When the rose fell, the black tentacles that wrapped around Xia Lingge's body also loosened.

"Senior sister, look behind you."

Si Cheng was about to be deformed by the black tentacles, but he still insisted on stretching out his soft hand and pointing not far away, Xia Lingge looked over and found that the clear and translucent glass mirror had been 'torn' a big crack at some point, and it was as black as it was inside, and nothing could be seen.

"Senpai, this may be the next place for the game." Si Cheng waved his soft hand, and his voice came out intermittently.

On the other side, He Zhinian had already been entangled by the black tentacles, and he couldn't see anything except that the black ball was him.

"Mmmm——!mm

But he is still humming persistently.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

There is no point in consuming any longer.

Xia Lingge held the budding rose in his arms, looked at the two dolls that gradually seemed to be devoured by black tentacles, turned his head, faced the crack formed in the mirror, and walked over without hesitation with his little short legs.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes.

A strong burning sensation suddenly began to burn around his body, and a steady stream of flames flew into the air, staining the sky red as if blood was condensing.

The purgatory on earth is now in full swing.

People who can't stand the pain because of the burning flames on their bodies keep running back and forth, but how can the naturally degraded high-rise buildings have so many shelters, only to ignite more flames, and endless screams.

Xia Lingge's small body seemed unusually small in front of such an unprecedented disaster, she needed to raise her head high to see a small part of the world, and those crazy roaring 'fire people' were extremely tall, as if she would be trampled to death by those disordered steps if she was not careful.

She hugged the budding rose in her arms.

The rose is delicate, it is afraid of fire and cannot be injured.

But what is the task now?

As if sensing her doubts, a person who was burned out fell in front of her in vain, and through the thick flames Xia Lingge could clearly see how this person turned into ashes, and how the light under his eyes dissipated like this.

The budding rose in his arms trembled.

Xia Lingge looked at the roses, and a bold but extremely terrifying thought popped up in his mind - if you want roses to bloom, you need to be watered by life.

She didn't know if this idea was correct, but it was the one she could verify the most, Xia Lingge held the budding rose, walking slowly in this flame hell, and the people who were tortured to death by the flames kept falling beside her, she stood next to the corpse with the rose, like a saint who sent the deceased on the last journey home, and like a devil who was indifferent to the passage of life and used it for herself.

She didn't know how many deaths she saw, and even saw Officer Xiao Zhang, who fell from the building in order to save others, fortunately his doll was kept in her hands from beginning to end, so he didn't need to experience the death of being burned alive to ashes, but unfortunately he didn't escape a piece, he was destined to die, and died for others.

Xia Lingge took small steps to come to Officer Xiao Zhang, Officer Xiao Zhang spat blood and kept his last breath, he saw her, his eyes opened in a daze, his mouth opened slightly and wanted to say something, but the next second he fell silently.

Xia Lingge looked at him, squatted in front of him and stretched out his soft little hand to close his dead eyes.

The rose in her arms bloomed with a petal.

But Xia Lingge suddenly wanted to know where his father was? Is it also like Officer Xiao Zhang, who is endlessly saving others? (End of chapter)