Fang Mu looked at the staircase, and above the staircase, there was a pitch-black door.

"Go check it out. ”

Walking up the stairs, pastor Fang and the executive congregation came to the door.

This door looked extremely dark from a distance, and when I got closer, I realized that the color of this pitch black seemed to be painted.

Fang Mu stretched out his hand, touched it, and sniffed it at his nose again, and said secretly: "Ink?"

This layer of black is nothing else, it is painted with ink.

Not just where the hand touches, but everywhere else, it's all exactly the same, it's all inked.

Fang Mu was about to push open the door when he found a continuous sound coming from inside the door.

"Pedal Pedal ...... Pedal ......"

The tapping sound is fast-paced, and the frequency of the tapping is very high.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'll continue to give it to you if the blood is not enough!"

Along with the sound of percussion, a familiar sound rang out.

Fang Mu recalled, wasn't this the person from the Blood Moon Pavilion?

At that time, the people of the Blood Moon Pavilion disappeared after they caught up with Qingyun Mountain, could it be that they had been here all this time?

"You don't have to do it with your predecessors, I'll do it. ”

Li Yi stepped forward and raised his right foot directly.

Fang Mu looked at him suspiciously, stretched out his hand to stop Li Yi, and didn't understand what Li Yi meant.

Li Yi looked at Fang Mu feverishly and said: "This time I followed the seniors, the juniors have learned a lot, you can't force you to do things, you can't talk nonsense if you can beat it, like this kind of door, you don't need to kick it a second time if you can kick it open." ”

The other executives nodded frantically, obviously what Li Yi said was very much in line with their thoughts.

The corners of Fang Mu's mouth twitched under the mask, to tell the truth, at first he just said a few words of chicken soup casually, how did he bring them crookedly?

I wave because I have a golden finger, and I can wave at will in the fantasy world, but if you are like this, I am afraid that the grass on the grave will be a few feet high next year.

"You can't say that. Fang Mu tried to correct their thoughts: "If you encounter danger, you still have to use your brains more. ”

"Uh-huh!" Li Yi nodded: "I understand, when you encounter danger, use your brains and think about whether other methods can fight hard." ”

Forget it, if you don't communicate, it will become more and more crooked if you continue to communicate.

Fang Mu turned around and raised his foot, and kicked directly on the door.

"Bang!"

The pitch-black door was kicked open, and it was directly kicked to pieces, revealing the situation inside.

Lianyue Ba Ge was pinching the neck of a pregnant woman, with an excited face.

Beside them were the bodies of nine children, their necks cut open and their blood drained.

The corpse turned into a white point of light, slowly merging into the ...... in front of him on the computer.

Next to the computer, a man with black and purple was typing wildly.

A line of text appeared, and the content on it was the illusion that Fang Mu had experienced before.

"Write quickly, write quickly!" Lian Yue Bage excitedly put his hand into the pregnant woman's belly and took out two bloody babies.

Blood was splattered on the computer, on the black man, who was typing the keyboard faster.

The sound of "stomping" heard outside the door just now was the sound of a man tapping on a keyboard.

The pregnant woman was still alive, watching the twins in her womb being pulled out, and the sharp pain didn't even make her frown.

Her eyes were always fixed on the twins, and there was only sadness and despair in her eyes.

She wanted to reach out, but she couldn't reach it, so she could only watch her flesh and blood leave.

After the twins turned into points of light and disappeared, the pregnant woman wailed miserably, directly grabbed Lian Yue Bago's hand, and bit it.

"Die!"

Lianyue Bage stretched out his hand and directly pinched the neck of the pregnant woman, and only then did he find Fang Mu and the others.

"It's late, it's late, the finale is written, hahahaha!"

Crazy laughter came from Lianyue Bage's mouth, but it only stopped halfway through.

A bronze mask suddenly appeared in front of Lianyue Eight Songs, and from the eyes exposed by the bronze mask, Lian Yue Eight Songs could see endless anger.

"Bang!"

Fang Mu grabbed Lianyue Bago's neck, and then kicked the computer and the man over.

"Hahahaha!" The pitch-black man sat down on the ground and let out a crazy laugh: "Ten years, the pavilion master has given me ten years of tasks, and I have finally completed it!"

"Bang!"

Fang Mu's feet stepped on heavily, the pitch-black man's head shattered, and the computer turned into powder.

"It's all over. Lianyue Eight Songs' eyes showed happiness: "The novel has been completed, and the scholars of Wendao will re-embark on the road of Qingyun!"

Fang Mu's eyes were boundless with coldness, and he was ready to kill him.

"You can't kill me!" Lianyue Bage is like showing off: "I provided the blood, I was protected by the scholars of Wendao, I was immortal in the illusion, and even ......"

"Poof!"

In the middle of speaking, the sound of entering the flesh sounded.

At this time, Lianyue Bage suddenly noticed a pain in his chest, and then looked down.

I saw a drop of ink appear on my chest, and then expand.

"Impossible, impossible, how can it be possible?"

In the blink of an eye, Lianyue Eight Songs turned into ashes and disappeared.

Fang Mu looked up, and he didn't know when, Mu Changge was already standing in front of him.

In the middle of the wooden singer, he was holding a pen, and the door was kicked apart, and the ink gathered on the end of the pen.

"Thank you. Mu Changge said softly.

Fang Mu frowned, he looked at the computer fragments on the ground, and suddenly reacted: "You calculate me!"

remembered what Mu Changge said at the beginning, saying that he himself would be manipulated, but now it seems that he was able to kill Lianyue Eight Songs, so he was not manipulated.

So if it's not the Eight Songs of the Moon, who will it be?

From the moment I entered the house, the only thing that was destroyed was the computer and the man in the dark.

The Pitch Black Man constructs a fantasy with a novel, so the person who controls Mu Changge is not Lianyue Eight Songs at all, but the pitch-black man and the computer.

Whoever comes in and sees this scene, the first thing to stop is Lianyue Eight Songs.

Coupled with the psychological hints that Mu Changge gave to Fang Mu in the house before, he thought that it was the initiator of the illusion that he could control.

So from beginning to end, Fang Mu thought that Lianyue Eight Songs, the person who caused the illusion, was the controller.

"Each other, each other. Mu Changge smiled: "Don't you also want to use him to counter me?"

Fang Mu was silent, he did have this kind of idea, and he was implementing it.

Mu Changge waved his hand, and then the surrounding scenery began to change, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared halfway up Qingyun Mountain.

The platform that is cut off at the waist is the most real Qingyun Mountain.

"It's a foregone conclusion, we just have to wait for the moment. ”

Mu Changge waved his hand, and countless points of light were diffuse, slowly converging.

"There's still a little time, and I appreciate you. Mu Changge looked at Fang Mu and said, "If I live again, are you willing to become my ink boy?"

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows, always feeling that this sentence was a bit improper.

Mu Changge looked at the slowly converging points of light, and said in a distracted manner: "It's still a long time, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, do you want to hear the story of this illusion?"

Fang Mu did not speak, but proved it with actions.

The bloody spear was like a long dragon, stabbing straight into Mu Changge's chest.