After intimidating Xiangli, Xiangnu ignored him and concentrated on dealing with the female corpse in front of him.

The tentacles in the female corpse's mouth, which act as tongues, are very flexible and aggressive. Relatively speaking, the female corpse itself is very rigid and rigid.

The female corpse was originally motionless, but after the tentacles began to move, the female corpse also stumbled into action.

It is said that the action is not accurate, because the distance the female corpse moves is very small, it can only be said that the movement of the leg is raised with a small range, and the lifting of the leg is not smooth.

The tentacles attacked frantically, reloading back and forth in this small bedroom.

The speed and force of its collision are very fierce, and Xiangnu has no doubt that this force can directly smash open the fragile walls and doors of the clothes.

It is precisely because of this understanding that Xiang Nu inadvertently turned around and saw that the door that had been hit by the tentacles for a long time before had no wear and tear, and there was a hint of surprise in his heart.

After that, Xiangnu deliberately did not resist, but chose to dodge, avoiding the rampage of several tentacles.

Taking this opportunity, Xiang Nu finally discovered the reason why the tentacles did not leave any traces indoors.

Whenever the tentacle hits the wall, a layer of light white light will appear on the wall to dissolve the giant force invisible.

This white light did not look like a terrifying technique, but instead was full of metaphysical techniques, which made Xiang Slave think of Tian Yanzong uncontrollably.

Looking at this hideous tentacle again, the ugly appearance and the mucus splashing from the low hole made Xiangnu feel familiar...

While Xiangnu was thinking, a few strands of mucus fell when he was not prepared. On Xiangnu's body, it corroded the skin on Xiangnu's arm and burned a large piece of his skin.

...a lot of injuries today.

Xiang Nu was full of anger, and the scene outside the hotel and hotel also began to change.

The blackness in the white fog became thicker and deeper, and countless crazy screams and roaring howls penetrated into everyone's eardrums from far away.

Accompanied by the howls of pain, there were crazy loud laughs and rhythmic drums, which sounded like the scene of some kind of activity.

Several taskers at Aunt Mei's place, including Feng He Jia, all showed pained expressions after hearing these drums, covering their heads and dizzy.

Only the breeze was normal, but he also covered his ears and let his mind go away and didn't dare to listen to those voices. He just muttered, "It's a sacrifice..."

In room 1906, Xiangli lay stiffly on the bed, unable to move. , he opened his eyes wide in horror, and those voices got into his ears, filling his eyes with hallucinations.

In a trance, Xiangli felt as if he had become one of those voices, wailing with those screaming voices, suffering unparalleled pain, like falling into hell.

"Brother, save me..." Xiangli muttered.

It's a pity that Xiangnu ignored him. He was covered in scorched black, like a god who came out of the firelight. He didn't have a specific image, but it made people feel splendid and could only look up.

He deftly avoided the tentacle's attack, stepped forward and grabbed the neck of the female corpse, pinched the root of the messed up tentacle, and pulled the tentacle out of the female corpse's mouth.

The female corpse 'retched' with Xiangnu's movements, looking incomparably painful, but without any strength to fight back.

She raised her hand with difficulty, held Xiangnu's wrist and whimpered: "Kill, woo... him!" "Kill who

?" Xiangnu asked.

"He!" The female corpse didn't have the person's specific name, but Xiangnu seemed to understand the meaning of the female corpse and showed her a smile... Of course, he in this form has no specific appearance, and the smile naturally cannot be seen. of.

The slave replied: "Okay, give me this tentacle."

The female corpse slowly closed her eyes and gradually turned into a real dead object. Xiangnu pulled the tentacles straight out of her body and dragged them out two or three meters long.

"Red Queen." Xiang Nu stared at the tentacle and said.

He looked at this big tentacle, and the more he looked at it, the more disgusting he felt. He rationally understood that his strength would be greatly increased after eating this tentacle, but Xiangnu believed that normal people would not have any appetite when looking at this thing.

This tentacle is even more disgusting than the honey liquid of the mother of insects that Doctor X had forcibly stuffed, making it impossible to swallow.

Fortunately, the tentacles seemed to have lost their will after they escaped from the female corpse, and Mu was lying on the ground dumbfounded without responding.

The black mist and the sound gradually moved away from the hotel, and Xiangnu's posture gradually returned to normal.

It's just that the wound corroded by the mucus has recovered, but the tooth marks on the collarbone have not disappeared.

Xiangnu stared at the tentacle on the ground for a few seconds, stood up with a dignified face, decided to put this thing away first, and then walked to the female corpse.

Maybe it's because Xiang Slave always wanted to disembowel Xiang Tan before he turned into a monster. After he turned into a monster, he had ten extremely sharp nails.

The long fingernail was only a light stroke, and a long hole was formed in the middle line of the female corpse's chest.

Xiangnu peeled off that layer of flesh at will, revealing the rotten inside of the female corpse.

There was confusion in her chest. It might be because she had been dead for too long, or because the tentacle took root. There was only a vague black flesh inside. Big hole in the spleen.

Obviously, the tentacles from before are rooted in it.

Xiang Nu raised his fingers to avoid the sharp fingernails from directly slicing the small internal organs into pieces and breaking them into eight pieces.

Xiangnu held his spleen and walked to the stiff Xiangli on the bed. He admired his terrified expression for a long time with a smile on his face, and finally said softly, "Brother, I've cut your belly open for you again."

Xiangli closed his eyes tremblingly, almost daring to look at it.

