Thousands of demons fell for me

Song Zhibo's pen hanging on his ear trembled slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "Who is it?"

"Who else but him?"

Wu Yaofei stared at Luo Xingchen nervously, but couldn't hold back his breath after all, and said what he had kept in his heart.

As soon as the accusation came out, the room fell silent for an instant, everyone lowered their breaths, and could only hear the "cracking" of the stove and the howling wind outside the window.

Duan Huali squinted his eyes and glanced at Wu Yaofei, his eyelids drooped, and his slender and dense eyelashes were like crow feathers, covering the eyes below, making it hard to see the expression on his face.

After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Yes or no, just try it and you will know."

He raised his right hand, unhurriedly took off the white leather glove that had been covering his skin, moved his slender fingers slightly, and turned to look at Luo Xingchen, with a gentle smile on his soothing face.

"Don't worry, it's just a small check and there won't be any side effects."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his open palm towards Luo Xingchen.

In the oncoming palm, there is a strange pattern tattooed, shaped like two overlapping feathers, emitting a faint silver halo.

The talisman in Duan Huali's hand should be something similar to the demon mirror.

Luo Xingchen was not a demon, so he had a clear conscience, so naturally he didn't need to dodge, and just sat there quietly.

Seeing that the opponent's palm was about to touch his forehead, he stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Duan Huali was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to the person who suddenly barged in.

Mo Jingyan, who had been sitting silently beside Luo Xingchen, stretched out his hand at this moment, and his knuckle fingers bound Duan Huali's wrist like strong steel bars.

"Touch him, have I agreed?"

Mo Jingyan's expression was cold, his eyes were dark, and his tightly knuckle fingers were about to break the opponent's hand bones.

"Is this necessary?" Duan Huali's face remained unchanged, but his soft eyes were shrouded in a sharp color.

He was not in a hurry to break free, but instead turned his palm inwards and held it directly on Mo Jingyan's forearm.

From the gap between the skins of the two, a thick green smoke rose, and the white halo overflowing from Duan Huali's palm became more and more intense.

Mo Jingyan frowned, his bent fingers loosened slightly, and Duan Huali took his right hand back.

Everyone's nerves were tense because of the sudden scene in front of them, and their vigilant eyes immediately focused on Mo Jingyan.

"Oh it's you."

Duan Huali raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his voice was soft and indifferent, and his silent eyes were secretive.

"Humph."

Mo Jingyan sneered, raised his eyes lazily, his perfunctory eyes were full of contempt.

At this time, he turned on the mocking mode without quibbling, obviously acknowledging his identity as a monster.

"It's time for you to act."

White light surged from Duan Huali's palm, and a silver coin gradually appeared between his two fingers.

His voice was as gentle as ever, but the people in the room could clearly feel the killing intent contained in it.

Luo Xingchen was a little anxious. He knew that Mo Jingyan was a monster, but not a monster that created illusions. He didn't want to witness the tragic situation of Chen Zimu and Mo Jingyan's PK before.

However, Duan Huali's patience was obviously not good enough to give anyone a chance to explain.

Just as Luo Xingchen opened his lips, the silver coin shot towards Mo Jingyan's direction, flying in the air like a flickering aurora, facing the deadly heart.

Mo Jingyan seemed to have no time to dodge, the coin hit his straight chest, and a silver vortex was stirred up in mid-air, like a violently tumbling ocean wave, directly sucking his blurred and distorted body into it.

The silver vortex gathered towards the middle, and a black thing fell from the center of the vortex.

"pat-"

Where Mo Jingyan was originally, there was a pure black card left, which was exactly the same as the black card in Luo Xingchen's hand.

The surrounding scene changes rapidly like a projector turning pages, and in just the blink of an eye, it looks like a waiting room.

"You run really fast." Duan Huali snorted lightly, raised the brim of his hat, and looked at the black card on the ground, "It seems that this is the real ticket."

Luo Xingchen frowned. After all, Mo Jingyan had too many previous convictions, so he couldn't figure out whether it was a real thing or a fake thing this time.

He rewrapped the white silk cloth in his hand, not knowing whether to throw it away or keep it, the thing he pulled out from the ashes with great effort turned out to be a fake.

But why did the real ticket fall out of Mo Jingyan's body inexplicably? Could it be that the shameless monster deceived him again?

Lu Wenji and Wu Yaofei stared at the ticket that fell on the ground, and they hadn't looked away since entering the waiting room, but out of fear of Duan Huali, no one dared to snatch it first.

Guo Yanghao and Song Zhibo's reactions were fairly normal, but they would glance at them from time to time.

Duan Huali seemed to see the meaning in the eyes of several people, raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle and nonchalant tone: "I'm not interested in that ticket, please go ahead."

As soon as this remark came out, the originally tight string broke instantly.

Lu Wenji and Wu Yaofei immediately rushed towards the ticket, they fought each other, pushed and shoved each other, both stumbled and fell to the ground, and wrestled together without any image.

"I'm the eldest brother, give me this ticket first."

