The door of my room was slammed open by an external force. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I was so stunned by the force that the door was slammed open, and the door was badly deformed, and the doorknob and cylinder flew out of the door with the sound of bullets whistling and slashed past my ears.

After a roar, the "thing" outside the door finally broke in.

Unlike anything I had assumed in my heart, when the door was slammed open, I saw no people, no objects, only an unspeakable mass of ...... Black!

The "black" is not a substance, nor is it fog, it is like a common snowflake on TV, made up of some kind of particle, or some other tiny thing, jumping.

Along with the darkness came a tremendous suction, almost unstoppable, many times stronger than the stiff hair and my dragging.

Like leaves in a storm, the stiff head and I were easily dragged by the irrepressible force into the door, the dark thing.

It wasn't long before I entered the mist-boiling void outside the door. I was tugged at by her hair, and I kept moving into the void.

I don't know why, but I feel in my heart that the void is endless death, some kind of more powerful existence that people cannot understand.

If swallowed by it, then everything will end.

Instinctively, driven by the desire to survive, I clung to the head of the bed at home, but only for a few seconds.

After a "click", the head of the bed in my hand and I were pulled up by the huge attraction in the darkness, and then the head froze together, and was gradually swallowed into the dark world.

"Come on!" the stiff finally shouted hoarsely: "On the Huangquan Road, take a companion!"

Looking at the stiff and disgusting face, listening to the stiff and disgusting words, I was really angry.

How many people are killed enough? Go to Huangquan Road, and pull Lao Tzu?

I was reluctant, but at the same time I couldn't do anything about it, because my body was getting weaker and weaker under the dual effect of the stiff head and the suction, so that I couldn't resist.

After another second or two, my last struggle was smoothed out, and the only thing I could do was close my eyes and wait quietly for the moment when I was swallowed up by the darkness.

But at that moment...... It didn't come after all.

Just as I was closing my eyes, I suddenly heard a rustling sound in my head.

That was the induction of the sword spirit bamboo poem to me, and that induction was different.

In my surprise, I hurriedly opened my eyes, but I saw an ancient girl wearing a bamboo-green skirt standing on the dark oblique side of the doorway.

There was a piercing wound on the girl's chest, and there was a terrible blood stain leaking from the depths, and the girl lowered her head, and she couldn't see her face, but I could see the corners of her sneering mouth clearly.

She was...... Bamboo poems?

At this time, Zhu Shi's body was as thin and thin as ever, and she was bloody, but she didn't move at all in the suction of the dark wind, like Jiang Shang sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, and like a rocker in the stormy waves.

This little imp...... What a strong concentration.

In a desperate situation, I couldn't care about the many, and although I couldn't speak, I could only cast my eyes on her for help.

But...... Zhu Shi didn't move, only leaving the corners of his mouth mocking.

Looking at the little thing motionless and smiling wickedly, I really wondered if she had come to save me or come to see me laugh.

However, the current situation makes me no longer care about complaining about those.

Dragged by the suction, his head stiffened and he was soon inhaled upside down into the black gas.

As soon as her messy body came into contact with the black, jumping gas, the grainy things stretched out like a dozen dark hands, locking up stiff limbs and swaying hair.

The black gas dragged her to the door, and the stormy look looked like she had been sucked into a meat grinder...... Strips of meat.

As if realizing that a catastrophe was coming, my stiff head became more eager and tight to entangle me.

She roared between her mouths, muttered complaints and pleads, and finally the resentment turned into one sentence!

“...... Die together, die together, die together!"

Soon, the voice fell silent, for the "man" who made the sound had been swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

The head froze, but the annoying hair was still there, and the outstretched hair still wrapped tightly around me, pulling me out into the endless, cold darkness outside the door.

Just when I was in despair, the bamboo poem that stood aside and always "watched the excitement" finally made a move.

In a hurry, the ghost girl Zhushi suddenly stretched out her small arm, and she moved like a crane, flying over the dark lintel.

At the same time, the little girl's thin little hand gently swept over the thick and hard demon silk that wrapped around me.

It's ...... It's like dancing.

Zhu Shi's movements are elegant and gentle, especially the feeling of fingers brushing the hair, without any strength at all.

However, the results were striking.

Wherever Zhu Shi's fingers went, those tough strands of hair broke in response to the situation, as if they had been cut by an invisible blade, and instantly lifted the restraint on me.

Really...... It's the Blade Spirit.

After the hair was broken, the suction outside the door suddenly weakened, and I suddenly felt a sense of relief.

At the same time, what made me even happier was that there was a satisfied "sigh" from the black gas outside the door, and then it quickly faded and dispersed?

The body that gradually fell, and the black qi that disappeared outside the door, made me finally no longer so nervous in my heart, and the state of mind that I thought I was going to die suddenly relaxed a lot.

The mood suddenly changed, and I even couldn't help but joke to myself, if the next time I encounter such a zombie slashing thing, I can bring a gas mask first just in case.

The thought of rejoicing flashed through me, because just when I thought I was saved, something suddenly happened!

When the black gas was about halfway dissipated, Zhu Shi, who had just landed, suddenly stretched out his hand and closed the door that had been deformed by the previous black gas.

This time, I can catch the blind ruthlessly.

Because it doesn't close in the morning and doesn't close at night, when my body is about to rush out of the door due to inertia, it just closes the door, and it's still ...... Clamped my head!

After a "bump", the buddy let the door clamp his head. I thought it was just a legendary thing, but it happened to me so tragically.

The feeling of the door clamp in my head was well deserved, and my own neck immediately ached like a needle prick, and the whole person was tense and then soft because of this annoying and inexplicable blow.

It's a kind of pain that can't be shouted......

...... When I regained consciousness, the first thing I felt was the burning discomfort in my neck.

The feeling stimulated me and reminded me that what I had just experienced did not seem to be a hallucination.

Really...... Did you let the door clamp?

With such sadness, I slowly opened my eyes, but first saw Zhao Shuihe holding her pedicure knife and smiling proudly at me.

Look at that delicate traditional handicraft...... I had a feeling like throwing up.

In my weakness, I asked, "Are you...... What did it do to me?"