Chapter Seventy-Six: The Circus on the Other Side (30)

As soon as the darkness turned, the cold sweat wet the backs of the three of them.

Although I didn't look back, I could feel the coldness behind me.

It was the hunter's cold gaze at his prey, like a sharp sword, piercing through the chest and piercing the heart.

The three of them glanced at each other and felt that something was wrong, which should be the reason why Jin Wuwu couldn't open the door.

"Scatter."

The three of them quickly dispersed, and Yuan Qingli ran forward, bypassing the big tree, and glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

The black world, where you ran is completely gone, except for darkness, only darkness.

The heart moved at will, and Yuan Qingli half-squatted.

There seemed to be a hidden weapon scraped overhead, and the big tree next to him had an extra hole at the height of his heart.

The hole in the pierced tree began to corrupt.

The wood gradually turned into a liquid, slowly forming a drop of viscous amber and falling to the ground.

Yuan Qingli was shocked in her heart, what kind of attack is this!

Without a trace, if you weren't alert, I'm afraid your chest would be broken.

Shout.

Yuan Qingli rolled forward in embarrassment.

The ground that had just been squatted was also a deep pit the size of a coin.

Yuan Qingli's eyes became cold, Fang Cai came head-on, and now it is descending from the sky, where is the other party sacred.

Shout.

Yuan Qingli was shrewd again.

Shout.

Not good, there are still behind you.

The voice was getting louder and louder.

Yuan Qingli could see the sound waves that turned into substance pass through his head.

Boom.

Yes!

A man dressed in black mist walked up to him, saying that people were not appropriate, more like a puddle of mud like a snail.

The black mist on his body turned into a viscous asphalt-like liquid, which rolled on the ground like a tire, and slack.

Yuan Qingli wanted to escape, but found that she was paralyzed.

I can't even move my eyelids.

The black mist slowly approached, and as it stood, the viscous liquid wriggled and dented, turning into a large mouth.

Finished.

The black mist smelled of rotten eggs and swallowed Yuan Qingli's head.

Yuan Qingli opened her eyes, and the dim world outside finally disappeared under the tip of her nose.

In the darkness, she saw a little light, approaching with a blinding light.

That's, a hammer.

Yuan Qingli's eyeballs couldn't stop dilating, this may be the only organ she can move except for her heartbeat.

The awl stopped three minutes above Yuan Qingli's forehead.

Then there was another light.

A hammer.

The hammer fell, and the force sank without mercy.

"Ahh A cry rose from the heart, and a sharp pain fell from the forehead.

"Yikes!" The other party is skilled, but after two clicks, Yuan Qingli felt that there was no warmth on the top of his head.

It's as cold as a hat taken off in a short hair shawl on a cold winter day.

Her skull was opened.

Yuan Qingli seemed to smell his brain between red and white, and when his pulse beat violently, it seemed that a boiling hot pot was bubbling hot.

It's light again!

A premonition of horror.

Yuan Qingli knew that this light was about to be her end.

Sure enough, it was a soup spoon.

The soup spoon touched his brain, and Yuan Qingli's tremor came from the depths of his soul.

The soup spoon did not pity the fragrance and cherished the jade, and scooped it down directly......

"Tut-tut."

Yuan Qingli heard the sound of smashing the bar to taste the delicious....

It was as if she had been thrown into the abyss.

Indescribable creepiness and despair.

"Ahh

In a trance, the world in front of me was restored.

No hammers and spoons, no rolling black mist, strange people.

But Yuan Qingli was like a deflated balloon.

Collapsed on the ground, with a splitting headache.

It was difficult to get up, and my whole body was like a sauna, soaking wet and cold.

Yuan Qingli reached out and touched the top of his head, panting heavily, the heavenly spirit cover was still there.

Was it a nightmare?

Holding on to the corner of the wall, I finally saw the bright red.

The faint aroma sneaks into the nasal cavity with the wind, the sharp pain shatters, and the bits and pieces disappear.

"Yuan ...... Is it you? There was a hard murmur behind him.