Lost City [Unlimited]

The boy opened his mouth wide and rushed towards Luo Miao. The black mouth looked like something unknown and terrifying, and he could feel a strong sense of crisis just by looking at it.

Luo Miao stabbed backhand at the same time, but missed.

The servant turned to Luo Miao's side almost in the blink of an eye, and threw himself on her back without a moment's hesitation. His fingers were like iron nails digging deep into Luo Miao's shoulder, and Luo Miao was immediately forced out by the extreme pain. There was a scream.

"Sister!" Luo He finally arrived after he realized it. He also held a small knife in his hand, and stabbed the boy with red eyes!

The boy didn't dodge Luo He's attack, and bit the back of Luo Miao's neck while being pierced through the back.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

She wanted to hold the dagger tightly and swing it behind her, trying to penetrate the boy's head.

Luo Miao's arm folded into an almost extreme arc, and the joints in her arm sounded the alarm with pain, but now she didn't care so much, and wanted to save herself.

Except for Luo He, Feng Youyou and the others did not step forward.

The words 'watching with cold eyes' seem to have been forced into their bones, imprisoning their thinking, words and deeds.

As for Hu Ling, he took off his backpack, unzipped it, and fumbled for something inside.

"Sister! Let her go! Come towards me if you have the ability!!"

Luo He frantically and continuously used the knife to create wounds on the boy's back, and then those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He continued to attack with the knife in his right hand, stretched his left hand forward, forced it between the two of them, hugged the boy and pulled him back.

But the boy's ten fingers were gouged so deeply that they were almost embedded in Luo Miao's bones airtightly. Luo He couldn't tear him off Luo Miao's back by himself.

"Help! I beg you!!" Luo He roared, his eyes fixed on the boy, but he was begging for help from others.

"Luo He exerts all his strength! People hide behind!"

A male voice suddenly sounded, and Luo He subconsciously followed suit.

He clasped the servant with his left hand and exerted all his strength to move backwards, stabilizing his lower body, and then his body fell backwards, adding his own weight to it.

Finally, under the sudden increase of force, the boy and Luo Miao separated a little, only the ten fingers and the mouth were still clenched.

Hu Ling seized the opportunity, grabbed the boy's shoulder with one hand and pulled it back vigorously, and held the knife in the other hand. When his wrist turned, the blade turned. He grabbed the handle of the knife and chopped it down!

The boy realized that the crisis was close at hand, he let go, and narrowly avoided his head, but his arm was cut off three inches from the wrist in an instant, and he was not given time to heal.

He turned around and wanted to pounce on Hu Ling again, but he was so startled by the sudden heat in his chest that he retreated and fled regardless.

"Luo He! Let go!" Hu Ling shouted.

Luo He let go of his left hand in a daze, and then was thrown back by the collar by the young man, and a dazzling fire burst out not far in front of him.

"This..." Luo He looked at the boy who was roaring and rolling in the flames in amazement, watching him being swallowed up by the flames like a pile of waste paper.

"Still going to see your sister?" Hu Ling handed the knife to Yu Songyuan, raised his hand and squeezed his left shoulder.

The strength of that monster just now was really outrageous. He exerted so much force that his muscles were pulled sorely.

"Oh, thank you!" Luo He woke up like a dream, hurriedly dropped a thank you, and hurriedly rushed to check on his own sister's injuries.

Yu Songyuan took over and helped Hu Ling press his left shoulder, worried: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Hu Ling shook his head, "No injury, don't worry."

Yu Songyuan's brows were furrowed.

Hu Ling didn't reach out to help him smooth out his wrinkles, but lowered his eyes, and his dark pupils slid to the left.

He met Liang Ze's silent gaze.

Liang Ze smiled at him, warm and moist as jade, but a little strange because of the inappropriate color conflict on his body.

In this huge hall, everyone's attention was distracted by other things, only Hu Ling and Liang Ze looked at each other secretly, silently and with no clear meaning.

……

Luo Miao was seriously injured.

Although the servant had been burned to a handful of ashes, those ten fingers were still deeply embedded in the bones of her shoulders, and there was even a faint tendency to blend.

And the wound on the back of her neck.

It was as if a large piece of flesh and blood had been devoured by a black hole without breath, exposing white bones.

But she was still awake, and the uninterrupted pain seemed to have destroyed the body's protection system, so she didn't fall into a coma.

"Sister, how about I dig it out for you." Luo He's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be asking, but his tone was deep and deep.

Luo Miao's whole body was drenched in cold sweat. She was shivering, not knowing whether it was because of the pain, the cold, or both.

"Dig." She said concisely.

Luo He used a small knife to dig out the ten finger bones bit by bit.

They fell to the ground, and then slowly turned into a few wet papers soaked in blood.

"Paper?" Feng Youyou was puzzled, but immediately understood. "It turned out to be a paper man, no wonder you can burn it with fire."

She looked at Hu Ling and said, with a touch of appreciation in her eyes.

"I have a lot of medicine in my bag, you may need these." Tao Le whispered, holding a few bottles of medicine in his hand.

