God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

"My stomach...my stomach hurts..."

"It hurts……"

The girl cried bitterly as she pulled her two limp arms out of the gap between the chains, lowered her head and slapped the chains wrapped around her body, sobbing miserably.

"..."

Yang Jingshu subconsciously followed her words and looked down, and sure enough she saw a large red to black blood stain in the gap where the chain was wrapped.

Yang Jingshu was silent for a few seconds, and finally released the chain, took a few steps back, and leaned against the corner of the wall behind the door.

After the chains were released, Yang Jingshu finally saw the whole body of the girl in front of her.

Although her head and body were completely twisted, there was a huge gap on both sides of the girl's waist. Through the gap, she could even see the bed covered by white cloth not far away...

bed?

Yang Jingshu patted her head hard and squinted at the bed not far away.

Is there something wrong with her eyes? Otherwise, why would I feel like there is someone else on the bed...

Just when Yang Jingshu was confused, the girl who had been released from the chain suddenly appeared in front of Yang Jingshu, but in just a moment, she was very close.

Yang Jingshu's pupils shrank, and when she was subconsciously preparing to strangle the other person, she saw the girl's head suddenly and completely broken, with black and red blood spurting out along the fracture. If Yang Jingshu hadn't dodged quickly, she would have been splashed all over her face.

"My stomach hurts so much..."

The girl's head rolled to the ground, and she kept repeating the same sentence.

At the same time, Yang Jingshu heard the footsteps of several people walking at the same time outside the door, and her headache became more severe.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, the girl in front of him continued to shout.

Even Yang Jingshu almost cursed out of control. Fortunately, she suppressed it at the last moment.

Just when Yang Jingshu was about to gag the girl, a slightly hasty footsteps suddenly stopped at the door.

"This, this, this..."

Yang Jingshu heard someone's urgent cry, and the next second the door was pushed open by someone.

Yang Jingshu: "..."

Lu Ying outside the door was obviously stunned for a few seconds, but as the footsteps not far away got closer and closer, she had no time to say anything, turned around and gently closed and locked the door.

Yang Jingshu bit the soft flesh on the inside of her cheek, and frowned after regaining consciousness:

"you--"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the familiar female voice whispering on Lu Ying's shoulder.

"Huh? Yang Da?"

Yun Feiduo, who was still transformed into a little white cat, stood on Lu Ying's shoulder, her pupils round and round, like beautiful crystal beads:

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be here too..."

"..." Yang Jingshu looked at the little white cat and hesitated for a few seconds. Her dizzy and painful brain stagnated for a moment, and she struggled to extract the identity of the "little white cat" from her memory.

"Yun, Feiduo?"

Yun Feiduo was pleasantly surprised: "Yes, yes, we even passed the dungeon together!"

Yang Jingshu smiled subconsciously and nodded: "It's a coincidence."

As she said this, she glanced at Lu Ying in front of her. She always felt that he looked a little strange, but if she really wanted to say something, she couldn't seem to say it——

"what?"

Yang Jingshu's thoughts were suddenly disrupted by Yun Feiduo. She jumped off Lu Ying's shoulder and did not notice Lu Ying's pupils suddenly widening due to fright.

"Why does she look exactly like the person on the hospital bed?"

Yun Feiduo squatted next to the girl's body with a broken head, gently touched the other person's face with her paws, and quickly retracted her paws due to the cold.

Exactly the same?

Yang Jingshu and Lu Ying were stunned, and at the same time looked at the "person" covered by the white cloth on the bed.

At some point, the white cloth that had been covering her was lifted, revealing a face that looked exactly like the girl's.

Her eyes were staring hard, the skin around her eye sockets was cold and hard as death, blue and pale, and her lips were bruised. Just looking at her face, one could understand that she died in an extremely miserable manner.

After the three people's eyes were focused on the bed at the same time, the girl on the ground who kept shouting in pain also stopped her voice. Her lifeless eyes gradually closed, and finally disappeared without a trace on the spot.

Yun Feiduo was startled, and subconsciously licked his own flesh pads, seeming to realize something. There was an emotion similar to intolerance on the cat's face.

"Do you want to tell others about your pain?"

Yang Jingshu, who was "getting along" with the girl the closest, was a little silent. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes tiredly.

"Maybe," Yang Jingshu whispered, "She didn't do anything other than cry out in pain."

From the beginning to now, apart from being a little scary at the beginning, the girl has really never done anything.

Lu Ying turned her head slightly when she heard the words. She glanced at the pale Yang Jingshu, pondered for a moment, walked to the other person and raised her hand to pat her shoulder.

The latter's body stiffened, and he subconsciously wanted to throw away Lu Ying's hand, but resisted.

Lu Ying didn't seem to feel it, and said to himself: "Don't think so much, we should be through the level soon."

As someone who was familiar with Qin Mei, Lu Ying roughly guessed something when he saw that Fang Ran was not around Yang Jingshu.

Fang Ran will not die, and if he is not here now, it is probably due to some accident.

Moreover... He Ziyun's appearance seemed to be too little.

Lu Ying thought of this and slowly retracted his hand, feeling slightly worried.

Yang Jingshu didn't notice that the other person's thoughts were empty. She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes at the other person's hand that had just been placed on her shoulder, and moved her eyes thoughtfully away from the black gloves the other person was wearing.

You also wear gloves in the dungeon... Is it due to personality or other reasons?

On the other side, after Yun Feiduo finished licking the flesh pad, he suddenly realized that he had just touched the girl's face with his paw, and his movements froze.

Immediately, she was ready to "bah bah bah", but before she could say "bah", a gloved hand covered her mouth.

The unavoidable fishy smell from the previous killing of ghosts remained on the gloves, but Yun Feiduo gradually calmed down.

Lu Ying held the unresisting little white cat in front of his chest, looked at Yang Jingshu who looked slightly embarrassed by the wall, and made a "shh" gesture:

"Stop talking about it now," Lu Ying walked to the blind corner of the room, stopped, and whispered:

"They're coming."

Yang Jingshu nodded slightly, stretched out her hand to push back the broken hair on her forehead, and squeezed her body into the corner.

"Clap."

After it was completely quiet, the messy sound of leather shoes on the ground was extremely clear. Judging from the sound alone, at least five people had to be facing up to make such a movement.

In the corridor, Huang Yongxin, who was wearing a white coat, led several men dressed like himself to the room deep in the corridor.

He lowered his head and slowly pulled up the gloves on his hands, and slowly raised his head to look at the door not far away. The eyes under the lenses showed a frightening indifference:

"By this time, the heart should have almost grown..."