Sword Intent Ling Ran

Xiao Mohan looked at the pool of blood in front of him, and tried to penetrate his spiritual thoughts. I don't know how this pool of blood was formed. When his spiritual thoughts penetrated, it was like falling into a dead quagmire, without emerging Half a rippling, nothing can be detected, as if the blood pool in front of him is just a stone or a tree, if Xiao Mohan doesn't look at it with the naked eye, but checks it with his mind, I'm afraid he will feel that there is nothing in front of him. Step on it directly.

He pondered for a while, and tried to step on the blood pool, but as soon as he stepped on the water of the blood pool, he felt that his feet were heavy, and his spiritual power stagnated, and he was about to be sucked in by the blood pool.

Xiao Mohan thought about it for a while, and had to give up. After all, he was just a swordsman. It would be easy to destroy it violently, but he didn't know where to start when he figured out what it was.

So instead of wasting time studying the blood pool on this floor, he turned around and said to Xiaowei: "Come with me, let's go to other places to have a look."

"But Sister Mo Ling, Director Xu, they are all in the blood pool, why don't you fish them up to see what's going on?" Xiaowei suppressed his nausea and looked at his companions in the blood pool. For some reason, she always I feel that the people sleeping in the blood pool are the real crew members.

"They were kept in Building B. If I forcibly break through the blood pool, it will only speed up their death. What remains here are only their bodies, and their souls are still on the thirteenth floor above." Xiao Mohan explained: "This should be the hinterland of Building B. If it realizes that we have been here, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Mohan's voice fell, the corridor on the thirteenth floor began to twist and deform. The original snow-white walls gradually twisted and closed, turning into a flesh-colored cylinder filled with yellow and disgusting liquid, which was soft and sticky when stepped on. The wall was still wriggling, forming flesh-colored fine lines one after another, which made Xiao Wei almost spit it out again.

Xiao Mohan immediately grabbed Xiaowei, and a golden light gradually rose from his feet. If you look carefully, you can find that it is a golden long sword. Although the Yutian Sword is not by Xiao Mohan's side, Xiao Mohan is a master of swords after all. , the comprehension of kendo has long been beyond the reach of ordinary sword cultivators. He can use his own spiritual power to transform a long sword at will. It can even be said that he himself has long been indistinguishable from Yutianjian. When necessary, even his body Can be turned into a sword.

"Building B has found us, and it wants to strangle us directly." The golden light of the spirit sword flew straight forward with Xiao Mohan and Xiaowei, the fleshy wall squirmed faster and faster, shrinking more and more The tighter it gets, the sooner the entire space shrinks to only one person wide, Xiao Mohan looked forward, and there was still an endless flesh-colored wriggling wall in front of him, and the two standing on the golden light seemed like a grain of rice in the flesh wall. It will be strangled by the flesh wall and kneaded into blood foam.

At this time, the two of them could already clearly smell the stench coming from the meat wall. The smell was like a pile of rotten meat that had been exposed to the sun for dozens of days. Dizzy and almost fell down: "What is this?"

Xiao Mohan also frowned, he secretly focused on the gathering of spiritual power in his hands, a slender and graceful golden long sword appeared from his wrist, he shook his hand slightly as if casually stabbing and slashing, the overwhelming sword energy filled the whole body Space, and then a slender opening was cut in the fleshy wall above the two heads, and golden light emerged from the wound, and Xiao Mohanyu made the golden sword under his feet rush out at once, trying to strangle the two. Human flesh wall.

The golden light dispersed, and the two who rushed out of the flesh wall returned to the thirteenth floor, but at this time the thirteenth floor no longer staged the real version of "Love Confusion", but a strange silence, only the pale lights An ominous light shone above the heads of the two of them. The doors of every house on the thirteenth floor were tightly closed, and the emptiness made one's heart chill.

"Strange, where did everyone go? Why is it so empty? What is Building B going to do?" The scene before the opening of this kind of ghost movie made Xiao Wei's hair stand on end, and he couldn't help but hide behind Xiao Mohan .

Xiao Mohan was not moved at all, he just secretly waited for the next move of building b, and sure enough, all the doors opened in the next second without any wind, and began to shake vigorously, and the pale lights on the top of the corridor also swayed. It flickered on and off, and then a gust of cold wind suddenly blew through, and suddenly there was the clear and ethereal giggling of children in the aisle, and at the same time, the sound of high-heeled shoes walking began to be heard from the empty surroundings.

Xiao Wei held onto the corner of Xiao Mohan's clothes tightly in horror, she couldn't help trembling and didn't even dare to look around, but Xiao Mohan sneered, bit his fingertips and popped out a drop of pale golden blood, and sternly shouted: "Broken!" !"