There was a strange feeling in his chest, not painful, but made him tremble from the soul.

The flesh slowly separated and rolled outwards, pulling the wound bigger and bigger. The cold wind seemed to blow into his body along the wound, bringing the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow to Xiangli.

He closed his eyes, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and he felt his fingers tumbling back and forth in his flesh for a long time, but he did not dare to ask a word.

It wasn't until a long time later, when he felt that the flesh was being pulled together, Xiangli slowly opened his eyes and asked cautiously, "What did you just put in my body?"

Xiangnu gave him a cold look. , did not answer, but opened the door, stuck his head out and looked out.

Because of the distance from the voice, the state of the taskers was a little better. It happened that they heard what Aunt Mei said, so they walked out of Aunt Mei and came to Xiangnu's side, ready to see Xiangnu's side. The situation, by the way, ask if the movement just now has anything to do with Xiangnu and the others.

Xiangnu poked his head out and looked at the people who came over, stretched out his hand to stop them from moving forward, and called Qingfeng alone: ​​"Don't come here first, just come here." The

other people looked at each other, Huang Xin was quite surprised With bad intentions, he said: "Xiang Xiaoge, everyone participates in this task, and we all have the right to know. Why don't you let us go!"

Xiang Nu narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a few seconds, his tone subtly Asked: "Are you sure you want to come in?"

Huang Xin glanced at him vigilantly, Xiangnu sneered, and said to Wang Qiaoqiao and the others: "Perhaps, you can ask Wang Qiaoqiao and the others first, what is in room 1906. Huang Xin twitched his face and couldn't help but ask: "

Where is it?"

When he asked, Qingfeng had trotted to Xiangnu's side and shouted: "I'm here!"

Huang Xin and the others couldn't stop them in time, so Xiangnu pulled Qingfeng into the door and closed the door directly, locking several people out.

Qingfeng glanced at the dull Xiangli on the bed, and asked Xiangnu: "Little Junior Brother, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

Xiangnu didn't bother to correct his name, and pulled Qingfeng to squat down beside the tentacles, gesturing tangled. After a moment, he asked: "This thing... do you have any magic to make it smaller?"

Qingfeng lowered his head and pondered, as if he had studied it. Xiangnu stood up while he was observing and smashed the wall with a wooden stick. , the shallow light on the wall flashed along with his movements, causing the contemplative breeze to lift his head slightly.

Qingfeng looked at him in a trance, and Xiangnu asked, "This thing on the wall is the masterpiece of the sect master?"

His guess was actually groundless, but Xiangnu felt that this tentacle was very similar to the hand of the Red Queen, but the Red Queen should not It's right to appear here, but if she appears, then it's normal for other people to appear...

Qingfeng thought for a few seconds and nodded cautiously.

Xiangnu murmured: "It seems that this thing is really Mr. Yu's masterpiece. Did he specially send it to me to nourish me? He has been thinking about me...but. Speaking of which, why did Mr. Yu never have it this time? Contact me?"

Of course, it's not that Xiangnu misses Yu Su too much, or that Yu Su always forced him to open his task panel to chat with him when he was doing tasks, but this time he didn't say a word. It's very strange.

Qingfeng squatted on the ground, lowered his head and pinched his fingers. Hearing this, he asked in a low voice, "How do I contact you?"

Xiang Nu looked at the gorgeous red mole on the palm of his left hand. When he got the opportunity to say the same thing, he quickly said: "This is your copy, your world! There are some things he can do without your consent. If you don't want him to open the panel, of course he won't be able to talk to you."

Xiangnu listened to Qingfeng's words, and always felt that there was a deep resentment in the words, which really didn't look like Qingfeng's own tone.

Thinking of someone's small eyes, he put down his hand uncomfortably, and blamed himself for being so talkative in his heart, so he asked more questions about what he was doing, thinking so in his heart, but he denied it on the face: "So there is such a statement? But I don't know, I haven't received any special reminders."

His words seemed to flip a switch, and almost instantly, the red mole on his palm began to heat up, as if reminding Xiangnu that someone was contacting him.

It's just that the panel didn't jump out directly like before. This time, Xiangnu himself can control the panel.

Xiangnu shook his palm curiously, pointed his finger on the red mole, and pressed the temperature down again.

As soon as he lowered his head, Qingfeng was looking at him secretly, Xiangnu raised his foot and gently lifted his butt, and said softly: "Look what I'm doing, you can find a way to make this tentacle smaller and let me take it out."

Qingfeng complained Said: "Overkill, I was not sent to you to do these things."

Xiangnu looked him up and down, narrowed his narrow eyes and asked, "Then what is the purpose of your coming here? Tell me? I don't quite understand it yet."

Qingfeng gave him a meaningful look, opened his hands, puffed out his cheeks and blew a big breath into his palms.

No anomaly appeared.

Qingfeng whispered: "The core of this city is the villa, because everything starts from your villa. The core belongs to you, so the city also belongs to you, but to be precise, only the core belongs to you. And your villa is also part of the Five Elements and the Formation."

"In other words, you are actually a part of the sacrifice. It's just not as obvious as the sacrificial part of Xiangli."

Qingfeng Saying this, Xiangli, who was lying on the bed and couldn't move, immediately had a look in his eyes when he heard that, and turned his eyes hard to look at Xiangnu's face.

There was an obscure luster in Xiang Nu's eyes, and his fingers stroked the red mole on his palm: "Is that so..."

It seems that this task is a little more troublesome than he imagined, and it is not his copy of the promotion welfare.

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