Chapter 230 Moonlight
“Doctor,” the fat man pointed at the noses of the things surrounding him and said, “Do you need me to help you guide these things away?”
The way to survive must be on the stone plate. Related, but what doctors need most now is time.
"No," Jiang Cheng said bluntly: "I need you to help me activate the stone plate."
"Okay."
He used a dagger to cut the fat man's hand open. The fat man only shivered and stopped moving. Then he took a deep breath and pressed his bleeding hand on the stone plate.
In an instant, the red halo that I had seen before suddenly bloomed, covering the stone plate and Fatty Jiangcheng.
The moon in the sky also turned into a blood moon.
The ceremony began.
After seeing the red halo, the eyes of the surrounding monsters turned red, and a touch of human ecstasy filled their protruding eye sockets and eyes covered with white films.
They rushed towards each other, and when they came into contact with the blood-colored barrier, they all fell to the ground as if they had been poisoned.
No, it’s not poisoning!
It felt like acid had been poured on it.
Their skin began to melt away, followed by textured muscles, rolling on the ground in pain, and the thick white bones were exposed bit by bit, and the scene was very bloody.
But the ones behind are still rushing forward.
The joy and madness in his eyes almost overflowed from his eyes.
But Fatty had no time to take care of them, because before his eyes he saw a thin figure appearing on the stone plate.
It’s an old woman!
The old woman released a huge strange thing and swallowed up teammates one after another!
She also appeared.
It seemed that the doctor was right. It was indeed a legacy. The reason why the old woman did not die like her previous teammates was just because she was chosen to be the carrier of the new round of weirdness.
This curse has no solution.
After waves of new "invaders" slaughtered the "aboriginals", they became the "aboriginals" here, and then in pain, waiting for the next wave of invaders to help them escape.
It’s like reincarnation after reincarnation.
It is endless, and the strange creature attached to the old woman is the key to reincarnation.
Now the next reincarnation is about to begin.
"Doctor," the fat man turned his head, "Next" he paused, gritted his teeth again, and then said, "Do you want me to be eaten too?"
Jiang Cheng looked at him and said nothing.
"I understand," the fat man nodded. While retracting his gaze, he jumped up to the stone plate. Blood dripped along the wounds on his hands, along his fingertips, and dripped onto the pure white ground. .
Like a little cinnabar, fainted on the rice paper.
The old woman still had that extremely twisted smile, with her snake-like slender tongue swirling around her lips. Fatty had seen this look before, and she also looked like this when Chenran was eaten.
I just didn’t expect that just one hour later, it would be my turn.
A huge shadow appeared beside the old woman, and the position where her shadow should have been became more and more distorted. Obviously nothing was seen, but a line with horns and a tail was left on the stone plate. huge shadow.
There was something huge and weird right in front of me.
But the fat man can’t see it.
He could even feel the coldness emanating from that thing.
"Goodbye, doctor." The fat man turned his back to the doctor and slowly closed his eyes.
“Goodbye.” Jiang Cheng said softly.
The next second, the fat man's huge body seemed to be suddenly picked up by something. Only his two legs were left struggling in the air for a few times. With a burst of cracking sounds of broken bones and tendons, The legs stopped moving.
Then he was swallowed in one gulp.
After all this was over, the old woman turned her attention to Jiang Cheng again. She licked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction. It seemed that a fat man could not fill her stomach.
Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at the guys who rushed into the blood-colored barrier, their flesh and blood turned into pus, leaving only pale bones, and he couldn't help showing a look of disgust.
It's almost over, and only a dozen monsters are still struggling in the blood.
The next second, Jiang Cheng suddenly smiled. He turned around, looked up and down at the old woman with a face full of longing, and exhaled: "Forget it, it's all easy for you."
< br>Then in front of the old woman and the invisible monster, he destroyed his own eyes with a knife, jumped up on the stone plate.
After a while, the terrifying and abnormal chewing sound sounded again.
But the old woman stopped laughing.
The twisted face was so gloomy that it looked like it could drip water.
One hour ago.
"call"
On a large solid wood carved bed, someone opened his eyes.
He is a good-looking young man with fine bangs spread on his forehead and a temperament as gentle as jade.
A pair of light chestnut eyes are not only not aggressive, but also a bit weak.
It is very similar to the appearance of youth pain literature.
He didn't stand up in a hurry. First he moved his numb neck a few times, then squinted his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling. After a few minutes, he slowly sat up.
Here is a surprisingly large bedroom.
But there is no way to get a glimpse of the identity of the owner of the house, as well as his interests and hobbies.
Because there is almost nothing in the room.
The large bedroom was almost empty except for a bed.
The man left the bed and walked out to the side of the bedroom, where there was a 3-meter-tall double wooden door.
Putting his hand on the handle of the wooden door, the man suddenly smiled, but no one would have thought that such a gentle man would be so ferocious when he smiled.
The corners of his mouth were raised exaggeratedly, revealing a pair of white teeth.
"Creak——"
The wooden door painted with magnificent patterns was pushed open, and a faint light spread like a net. The man squinted his eyes, and there was a huge space outside. More than a dozen rows of specially treated seats are arranged in sequence.
The sad piano sound echoed in my ears.
It's Chopin's Moonlight. It has reached the soothing point at the end of the second chapter, and the tension of the third chapter is about to hit.
There was a grand piano placed about ten meters away in front of him. The quiet stage light shrouded it, and a luxurious atmosphere of the post-Baroque era came to his face.
"Back," after the piano stopped playing, a faint female voice sounded.
Chenran grinned exaggeratedly, tilted his head to look at the woman in front of him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Am I the only one who thinks this song is only suitable for funerals?"
Slender Her fingers jumped on the black and white keys. The woman seemed to be showing off her skills, more like she was passing the time in a meaningless way. "It's all the same to you anyway," the woman said lightly.
The smile on Chenran's lips became more exaggerated.
"Sir, I'm waiting for you," the woman tilted her head to look at him for the first time.
Under the dim light is an ordinary face. The simple dress does not match the expensive piano in front of him. The only thing that matches is the temperament.
"Are you asking about that person?" Chenran raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, and then said with a smile: "Sir, you really care about him." Uh-huh!
(End of this chapter)