Zheng Xiu returned to the dark sex dungeon alone.

The heart sank, and I entered the heart prison.

A deep, boundless gray mist swam like tentacles, isolated from the fence.

Without any delay, Zheng Xiu sat on the white bone chair, on the table, [Zheng Baimei] opened his eyes.

"Desperate, huh?"

He really didn't panic.

Zheng Xiu smiled coldly, and the other party said "monster" to Fengbei, which completely ignited Zheng Xiu's anger.

Thinking of the bits and pieces with Fengbei along the way, he knew that Fengbei was just a kind-hearted little girl who had suffered misfortune, and she should not bear these criticisms.

Humans seem to be such creatures that look at the "other" differently.

This is called "discrimination".

Looking down, Zheng Xiu noticed something strange.

"What's going on?"

To the south of the center, about the Shuzhou area, the mini puppet representing the [Fengbei Post Station] flickered and disappeared, as if it would disappear at any time.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiu's heart was shocked.

Something happened to Fengbei?

That's impossible.

Zheng Xiu didn't hesitate to poke his finger at Feng Bei's face.

If you want to come directly as an ancestor, you can start the self-destruct ultimate.

However.

Failed.

Zheng Xiu, who is familiar with the road, was outside the gate of [Post Station Fengbei] for the first time and ate a closed door.

A pitch-black vortex has just been formed, and the black door representing "teleportation" flickered inside.

"Something happened to Fengbei!"

Zheng Xiu's heart sank, and he couldn't directly teleport to the [Post Station], so that Zheng Xiu was almost sure of this.

"She's in the Devil?"

Zheng Xiu suddenly thought of a possibility.

If the Inhuman's own "ghost snake" is covered by another "ghost snake", will it have an effect similar to "signal shielding"?

On the way down the mountain, Zheng Xiu actually sneaked a touch of the picture scroll behind Feng Bei.

His move at that time also caused Feng Bei to turn his head and glance at a strange gaze.

She didn't know Zheng Xiu's plans.

According to Zheng Xiu's own experience, if there is really an endophytic ghost in that painting, as long as he touches it, he can generate "ghost coordinates" on the game table, and get a hint of "finding such and such a ghost".

But no.

Now that [Post Station Fengbei] has been blocked, Zheng Xiu can only speculate that the painting does hide ghosts, but if you want to enter, you can't take the ordinary way, you have to take an unusual road.

It seems that the signal of [Post Station Fengbei] is indeed blocked, so as to explain this phenomenon.

"What should I do?"

Fengbei is thousands of miles away in Shuzhou, and he is in the imperial city at the moment, and he can't reach it.

Stand up, sit down, stand up, sit down.

After a few sit-ups, Zheng Xiu quickly calmed down, and after a while, he changed to an avatar.

is still a macho painter.

The finger poked at the mini puppet Feng Bei's face again, and this time, the gray mist vortex was generated, and the pitch-black door was much more stable than the last time.

A thin line that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye connects [Zheng Shan] with [Fengbei].

Well?

What's that thin thread?

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

[You will forcibly enter the 'Post Station Fengbei'. 】

Zheng Xiu didn't have time to wonder for too long, and then his eyes went dark, and a whirlwind of heaven and earth struck, and his consciousness was swept into the vortex and entered the black door.

……

Shuzhou.

Generaltown.

The dawn is coming.

"Hahahaha-"

The mood of the virtual mouse at the moment can be described as a big ups and downs, big ups and downs, and finally took off high.

Falling from the roof, the virtual rat cautiously approached the scroll that had fallen to the ground.

In front of him, there is no Fengbei.

There is no more of that stranger.

The eyes of the virtual mouse looking at the picture scroll could not hide his enthusiasm and excitement, he had been looking forward to all these years, and what he was looking forward to was Fengbei's death.

The Lord of the Night once said that under certain coincidences, there is a possibility that Inhumans and non-Inhumans who follow the same path kill each other, and there is a possibility of "seizing strange things".

The premise is that he needs to be approved by the "executioner's trick".

Thaumaturgists walk the doorway, and most people live their lives without knowing the doorway they are taking, and who the path ends at.

As the saying goes, ignorance is a blessing, and not knowing is the best, after all, the "aliens" of a door path are unique, and there are thousands of people who walk the same path in the world, and no one is worse than anyone.

But on the contrary, the virtual rat walked the [executioner] path, and he also knew that Fengbei was a "stranger" who was born to stand in the depths of the [executioner] path.

In other words, if he has no other opportunities in this life, he will deign to the feet of "Fengbei", and he will not be able to turn over in his life.

This has become the heart disease of the virtual rat.

Many years ago, the moment the virtual rat knelt down in front of Fengbei and begged for mercy regardless of his dignity, the virtual rat had already deeply understood this.

He personally experienced the horror of Fengbei, as well as the powerlessness and fear from the bottom of his heart when facing Fengbei.

When Feng Bei single-handedly tore the lower string Lu into pieces, the virtual rat thought that he was dead.

Ran Feng turned around, and Fengbei disappeared.

"Hahaha! I won! Worthy of the Night Lord! I see! ”

The picture scroll of the virtual mouse walking to the ground, making an irrepressible laugh as he walked, the majestic mountain called "Fengbei" pressed in his heart for too long, and the laughter of the virtual mouse seemed to be expressing the depression and anger of these years.

At this point, the virtual rat finally understood the arrangement of the Night Lord.

It didn't matter who came or who died.

The important thing is that Feng Bei carried the picture scroll on his back and made a move.

This matter is both sad and gratifying.

Sadly, including Gu Qiutang, Jun Buxiao, and Zhou Bazhi, all of them are the "bait" of the night lord.

