Mark, do you want a wife?

Is it a doll?!

Mo Cheng, who was following behind the three brothers of the city defense, looked in disbelief at the front of him, it was actually a puppet who killed three people in succession?

Just when Mo Cheng was about to get close to the puppet, the doll doll disappeared directly into the fog, and Mo Cheng, who wanted to find out, hesitated for a while, and then ran in the direction where the puppet disappeared.

And Xiao Heng, who was hiding in the mist on the other side, grinned and looked at Feixue, who was imprisoned in the mist by him at this moment.

Just now, Xiao Heng planned to directly use the feature of shielding the sound to directly solve the three city defense troops, but when he was about to appear and devour the soul, Xiao Heng saw Mocheng.

Xiao Heng immediately dispelled this idea, but released the puppet he had cultivated for a long time, and he turned his head and quietly searched around, and sure enough, he found Feixue not far away.

And Feixue's vigilance was beyond Xiao Heng's imagination, and when Xiao Heng saw Feixue, Feixue naturally saw him as well.

Xiao Heng, who was forced to be helpless, had no choice but to draw out some of the power of the mist and imprison it. And let the puppet divert Mocheng's attention, and as a result, after this guy saw the puppet disappear, he really abandoned the flying snow and chased the puppet, and disappeared into the fog.

With the strength of his transcendent master, he is invincible on the lighthouse, but since he continued to devour his soul to obtain a rapid breakthrough, his own strength has become stronger and stronger, and the spirit cage world has become more and more repulsive to himself, which has caused Xiao Heng to continue to undifferentiate a part of his forces to construct this fog and cultivate evil spirits and some puppets that contain great resentment.

"You're not Charles?"

Feixue looked at the other side of the mist uneasily, Xiao Heng's speed was very fast, and when he saw him, he had already deceived himself and locked himself in a strange space where he couldn't feel the direction and distance.

Xiao Heng didn't speak, but directly knocked Feixue unconscious and took him to the church of the Church of Light and Shadow, where he would hold a plan to lure the evil gods.

And now Xiao Heng is like a hamster about to spend winter, constantly stunning the only remaining humans on the lighthouse and leading them to the confessional hall under the church.

……

……

Lighthouse.

Revenant Training Base.

Elon took off the towel from the shelf on the side and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, Mark, this kid is really getting stronger and stronger, in the past, I could punch his out, and I was hitting him with his, but now I have been fighting with him for less than half an hour, and I am panting.

"It's time to go far away~"

Elon sighed with emotion, and planned to go to the Lighthouse Gene Selection Base to select the reserve members of the Hunters, strangely, almost all occupations and people of all identities on the Lighthouse are missing, but the babies in the breeding warehouse are intact.

Elon put away the towel, picked up the milk that Mark had prepared for him, and couldn't help but laugh and scold:

"This rabbit cub also knows how to honor the elderly."

Then when he turned around and walked out of the lounge, he found a faint figure next to the hanger on the other side, and Elon tightened his heart and quietly touched it there.

"It's Mocheng, why don't you stand in the back and don't speak."

"By the way, I remember that Mark didn't ask you to go with Feixue this morning to guard the lighthouse and see if we can find the murderer who killed a large number of lighthouse residents? Coming back so soon? ”

"Is Blizzard coming back with you? Ran Bing seemed to be looking for her just now. ”

The hangers are set apart.

Elon had milk in one hand and walked straight out.

After seeing that it was Mo Cheng, he asked a series of words.

But Mo Cheng, who has always been lively and active on weekdays, seems to be deaf and dumb at the moment, and has no reaction.

Elon walked strangely towards the city.

But when he looked up, Elon was instantly surprised.

saw a woman with long hair and waist standing next to Mo Cheng, and it was also a stranger to Elon and his strangers.

Suspicious, Elon had to go to the front of the city to find out who the woman who suddenly appeared was.

Driven by curiosity, Elon stepped forward only to find that there was no one standing next to Mocheng.

It's a strange doll!

The doll was made to look like a woman.

But there is no feminine beauty at all.

On the contrary, there is a penetrating horror and horror, the eyes are not equal, the corners of the mouth are slightly downward, making it unclear whether it is crying or laughing, and the exposed limbs on the face have obvious stitches and stitches.

