because he didn't know what he was facing, he could only treat it as an evil spirit, and Zhang Xiaofo sprinkled a circle of tomb dust around him.

The temperature around him began to drop, but He Sichao didn't react yet, and Zhang Xiaofo slapped He Sichao directly in the face.

"Huh?" He Sichao's eyes were hazy, and his pupils had not yet condensed.

"Your sister is dead, if you die again, your family will be doomed!"

Zhang Xiaofo's words made He Sichao come back to his senses: "Caifeng is dead, how can I explain?" ”

"I know I'm dead! But people can't be resurrected after death, you have to be sad and go out and be sad again! ”

As soon as Zhang Xiaofo's words fell, a gust of wind blew from directly ahead, and the black tomb dust was blown apart. Shadows appeared on the walls, and the shadows became darker and darker towards the middle, as if something was about to jump out of the front.

"I'm coming!" Although He Sichao did not fully recover, he also understood that if he hesitated any longer, he would really explain here.

He Sichao blocked in front of Zhang Xiaofo, bit his finger, and drew a big blood talisman on the ground.

Zhang Xiaofo was a little surprised at the beginning when he saw the blood talisman, but quickly waited and watched.

A pale hand stretched out from the shadows on the wall, but because the shadows were not large enough, there was not enough space, and all the shadows were filled with arms...... Countless hands squirmed outward, trying to break free, as if there was something even bigger under the arms that wanted to be squeezed out......

He Sichao learned to be obedient, and with the experience of the previous few times, he knew that as long as a monster appeared, he had to use all his strength, otherwise the hope of survival would be halved.

The blood-red symbol is finished.

The arms in the shadows squirmed even more violently, as if something was chasing them.

He Sichao stared at the front vigilantly......

Finally, a small crack opened in the middle of the arm...... Then the gap grew bigger and bigger...... An indescribably strange giant face with displaced facial features is squeezing itself out......

"Woo ......"

Finally, an ancient tune came from He Sichao's chest.

Zhang Xiaofo saw He Sichao's rapid outline in an instant, almost bulging into chicken breasts.

I can't put that tone into any category, I can't tell if it's a human voice or an animal voice, I just think it's an ancient horn with an indescribable coercion. It was as if all the mountains and rivers in this heaven and earth were integrated into this tone, with some kind of most powerful aura since the formation of this heaven and earth......

He Sichao said one word.

When Zhang Xiaofo came back to his senses, the wall was calm again.

"Are you alright?"

He Sichao was out of breath and kept coughing up blood, and it took a long time to recover: "I'm fine!" ”

"If you have this ability, then we should have no problem!" Zhang Xiaofo said deliberately.

"It's not that simple!" He Sichao almost swallowed blood while saying to Zhang Xiaofo: "Using that blood talisman is too much burden for me. I can't do it, Brother Zhang, go by yourself! "After that, my heart is like ashes.

Similar to what he thought, Zhang Xiaofo walked over and took out the analgesic from his backpack: "Come on, I can help you!" Then He Sichao refused and forcibly injected him: "No matter what the body is made of now, as long as you have a breath when you go out, you can live." Now that your sister Caifeng is gone, you have to live to help her get revenge! ”

"Revenge!"

In Zhang Xiaofo's words, He Sichao repeated the word "revenge".

"How? Can you go? Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Yes!" I don't know if it's the belief in revenge or the analgesics that worked, He Sichao followed Zhang Xiaofo firmly in a hoarse voice: "But I can't help for the time being!" ”

"Leave it to me!" Zhang Xiaofo was well prepared this time, and even took out a machete from his bag: "You just need to protect yourself!" ”

"What are you going to do?" He Sichao asked.

"Dismembering them always saves time!" Zhang Xiaofo pulled a knife flower and opened the door of the room.

"Caifeng!" He Sichao's eyes were split.

In front of them, on top of a pile of minced meat, the hideous-looking human head of He Caifeng was quietly looking at Zhang Xiaofo and them.

Zhang Xiaofo did not have any psychological fluctuations because of the scene in front of him.

Sure enough, after He Si gasped for breath, the two uniforms quickly rushed up, and before the person arrived, the hands had already arrived. Zhang Xiaofo did not hesitate and put away the knife. Chop off one wrist at the root. But the other hand was already on his neck. Zhang Xiaofo fell backwards, and rolled to the side with the uniform with his broken wrist, avoiding the other uniform.

"Be careful!" He Sichao looked at Zhang Xiaofo's dangerous situation and knew how powerful that pair of monsters was.