The good news is that the person who ended up becoming the bait was not him.

"Stop!"

After some inner struggle, Dou Ji always felt that the virtual mouse looked like a "villain" at the moment, thinking of the experience in the Xiangu Temple, he couldn't believe that Fengbei was swallowed by the cannibal painting like this. Dou Ji shouted angrily as he rushed forward to compete for the picture scroll, and the pages of the book turned and the lines that Dou Qi had already written were pronounced.

Words fluttered beside him, turning into his superb thaumaturgy.

"Facts aside, isn't there a little bit wrong with being so arrogant?"

Rumble!

Words turned into power, like a heavy punch, invisible and colorless, blasting towards the virtual rat.

"Are you really going to rebel?"

The virtual rat was in front of the horizontal knife, and was repelled a few steps by an impact, and was slightly surprised that this kid still had some means, so he bullied forward and fought with the fighting hedgehog.

The fighting hedgehog walked the [literati] doorway, all the thaumaturgy was in the book, and the virtual rat was also a ruthless man with blood on his hands before he went incognito, and he beat the fighting hedgehog to the ground in a few strokes.

"I don't know how to lift!"

The saw-like heavy soldier of the virtual rat left a bloody wound behind the hedgehog, and the blood flowed.

The virtual mouse never put the hedgehog in his eyes, he stepped on the hedgehog, looked at the wound on the back of the hedgehog, and used the blade in front of the hedgehog, dragging and pulling, the hedgehog was like a baby's hand-copied book, turning into a page scattered. Dou Ji watched in a daze as the book he had worked so hard to copy for a long time was torn apart by a virtual rat, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

Stepping on the back of the head of the hedgehog and pressing the hedgehog to the ground, the virtual mouse sneered: "If you are honest, I don't want to embarrass your junior, but you don't know how to lift and lose your life, no wonder others." The virtual rat lowered his voice and laughed, "Do you know what my thaumaturgy is?" ”

The face of the dou hedgehog, which had been repeatedly wounded, was hit hard again, and he was trampled on the ground and could not make a sound.

"The wound left by my knife bleeds from the end. Have you ever seen someone kill a chicken? When killing a chicken, a knife will be used to cut the throat of the chicken and bleed, the chicken will first scream in pain and struggle, as the blood flows more and more, the chicken will twitch, and finally it will get colder and colder...... Ga! That's all, no! ”

The virtual mouse said, ignoring the trembling and frightened fighting hedgehog, and carefully picked up the scroll.

Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out out of thin air, flashed, and the scroll disappeared into thin air.

Chu Susu held his hands in his arms and stumbled out.

The road ahead was blocked by a shadow wall, and Chu Susu ran around in the strange space like a blind fly, but could not find an exit.

The virtual mouse walked on the street like a cat catching a mouse, caught up with Chu Susu, and kicked Chu Susu to the ground from behind.

Chu Susu spat blood from his mouth, and the picture scroll fell out of his arms.

This time, the virtual mouse was not fooled, and tied the picture scroll behind his back, steadily.

"Burglary?"

The virtual rat saw the path of Chu Susu at a glance, and was surprised, picked up the sawtooth broadsword, and slashed at Chu Susu's back.

"I didn't expect you to stand on her side after seeing the ominous nature of that monster Fengbei with your own eyes. From today on, there will be no more strangers named 'Fengbei' in the world! I, Liang Yuan, will become a real 'executioner' alien! ”

"Really?"

Suddenly.

A cold and indifferent voice sounded behind the virtual rat.

Chu Susu turned around when she heard the sound and saw a scene that made her extremely frightened.

I saw that the picture scroll behind the virtual mouse suddenly opened an illusory whirlpool, and the majestic figure descended from the whirlpool, pressing on the virtual mouse like a fierce man.

Click!

The illusory figure quickly solidified, and when the virtual mouse turned back in shock, the macho man reached out and twisted the virtual mouse's neck behind his back.

It was the head that should have been facing forward, and the macho man twisted it, turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and reached the back of his belly.

The neck is broken.

The macho man's puzzled face was reflected in the gradually spreading pupils of the virtual rat.

"What's that? So crispy? ”

Zheng Xiu thought that he would be anxious for a while, but he didn't expect to see the neck of the virtual mouse as soon as he came up, and just heard the virtual mouse make a jumping anti-declaration, Zheng Xiu didn't hesitate to twist it, and it was neat.

No, it's a coincidence, the location that appeared is just right, and it's very convenient.

The virtual rat is dead, half of the face is incredible, half of the face is insolent, but it is a famous painting worth recording.

"In the future, you can try to draw some 'kill close-ups', maybe you can increase your experience value a lot."

Zheng Xiu appeared from the painting, the virtual mouse fell to the ground softly, Zheng Xiu had a strange "resurrection" thaumaturgy to prevent the thaumaturgist, chopped a few feet on the corpse of the virtual mouse, and completely crushed the head and chest, Zheng Xiu silently picked up the picture scroll.

A series of changes made Chu Susu stunned, and at this moment she didn't have time to thank and ask questions, and pointed to Zheng Xiu's body in surprise.

"Uncle Zheng, your body ......"

At this moment, in Chu Susu's eyes, Zheng Xiu's body was like a candle flame that was about to be extinguished, suddenly becoming real, and suddenly becoming transparent, as if it would disappear at any time.

When Zheng Xiu held the scroll tightly, his body condensed a little.

"Fengbei is in the painting!"

Zheng Xiu tied the scroll tightly behind him, and he felt a faint "connection" coming from the painting.

Push a science bigwig's book.

(End of chapter)