Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 448 Death Game
The light from above could not penetrate, and it was dark here.

Ning Ning couldn't see her fingers when she stretched out her hand, until she felt a piece of warmth in her hand, subconsciously, she retracted her hand, "Who?"

There is another person here, and a living person at that.

"and who are you?"

Unexpectedly, it was the voice of a child.

Ning Ning was stunned for a while, "Children?"

A match was lit and a candle was lit.

It is a dirty little boy, about eight or nine years old, with messy gray hair, dried blood on his face, and a lot of dust. His facial features are typical three-dimensional of Westerners His facial features and blue eyes seemed too clear and clean in this lifeless space.

He held half a candle in his hand, and the light shone in his eyes.

With the light, Ning Ning finally knew where the bloody smell came from.

There are corpses everywhere here, and she fell on top of a corpse, some corpses have begun to rot, and the smell is simply disgusting.

Ning Ning hurriedly got down from the corpse, her body was somewhat stained with blood, but she couldn't care less about being clean now, even after seeing so many corpses, Ning Ning calmed down and told herself to calm down, she saw To the boy, asked: "Why are you here?"

"There are monsters." He stared at Ning Ning without blinking his eyes. After a while, he asked, "Are you the god of death?"

"what?"

The boy said in a calm voice: "Black eyes, black hair...you are the same as the god of death in the story, are you here to take me away?"

Ning Ning couldn't help laughing at such a time, "Yes, I am the God of Death, but I have to tell you that now is not the time for me to take you away."

"Then when will you take me away?"

"Let's think about it when you grow up. Now, we have to think about how to survive." Ning Ning stood up, and she reached out to the boy who was huddled in the corner, "Let's leave here together."

The boy looked at Ning Ning's palms, her hands were actually dirty, but when he looked down at his hands, he felt that his hands were dirtier than hers.

Without giving him time to hesitate, Ning Ning had already held his hand and pulled him up. He raised his head in a daze and looked at her profile.

Ning Ning looked up, but there was no foothold when she wanted to climb up, so she could only continue to walk deep into the tunnel. She took the boy by the hand and led him in, asking, "Where are you from this village?" people?"

He answered obediently: "Yes."

Ningning didn't ask his parents, there were so many villagers' corpses piled up there, maybe his parents were among them, she looked down at him, "Then do you know where this tunnel leads to?"

He shook his head, "The front is blocked."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be stuck here forever.

Without taking a few steps forward, Ning Ning really saw a few wooden sticks nailed down firmly sealing the passage.

With so many corpses piled up there, she had reason to suspect that it was where the monster stored food. She didn't know how long the boy had been here, but it was a miracle that he survived, but they still needed to hurry up and get out of here, otherwise The monster came back to eat and none of them escaped.

Feeling the boy's gaze on her, Ning Ning lowered her head again, she squeezed his hand and smiled, "Don't be afraid, didn't you say that I am the god of death? Then I don't want your life, you will live."

He blinked his eyes as blue as the ocean, and gave a shy "hmm".

(End of this chapter)