The most scary thing is that the other party still has lipstick on his mouth.

I don't know what shade it is.

But the scarlet one is a little uncomfortable.

Elon, who thought that Mocheng had secretly brought people in regardless of the rules of the hunters, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"According to Mark's arrangement for you and Feixue, you don't have a training mission today, so fix it up and continue to carry out the vigilance mission."

Originally, I thought that Mocheng would go out with the trend.

But the weird thing is......

Mo Cheng's attention was still attracted by the puppet in front of him.

Still chattering and talking.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes stopping to listen, as if the puppet was really communicating with him.

An eerie atmosphere permeated the lounge.

Elon finally felt something was wrong.

He reached out and nudged Ink City.

"Wake up, wake up!"

"You kid are stunned?!"

But no matter how Elon shook, Mo Cheng was indifferent, still speaking something that people couldn't understand.

Elon looked at the weird puppet on the side, maybe this is the source of the problem?!

"What the hell is this? Where did you get that kid? ”

And just after Elon finished questioning this, Mo Cheng suddenly shut his mouth.

Then, slowly, like a machine, he moved his head to Elon's vicissitudes of life.

His eyes were cold and full of resentment.

There is no healing of the usual sunny boys, but an unprecedented cold and gloomy cold.

"Ink City?"

Seeing this gaze, Elon gasped.

Mo Cheng stood up stiffly, as if looking at the enemy who killed his wife, looked at the teacher he had always respected, and roared angrily:

"Biluo is not a thing, she is a human!"

"It's not a thing, it should be you, you old madman, why do you say my Biluo, I'm going to kill you, everyone who says bad things about Biluo has to die!"

Ink City roared, then lunged at Elon.

His eyes were red, and one hand grabbed Elon's neck like an iron shackle, while the other hand held a dagger that he had taken out at some point, and stabbed Elon in the stomach.

"What did you kid do?"

Elon said angrily when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to block the dagger stabbed by Mo Cheng's right hand, but the cold light flashed, and the dagger on his right hand suddenly appeared in his left hand, and Mo Cheng's left hand was still on Elon's neck.

Elon's pupils shrank, and a piercing pain came from his neck, but the dagger of unknown material was extremely sharp, like cutting tofu, and pierced straight into Elon's neck without hindrance.

Suddenly, blood poured out.

The successful Mo Cheng did not stop, but mechanically, constantly pulling out the dagger, inserting, pulling out, inserting.

Suddenly, the plasma splattered, and Elon, who was directly cut in his throat, directly lost his resistance, his body was paralyzed, and he watched Mo Cheng stab into his body one by one.

Until Elon was completely out of breath, the doubt in his eyes had not dissipated.

Letting go of his arm, Mo Cheng turned his head to the puppet and said with a smile:

"Bilo, he's dead!"

"I won't let people say that you are bad at all, you are the most perfect, and my favorite person is you."

"What?"

At this moment, Mo Cheng's face changed drastically as if he had heard something, and he shook his head frantically:

"No, you can't leave me."

"Please, I'm willing to do everything for you!"

"I can't afford to lose you, please!"

"Even if I can't be with you, you don't want to drive me away, okay?"

Inside the empty lounge.

Ink City seems to be really crazy.

He was talking to himself, as if he was arguing with someone.

It went on like this for a few minutes, and Mo Cheng compromised like a deflated ball.

A knife killed the teacher, and he never showed a little pain.

At this moment, he burst into tears and was full of reluctance.

Mo Cheng stepped forward and hugged the doll:

"Biluo, I'm sincere to you."

"So, what you say, I'll listen carefully."

"Since you don't like me here, I'll pick you a new husband. I hope he can love you and cherish you as much as I do. ”

"Don't cry, please. I'm going to find it for you. ”

Dead silence in the room.

Elon's corpse lay on the ground, scarlet blood dripping from the hangers and walls, and Ink City held a crazed-looking puppet with a scarlet mouth and made some strange and bizarre pact.

The whole picture.

Twisted, ominous, grotesque, thriller.

Wiping the tears from his face, Mo Cheng cautiously picked up the doll and put it in his backpack, unaware of the blood on his face and the extremely strong smell of blood on his body.

Grabbed his backpack and ran out of the lounge.

"Mark, do you want a wife?"