If there hadn't been something wrong with the Heavenly Tribulation before, Xiao Mohan was already in the fairy world at this time. Although he fell into the mortal world due to the change of the sky, he was already the soul of a fairy. Can resist, so after the blood beads popped out, there was a faint scream in the air, and then all the visions on the thirteenth floor disappeared.

Xiao Wei breathed a sigh of relief immediately, but Xiao Mohan didn't get distracted in the slightest, and quietly waited for the next move of Building B. Sure enough, because of repeated setbacks, Building B was already extremely angry, and the whole building began to vibrate and shrink violently, and then The floor under Xiao Mohan and Xiaowei's feet suddenly disappeared without a trace, turning into a black abyss. Xiao Mohan restrained his spiritual power and pulled Xiaowei to fall into the abyss. The two fell into a strange world.

It was a long, gloomy street, with a black sun hanging in the sky, and hideous scarlet clouds floating in the sky. Passers-by on the street walked past the two of them with expressionless faces and shoulders hanging down, until Xiao Wei Only then did he realize that those people with pale faces like dead bodies were all members of the crew. Before the two of them could observe anything, an empty, male or female voice, who couldn't tell the difference between an old man, a young man or a child, sounded softly.

"Here you come, go die, okay?"

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

"Die, go die, die, okay?"

"Okay, go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!"

The sound became louder and louder, reverberating through the long street one after another, and soon the entire long street was filled with sound. The sound was like the sharpest drill, piercing straight into people's heads.

And as the last reverberation of "die" in the voice ended, all the pedestrians on the long street suddenly turned around in a daze, faced Xiao Mohan and Xiaowei and smiled strangely, their mouths became wider and wider, revealing Sharp and cold giant teeth.

At this moment, Xiao Mohan's heart trembled inexplicably, his complexion changed, and he secretly said: No, something happened!

At the same time, after Zhou Jinyan fell into the white mist, he found that he was no longer in the castle, but suddenly appeared in a room he had never seen before.

This is an antique room with carved beams and painted buildings, screens embroidered with landscapes, and white veils hanging from the beams, which are filled with ink-colored poems. The body covered in white gauze, although the wrists are thin and the long hair is loose, it is still his body.

Just when Zhou Jinyan was thinking about why his body suddenly became so fragile, the door of the room opened suddenly, and a man wearing a purple jade crown and a golden embroidered silver-pattern robe came from the door. The god's face, but there is no expression on his face as cold as ice, his whole person exudes a forceful majesty, his face is very familiar to Zhou Jinyan, it is actually Xiao Mohan.

But he is completely different from the Xiao Mohan that Zhou Jinyan knew, but what kind of Xiao Mohan he knew, didn't he just know such a Xiao Mohan, this devil!

Zhou Jinyan trembled all over and couldn't help but want to back away. He suddenly remembered that he was forcibly captured by the master of the Sword Sect, Xiao Mohan, just because he was...

Zhou Jinyan couldn't think about it anymore, because Xiao Mohan came over and rudely lifted the brocade quilt without saying a word, pulled Zhou Jinyan's hair and pulled him under him without even taking off his clothes , Tear off the belt and rush in directly.

Zhou Jinyan trembled in pain, biting the bedding in humiliation, he silently endured the other party's humiliation, with strong hatred in his eyes, but what was more unbearable was not the pain, and soon his body became shamelessly hot.

Xiao Mohan used him like a tool for obscenity over and over again. I don't know how many days and nights have passed. Zhou Jinyan almost felt that his spirit was going to collapse, and even had the illusion that he Just an item for the other person to vent to, not a person.

Maybe he is really just a tool, because after Xiao Mohan cultivated to one level, he was no longer satisfied with it, but dragged him naked to Jianping of Zongmen, and all the disciples of Xiao Mohan's sect gathered here Using them one by one until Zhou Jinyan's mind was in a state of chaos, he felt that the figures around him were blurred and he couldn't see clearly. Those who insulted him turned into hideous figures whose faces could not be seen clearly in his blurred vision. There were more and more figures, and these figures almost turned into a thick darkness to wrap him tightly, and he could no longer get out of this quagmire.

On the other side, Lin Feng led the police officers directly to S University. A group of people drove into the campus in a police car, but what surprised Lin Feng and others was that they drove all the way into the campus, and there was not a single student on the campus who was watching curiously. A police officer next to Lin Feng couldn't help but said: "This S University is indeed a prestigious school, and the students are so talented."

"It's too outrageous that no one asked about the situation!" Another tall policewoman exclaimed.

"Stop talking, the situation seems wrong, haven't you noticed that the boss's face is getting uglier?"

"What's the matter, my God, this... what's wrong with you!"

I saw the cold white mist gradually rising from S University, the gate of S University could not be found in the mist, and even the students who were walking on the road just now were gone, only the dead S University stood silently in front of Lin Feng and others .