Luo He took it and thanked him.

Jiang Huasha helped: "Here, a bandage."

By the time everyone managed to heal Luo Miao's injury, a while had passed.

After all, she passed out not long ago, and Luo He is half-embracing her and placing her on a chair at the moment.

"Village chief, don't you want to explain?" Feng Youyou asked face to face, holding a military shovel.

The village head put down the teacup calmly, and the lid fell back with a crisp sound. "Just now, it was the mountain god who noticed that there was an evil spirit in that girl, so he made good fortune to test her. No, she passed, and she was not possessed by evil spirits. Everyone can feel at ease."

"The trial of the mountain god?" Hu Ling chuckled, "This trial will have serious consequences whether you pass it or not. Is this really the trial of the mountain god, not the punishment of the mountain god?"

"Accept the favor with a mortal body," Liang Ze said suddenly, with a light smile on his lips, "How come there is no need to pay the price?"

"Oh?" Hu Ling raised his eyebrows, "Then, what is the price you paid?"

He smiled, but couldn't get into his eyes.

It was the village head who answered the question: "Pious faith."

"Really." Hu Ling sneered, "But I think it's not enough."

"That's just your admission ticket. What is it that is really used for trading...?"

The village chief's face darkened, as if dark clouds were piling up in the sky, which might rain down rain, thunder and lightning at any time.

The players each grabbed a usable tool and held their breath.

After a while, the village head laughed again.

The smile was very stiff, as if someone had forcibly drawn a smiling face with a pen.

Village head: "The guest is talking about offerings, right? Of course, if you believe in gods, how can you not offer offerings?"

The corners of his mouth twitched up and down, as if he was suppressing some kind of intense emotion, preventing it from rushing out and revealing his feet.

The hearts of the players sank.

offerings.

These two words are placed in this very dangerous dungeon, and it is easy to make people have bad associations.

For example, human sacrifice.

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After drinking tea, the village chief left with the players.

He behaved as naturally and enthusiastically as when he came, as if nothing had happened.

The red-painted door creaked shut behind him. Hu Ling turned his head and saw the man in the black gown through the slowly closing door.

The man closed his eyes, with a calm smile on his handsome face.

It is very light, but it seems to be too eye-catching because of its almost eerie red color.

boom.

The door is closed.

The players have adjusted their attitudes one after another, Feng Youyou and Ge Fangzhong looked at each other, and reached a cooperation without words.

The two walked to the village head together, and Feng Youyou asked: "Village head, didn't you say you came to show Liang Zexiang the bride? Let's leave like this, did he not take a fancy to anyone?"

The village chief shook his head, "You ask me how I know this?"

Feng Youyou: "You don't know? I don't know, then, this, when the time comes, won't you help with the wedding?"

Village head: "Yes, of course. A happy event in the village is a great thing, and the whole village will come to help!"

"Hey, girl, don't worry, the day after tomorrow is the day of adoption, just wait in the house when the time comes."

"Adopt?" Ge Fangzhong frowned in doubt.

Feng Youyou: "It seems to be a door-to-door proposal."

Village Chief: "Yes, it's the day after tomorrow. When the day after tomorrow is from Xushi to Zishi, don't go out, so as not to miss the matchmaker."

He turned his head and said with a mysterious smile: "Missing good things will bring bad luck."

Feng Youyou and Ge Fangzhong got the information they wanted, found an excuse to leave, and went to the back to share it with other players.

Feng Youyou: "That is to say, from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am the day after tomorrow, we must stay in the house, otherwise bad things may happen, such as hitting ghosts or something."

Ge Fangzhong: "To be on the safe side, everyone should go back to the house earlier and come out later. There may be visual and auditory hallucinations. If you are not sure about the authenticity, please ignore it. Stay where you are and don't step out of the house."

Tao Le: "What about tomorrow? Are we going up the mountain?"

Feng Youyou: "Didn't it say that it was not safe for us to go up the mountain, probably not. I guess it will have to wait until after the wedding."

Ge Fangzhong: "That's right, I think so too. Going up the mountain is probably the second phase of the task, and our current venue is limited to Liangjia Village if there is no accident."

Jiang Huasha: "If we don't go up the mountain, what are we going to do tomorrow? The marriage proposal the day after tomorrow is also at night, and it will take a long time."

She frowned, thoughtfully: "Actually, I have a little doubt. Is Liang Ze's current state 'alive' or 'dead'? Although he doesn't look like a living person, what if he is just in poor health? ?”

This is very critical.

After all, what the task requires is to complete the 'ghost marriage' with Liang Ze, so Liang Ze must be in a 'dead' state, otherwise it will be useless to marry many times.

"This..." Feng Youyou was a little uncertain, "It should be a ghost, all the servants in his house are like that, if he is human, can he still be alive?"

Tao Le: "Aren't you a paper figurine? You can also cut a human being. What if there is someone who is not in good health?"

"..." Feng Youyou: "Why don't I ask the village chief again?"

The other players quickly stopped her: "Don't do it!"

Feng Youyou, who was instantly controlled by several hands: "..."

Also, no need to...