Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Old Woman in Prison
"Bang dang!" With a loud bang, the heavy stone door opened.
Chen Ming was thrown in like a bag of garbage.
His body slammed directly into the wall across the door, letting out a "Bang! There was a bang.
Then it fell to the ground along the wall, and Chen Ming's head scraped against the hard wall and slowly fell to the ground.
A streak of bright red blood was drawn on the wall.
It's "Bang Dang!" again! With a bang, the door of the prison was firmly closed again.
In the corner, a pair of huge wings were tightly wrapped together.
Between the gaps in the wings, there was a pair of bright and cautious eyes, secretly looking at Chenming, who was lying motionless.
After a while, seeing that Chen Ming still did not move, the eyes behind the wings disappeared behind the wings, and the prison was as quiet as silence.
After some time, the wings suddenly fluttered, and the eyes appeared from behind the wings.
But it didn't look at Chenming, who was lying motionless.
Instead, he looked at the wall above Chen Ming's head, because the bright red blood stain on the wall was gone.
There seemed to be dust falling on the walls, silently, and the peeking eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.
As more and more dust fell from the wall, the wall began to shake and become more and more violent.
It seemed like there was something hidden in that wall, struggling to get out of it.
The eyes peeking behind the wings were full of horror. Even the obscured wings trembled.
Suddenly, "Poof! Something seemed to be torn apart, and a cloudy cloud of smoke erupted from the wall.
The smoke gathered and drifted to the front of Chenming. Shaking above Chenming, he seemed to be looking at Chenming.
After a while, the smoke began to billow, as if something was forming inside.
Suddenly, a dry hand came out of the smoke, followed by another hand.
Two exposed hands slapped and waved mechanically in the smoke.
When the smoke cleared, there stood an old woman who was as white as snow.
The old woman is not tall and slightly old, but her waist is straight and her neck is straight, her shoulders are not collapsed, and she seems to be quite tough.
Dressed in a plain dress and long skirt, with a silver silk head, a thin face and clear facial features.
Although the subtle wrinkles on the face can be seen everywhere, they are not graceful.
Although the old woman looked extraordinary, her face was as pale as snow and her eyes were blank.
In just a moment, the old woman turned from real to virtual, and became a virtual shadow, and the virtual shadow was unstable and ready to be scattered at any time.
At this time, the phantom old woman opened her arms, and a thick ghost aura immediately gathered.
As soon as those ghosts gathered into wisps, they drilled into the old woman's body.
The phantom old woman who seemed to be about to disperse immediately stabilized, and gradually changed from phantom to solidified.
But in the blink of an eye, the ghost qi here was absorbed, and there was no more ghost qi to absorb. The phantom that was about to solidify also stopped.
I saw the phantom old woman's mouth move, and shouted "Open!" ”
There was only a rumbling sound, and all the doors of the prison were opened, even the skylights were opened.
The ghost qi outside poured in like a flood, and in an instant, the entire prison was filled.
The old woman raised her head obsessively, and let the ghosts that poured in frantically gather at her.
At this moment, the huge wings in the corner suddenly opened, revealing a naked birdclaw body inside.
Those bright eyes looked at his festering body in amazement.
It was wrapped in a thick ghost aura summoned by the old woman, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It glanced at the old woman who was absorbing the ghostly energy.
The old woman's face began to turn bloody, and there seemed to be a hint of brightness in her eyes.
It turned its head to look at the open prison door. Unable to suppress the joy in his heart, he retracted his wings, opened his paws, and walked cautiously towards the door.
As if afraid of disturbing the old woman, it walked very gently, for fear of making a little noise.
When it crept to the door, spread its wings, and found that the ulcers on its body were half healed.
It looked at the free sky outside the door, sniffed the wind, and felt the surge of power in its wings.
Once again, it looked back at the old woman, who was still intoxicated by the soaking up of the ghost's energy.
But it was now completely solidified, as it had been at the beginning, and its face was rosy.
It turned its gaze to Chen Ming on the ground, who was still motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Its eyes flashed, and it suddenly pounced, picked up Chen Ming on the ground, and rushed out of the door in a few steps.
The huge claws kicked the ground, and the body jumped.
At the same time, his wings were light, and he rolled up a puff of dust, and shot high into the air like arrows.
The old woman in prison was still absorbing the ghost qi that was pouring in.
At the same time, the city on the mountainside also underwent great changes, with houses and palaces collapsing and new houses rising from the ground.
And the people in the compound were panicked one by one, and they were at a loss for a while.
Dong Erpan looked in surprise in the direction of the haunted house that was used as a prison, with an incredible look on his face.
When Chen Ming woke up, he found that he was not in prison, but lying on the bed.
I can't help but wonder in my heart, could it be that Dong'er looked forward to a sudden kindness and didn't put himself in prison?
Chen Ming looked up, there was no one in the house, but when he saw the furnishings in the house, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why did he change his style.
Chen Ming remembered that Dong Erpan's room was extremely luxurious. But it's very simple and plain.
Could it be that I was given to someone else by Dong Dong'er.
Just as Chen Ming was thinking nonsense, the door opened, and a woman walked in from the outside.
The woman looked petite and beautiful, dressed in a thin colored gauze dress, and her curvaceous body loomed.
It's just a pair of colorful huge wings on the back, and even if they are folded up, they form a wing peak higher than the top of the head.
It's like a huge feather fan stuck in the back.
When Chen Ming saw it, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Angel? ”
I died and went to heaven? No, that's the Western world.
If I die, what I see should be bull and horse noodles. Did I die in the Western world?
Just when Chen Ming was thinking nonsense, the woman came to Chen Ming.
Watching Chen Ming make a sound of "chirping, chirping-".
Chen Ming was surprised to find that the woman's beautiful eyes were changing rapidly.
When the woman came, her yellow-brown eyes were not much different from normal human eyes.
But when she looked at herself, the pupils of those eyes instantly dilated, taking up most of the entire eye at once.
The yellow-brown eyes suddenly turned pure black.
In the face of such huge and dark eyes, it was originally very cute and attractive to look at.
But Chen Ming felt hairy in his heart and a little restless.
It's like being magnified dozens of times by the other party in front of you, and you have a feeling of being seen through at a glance.
Just when Chen Ming was at a loss, the voice of "coo, coo, chirp-" was still ringing.
Chen Ming was slightly stunned, was she asking herself?
But I don't understand it, don't angels speak foreign languages? It's not a foreign language either! That's – I'm not dead.
Is this another tribe, or a birdman?