"What kind of big brother are you? Why do you take advantage of every good thing? This time it's my turn."

Just when they were so entangled, the old wall clock on the wall suddenly rang, making three deep and depressing beeps.

The wall opposite to the display cabinet disappeared, revealing a long and narrow tunnel hidden behind. Although there were orange tunnel lights on both sides, the light was still very dim.

There was a roar in the distance, and the high-speed train passed by like lightning, and slowly stopped.

There were quite a few passengers sitting in the car, all facing forward with expressionless faces, and through the window, only the profile above the neck could be seen faintly.

The door opened slowly, and the train stayed on the platform for only 1 minute.

Wu Yaofei blushed anxiously, took out a dagger and stabbed it hard at Lu Wenji's chest.

With a muffled sound of "噗嗤", a large amount of bright red blood spurted out with scalding temperature, splashing Wu Yaofei all over his body and face, and the strong smell of blood permeated the air.

Lu Wenji collapsed powerlessly on the ground, his lifeless eyes filled with unbelievable anger and horror.

Even the passengers in the car seemed to be shocked by the sight, their heads turned slightly to this side, and then turned back quickly.

Wu Yaofei took a deep breath, pushed away Lu Wenji's body, grabbed the ticket and stood up from the ground in panic.

"Don't blame me, you forced it."

He shouted tremblingly, rushed towards the direction of the train with a hideous face, and managed to squeeze into the compartment at the last moment when the doors were about to close.

The train started again and moved forward slowly.

"Ha ha……"

Wu Yaofei desperately wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, his hoarse voice could not tell whether he was crying or laughing.

He collected himself, slowly lowered his arms, and wanted to find a seat to sit down, but was shocked to find that all the passengers in the car were looking in his direction in unison.

"Don't look at me like that, I... I'm just acting in self-defense."

Wu Yaofei gritted his teeth and made a trembling sound, he couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly, but his body froze because of the cold touch between his fingers.

As soon as the fingers were loosened, the ticket fell to the ground with a crisp "ding dong".

He looked down, and the black card turned into a silver coin, and the metal surface exuded a cold white light.

"This……"

Before he could react to what happened, all the passengers in the car had already stood up, their scarlet eyes looked like a beast that had found its prey.

"Don't, don't come here."

Wu Yaofei subconsciously stretched his hand into his pocket, and he had already inserted the only dagger that could be used for self-defense into Lu Wenji's chest.

The passengers in the car gathered towards him from all directions, tore his body into pieces with their slender nails and sharp teeth, and swallowed him piece by piece.

The blood spattered out stained the transparent car windows red, and the screams were quickly drowned out by the sounds of biting and chewing.

The incident happened in just a few seconds, and the carriage hadn't left yet. All the people on the platform witnessed this horrifying scene.

"How could this be?"

Guo Yanghao's expression was a little dull because of the excessive shock. The people who got on the bus with the tickets before obviously left without incident.

"Perhaps the smell of blood stimulated those monsters to act earlier." Duan Huali lowered his eyelids, the light in his eyes was dim, he pondered for a moment, and then continued, "I heard you said that many people left with train tickets. station……"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "But as far as I know, none of the people who disappeared on this train left alive so far."

The understatement instantly shattered all the hopes Guo Yanghao had held so far.

He always thought it was because of his dark face, but now he realized that even if he got a ticket and boarded the train, he would end up becoming the food of those monsters.

Looking up, the notice board with the words "survive" beside the double-opening wooden doors is particularly dazzling, obviously from the very beginning, no way of life was left for the people on the platform.

Guo Yanghao strode to the door, took the notice board off the wall, and smashed it on the ground forcefully. Just as he was about to lift his foot to crush it, the dense blood characters on the back of the notice board were engraved into his eyes.

[It is impossible to survive! 】

The distorted red letter completed the unfinished sentence in the middle of the notice board.

Surrounding this sentence, there are other words written in a criss-cross pattern, almost dyeing the entire whiteboard red.

【Go to hell, die to me all. 】

Guo Yanghao froze in place, his face pale with shock.

Song Zhibo next to him also stepped forward, squatted down and lowered his head to silently study the blood characters. While reading, he traced the edge of the handwriting with his fingers, muttering softly, not knowing what he was talking about. .

Although Luo Xingchen stood relatively far away, those words were too obvious, and the word "death" was everywhere at a glance.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

If the monster's obsession is to want everyone in the illusion to die, then what else can be resolved?

"Don't be afraid."

A hand suddenly covered his shoulder from behind, without that layer of cold leather, the scorching heat directly burned onto his skin through his clothes.

Turning his head sideways in response, Duan Huali walked behind him at some point, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, his face was obviously soft, but there was always an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Those silver-gray pupils that were smiling were not lively, they were as silent as two deep wells.

"With me here, there is nothing to worry about." Duan Huali's smile remained unchanged, his fingers were slightly folded, and his voice was as soft as a fluffy snowflake.

Luo Xingchen felt the force on his shoulders slowly tightening, and what did not match the soft voice was the aggressive eyes of the other party.