Weird World of Immortality

There seemed to be a voice in Zhou Fan's heart calling for him to stop looking at it, but he didn't have time to say it. Just when his mouth moved slightly to make Xiaolian stop, Xiaolian lifted her tube top up a few inches.

This was originally a very fragrant and glamorous temptation, but Zhou Fan suddenly shrank his pupils, his scalp was numb, and his head seemed to explode at any time.

Her lower abdomen was sunken, revealing the condensed flesh and blood, and a white bone could be faintly seen, which was obviously caused by dug out a part of the flesh and blood.

"This is... this is..." Zhou Fan's face turned pale, his throat was surging, and he couldn't say what happened next.

"Do you like it?" Xiaolian still asked with a smile.

But her smile made him fear from the bottom of his heart, and he shook his head: "Why...why...your belly..."

"Are you sleepy?" Xiaolian snorted, a little dissatisfied: "This is dug out to make dumplings for you, you eat it every day, why ask this, look at my legs..."

He couldn't help but look down, he was startled, if he hadn't been sitting, he would have been paralyzed on the ground.

The woman's legs were full of pitted flesh scars, white bones looming, all of which were caused by pieces of flesh being cut off.

When he thought of the dumplings he had just eaten, the dumplings he had eaten before, he finally couldn't help but vomit, lying on the table and vomiting.

He shuddered as he vomited, and he didn't even dare to look up at the woman in front of him.

Until his neck was sore and soft, he still raised his head in fear.

But Xiaolian is gone.

He was the only one left in the room.

He was still trembling, looking at the glazed oil lamp, wondering why Xiaolian was digging up her flesh to feed him?

are you crazy?

This must be a crazy woman.

Why is he here?

Why does that crazy woman bring him meals every day?

He thought about these things, his head seemed to explode again, and he patted his head with his hands.

"Ayao, Ayao, come and save me." He whispered to himself again, hoping that Ayao could take him away from this ghost place.

But he soon remembered A Yao, and his face showed a look of horror again.

Because he thought of Ah Yao's lame leg... He remembered that Ah Yao cut off his big leg and made dumplings for him to eat.

He vomited again.

He trembled all over, these two lunatics...

After vomiting for a while, he felt that the contents of his stomach were empty, and his face was pale and he supported the wooden chair handles on both sides with his hands, and tried to stand up.

He has to leave here, or he is afraid that one day he will be chopped into meat sauce by those two lunatics to make dumplings.

The strong desire to survive made him reluctantly stand up, and his face showed joy. It turned out that he couldn't move, his feet were just numb.

He quickly took a step with trembling feet...two steps...

He walked towards the wooden door step by step. He didn't look at the curtain on the left side of the room, nor did he look at the ash wooden box on the ground.

He just wants to get out of here now.

Walking into the darkness, he groped on the wall where A Yao and Xiao Lian had entered and exited, hoping to find the handle of the door.

It's just that he can't find anything.

He looked for a while and almost wanted to slap himself twice, then quickly walked back to the table and picked up the glass oil lamp.

Holding the glass oil lamp, he returned to the original place again and looked at the gray wooden wall.

Under the light of the lights, he was sure to find the door.

It's just that he was stunned, the lights illuminated the wooden wall, but he didn't see any trace of the door.

"Where's the door? How did they get in without a door?" He pushed frantically against the wall, trying to push a door open on the wall.

But the wooden wall was stronger than he thought, and there was no way he could push a door on the wall.

"There is no door... there is no door..." he muttered to himself, and he suddenly thought of an even more frightening fact.

If there is no door, will Ayao and Xiaolian still be in this room?

As soon as he thought of Ah Yao and Xiao Lian, he hid in the dark and peeped at himself, and he felt that his blood was congealed.

"No, no, if they are here, why can't I see them?" He turned around quickly holding the glass oil lamp. He didn't see Ayao and Xiaolian standing behind him, nor did he see Ayao Standing in the dark corner with Xiaolian, he felt a little relieved.

But he was short of breath again, and he stared at the black curtain opposite.

Will Ah Yao and Xiao Lian hide behind the curtain?

"Should I go and take a look?" He panted, feeling his heart beating faster and faster, thumping like a big drum being beaten with a hammer.

He slowly moved his footsteps to the table, he dared not look at the black curtain again, thinking in his heart what to do?

He quickly looked at the ash wood box.

"The mad woman Xiaolian said that I asked her to move the ash wood box, but I don't remember. What exactly is in the box?"

"She may have lied to me, but maybe there will be weapons that can be used in the box, so if it is Ah Yao and Xiao Lian hiding behind the curtain, then I am not defenseless..."

Thinking like this, he decided to open the box like a ghost, and he squatted down to observe the box.

The box wasn't nailed down, he forcibly lifted the top of the box and looked at it with a probe.

Inside the knee-high box was a woman whose whole body was bent into a ball. If it wasn't bent into a ball, such a large box would not fit at all.

The hands and feet of the woman in the box were all twisted into a ball like a twist. Her face was turned upside down, her face was covered with a thick white foundation, her cheeks were covered with bright blush, her lips were covered with red rouge, and her gray eyes were straight. stare at him.

Both rows of his teeth trembled, and even though the woman was wearing heavy makeup, he still recognized it.

This is Xiaolian.

Xiaolian is in the box.

Xiaolian was in the box, who was the one who cut off the flesh and blood just talking to him?

He looked at the dead woman in the box, and he was so frightened that his entire stomach turned over. If he hadn't vomited twice, he might have vomited again.

The surroundings seemed to be getting darker and darker.

This feeling made him turn his head to look at the glass oil lamp in his hand.

The oil lamp was about to run out of oil, and he was uneasy after recognizing this fact. If he fell into the dark, how would A Yao and Xiao Lian, who was hiding in the dark, deal with him?

He took the oil lamp that was getting darker and darker~www.wuxiaspot.com~, summoned up his courage, and walked towards the black curtain with trembling feet.

He wanted to see what was inside the black curtain before the oil lamp went out.

The curtain was hanging, and he pulled it hard, pulling the curtain aside, and the dim light reflected in the past.

On the other side of the curtain hangs naked people, there are fifteen people in total.

These people were covered with cloth, and their bodies were covered with concave scars, as if they had slashed the flesh with a sharp knife, but they were still alive in human form, and their consciousness was still awake. With Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan's face was shocked, and he suddenly realized that the sound of slapping the curtain was hanging on the curtain that the person in front was kicking with his toes.

Suddenly, a pair of rotten and swollen hands that smelled of dead fish stretched out from the darkness and covered his cheeks.

The last light of the oil lamp went out, and the surroundings became pitch black.

No more light.