The Great Lake of Shadows Stirred Waves, and the Smiling Statues buried deep in the depths of despair turned, their eyes full of blood and tears looking at the Flesh Immortals.

The flesh and blood fairy with flesh and blood as the core escaped the siege of fate through various incredible ways, resurrected in Gao Ming, and became the only living ghost god in Hanhai.

Eight arms pierced through the Black Lake, grabbing the black-and-white photograph that was sucking something from the idol.

A thin photo weighs as much as a thousand pounds, blood vessels burst out of the eight arms of the flesh fairy, and the four grimaces are ecstatic and hideous, screaming to pick up the photo.

The black lake is surging, and all the shadows seem to be pressed on the flesh and blood ghosts, and those damaged gods actually have jealousy in their eyes when they look at him, and he makes the gods jealous and hateful!

"It's mine, whether it's in a dream or outside a dream, it's mine!"

A familiar voice came from a corner of the torture room, and both Situ An and Gao Ming, who were bound, heard it.

"Who's talking? Is it congratulations? Or flesh fairy? ”

The colorful patterns on the walls of the torture room appeared on the skin of the flesh fairy, and countless torture instruments vibrated like a hundred birds chirping in the morning phoenix.

The Flesh Fairy went all out, flipping the black-and-white photo of the sunken lake before more idols could awaken.

Gao Ming and Xuan Wen finally saw the pattern on the photo, which was set against the backdrop of a blood-colored city, and there were thirteen survivors hiding in the entire city.

Situ An, who wore the epaulettes of the director of the Hanhai Investigation Bureau, stood in front of his mother's grave, his body was the clearest, but it had completely turned black and white, and he became one with the city.

Xia Yang, who was holding a paintbrush and wearing a knitted sweater, sat in the classroom, he lazily painted his corpse, what is more special is that his body and Situ An are already black and white, but the self he painted has various colors, which is incompatible with the Blood City.

Then there is the god of Jingtuo that Gao Ming had seen in the Eastern District Investigation Bureau, the bewitching-looking man, he seems to have a very serious cleanliness habit, standing in the bath to wash his body, but there is no water in the bath at all, all the blood flowing out of the shower and faucet is blood, the more he cleans himself, the thicker the blood on his body accumulates.

Looking closely, Gao Ming also found himself in the photo, the bus to the tunnel was full of students' bodies, and he was the only one in the class who was still alive.

Strangely enough, judging by his size, the surviving student was him, but his face in the photo was blurry, and he was the only one of the thirteen survivors who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Situ An and Xia Yang are both dead, so they have merged with the Blood City and lost their color, and the other eleven people are still alive?" Gao Ming didn't expect to see himself in Situ An's last hidden posthumous photo: "This photo is set in the background of the Blood City, which is the Hanhai after being completely invaded by the Shadow World?" The thirteen of us are the thirteen parents chosen by the shadow world? ”

In the future that Gao Ming had experienced, Situ An became the director of the General Investigation Bureau, and was the most powerful person in Hanhai; Xia Yang controlled the strange talk player and was Situ An's biggest enemy, and the two sides fought without a win.

Judging from the performance of these two people alone, it can be roughly judged that the other eleven people are not fuel-efficient lamps.

"If you kill the other twelve people, will you become the master of Hanhai?" Xuan Wen suddenly spoke: "After all, there are only thirteen of you survivors in that photo. ”

Gao Ming didn't think about controlling the city, he was more concerned about the title of survivor: "If everyone in Hanhai is living in a dream, is it only the thirteen of us who are awake?" ”

"If you think about it this way, you thirteen cannibalism should be what fate wants to see the most, is this also a script that fate wrote for you?" Xuan Wen and Gao Ming haven't discussed anything yet, and the flesh and blood ghosts and gods have gone completely crazy.

He is completely out of the control of the high life, and his actions are not affected by the high life in any way, like a villain who has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and suddenly finds an exit to regain his freedom.

Ignoring any hiding and disguise, he didn't even care about the harm that the black and white photo might bring to himself, and couldn't wait to open his mouth.

The four grimaces also represent the contradictory personality of the flesh fairy, who are scrambling to swallow the photo.

The strongest death phase is the most ferocious, and the evil phase and desire phase are not humble, seeing that the life of Gong Xi's representative is a little backward, Gao Ming directly broke free from Xuan Wen's hand and rushed towards the flesh and blood ghosts.

Compared to the most primitive flesh and blood immortals, Gao Ming must trust congratulations more.

The dusty black and white photos were forcibly dug up, the twisted ribbons of faith were torn off, and the clay sculptures of the evil gods with average strength were crushed by the flesh and blood fairies at this moment, but there were also some damaged gods that began to show all kinds of strange signs. Their clay sculptures are "activating" and are becoming more and more human-like.

Grabbing the chains in his hands, there was no fear in Gao Ming's eyes, and he climbed directly onto the huge body of the flesh and blood ghost god.

No one but him would dare to do such a thing, and the Flesh Fairy would never allow anyone to stand on him.

The Death Phase, exuding a terrifying death intent, managed to knock the other heads away, and as he greedily bit into the picture, a chain strangled it from behind.

Gao Ming's gamble is that the flesh and blood fairy will not kill him, and it is possible for the other party to target anyone, but at this stage, it will only not hurt Gao Ming.

"You are born again in my heart, and that is a part of me, and you should act according to a will."

Under the intervention of Gao Ming, the congratulatory representative swallowed the most special black and white posthumous photo.

The remnants nourished by the clay sculptures of countless gods fell into the body, and the flesh and blood ghosts and gods changed in an instant, and the body became even taller, as if he was one with the city under his feet, and it was as if he had become a blood city.

All cause and effect were cut off, and the world in the eyes of the flesh and blood fairy seemed to have changed, and what he saw in his eyes seemed to be the world after waking up from a dream.

Not only the damaged gods around them, but even the other three grimaces showed envy, these dead "gods" seemed to have lived in the world after waking up, and because of some changes, they would become like this.

An eerie clay figurine's eyes opened, and they turned around in a smile, as if to devour the flesh fairy alive.

Gao Ming stood on the shoulders of the flesh ghost god, his heart pounding wildly, and it would take some time for the flesh fairy to fully understand the most special black and white photo, after all, it seemed to be a posthumous photo of a city.

"Bang!"

Sharp claws pierced the flesh membranes, and with the cooperation of the patients and the force outside the flesh wall, a hole was torn open in the weakest part of the intestine.

A piercing scream rang out, followed by a dense curse crawling into the flesh walls.

Before the patients could run out, they were knocked back into their intestines.

"It's a big battle."

The leader of the third security team dragged the coffin in his left hand and a piece of wall on his right shoulder, blocking the gap.

(End of chapter)