Chapter 1101 The Demon Seed is Natural (135)
The strange sound slowly descended from the beams of the room, approaching the innermost bed like a slimy snake.
The person on the bed was sleeping peacefully, lying on his back and breathing evenly. Before falling asleep, he was holding a light blue spiritual stone in his hand.
In the darkness, those sinister and greedy eyes stared at the spirit stone. As they wandered around, a wisp of black breath slowly flowed down the direction of the beam.
For a time, the room that was originally dark, after being enveloped by this black air, now became more and more dense and deep, which could not be dissolved. The pressure and dark air was like a heavy quilt, covering the entire head, that even The sound of breathing gradually became slower.
In the darkness, Qingsang opened his eyes.
She slept by the window. After opening her eyes, she quietly looked over and saw a dark shadow standing next to the bed against the wall. It was huge and twisted. It was hard to see what it was. It seemed like a ball of black air. The body was swaying back and forth like thin smoke, and the faint sound of water could be heard vaguely.
Qingsang felt something was wrong.
I thought it was just a trick played by some people in the lower world who were blind to money, but now it seems that it is more than that.
The black figure in the room was definitely not from the Six Realms. The thick, smoke-like black air seemed to be alive. It crazily penetrated into his nose and mouth, as if he had swallowed a bowl of chili pepper water. This black air seemed to be alive. The air burned inside her body, her nose and mouth hurt terribly, and even her breathing became extremely rapid and painful.
Qingsang frowned, sat up suddenly, turned over and got out of bed, and was about to pounce on the black shadow.
Zhou Ye was still on the bed. This thing was very weird. If he wanted money, it would be best to just give it to him.
Qingsang rushed towards her, but unexpectedly, the black shadow in front of her dispersed like smoke. When they came together again, her eyes were as thick as ink and she couldn't even see her fingers. Don't talk about anything, she He couldn't even feel his hand in front of him. The pungent and depressing breath coming from all directions made her suffocate, like a fish out of water. This kind of breath is a substance that is completely opposite to spiritual energy. If she is exposed here for a while, she will feel more haggard and weak. .
"If you want spiritual stones, I'll give them to you!!"
Qingsang shouted, the pain in his throat was so severe that he could hardly open his eyes. Qingsang simply closed his eyes and held his breath, groping with his feet.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, I have discovered something better, such a strong aura, don't move, don't move, I will do it gently, let me eat you quickly"
The voice was gloomy and hoarse, as if it had been soaked in a rotten and dark place for millions of years. When he spoke, a rotten, rich and extremely stinky breath filled the air. Along with the ugly laughter that became more and more successful and arrogant, the green mulberry screen He took all his breath, stopped speaking, and began to groping in a hurry.
The house is only so big, so don't panic or get confused by this little trick.
Can't see it, but can still hear it.
After Qingsang calmed down, he could hear the extremely subtle wind sound coming from not far away from the left hand side, where was the window.
As I followed that direction and my pace quickened, I suddenly heard a "sizzling" sound similar to that of fat meat being roasted on a fire. As the sound became clearer, there was a sharper and harsher sound right after it. The screams sounded.
Qingsang's heart was shaken, and her face turned pale when she suddenly realized that the voice was not Zhou Ye's.
(End of chapter)