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Chapter 712: Chapter 712

Xuanni nodded at Xiao Li.

"Be careful."

Xiao Li nodded and smiled, bent down and left the pavilion. The pavilion fell silent again. Everyone was immersed in speculation and anxiety about their future destiny, wandering like a group of young swallows who fell into a nest, only to snuggle in. Only by feeling each other's warmth around your companions can you get a little bit of safety.

It’s not only Xuan Ni and the others who are also in trouble, but Yan Zheng is also in a dilemma!

Compared with Xuan Ni and the others, Yan Zheng was unfortunate. After asking the magic machine to check the channel and confirmed that there was no solution, Yan Zheng let the magic machine take him into Shura Dao and plunged into the Congyu Restaurant. Yan Zheng originally thought If he loses his human target, the illusion must have disappeared. He never expected that the magic machine would lead him into a strange and strange space, which might be precisely an island.

Because Yan Zheng could hear the sound of waves roaring in his ears, like the thunder and thunder falling on the mountain, like countless giants roaring unwillingly, or like the roaring wind and roaring with stones and ghosts, you can imagine the sound of the sound What a desperate storm.

What surprised Yan Zheng was that such a huge storm did not blow at all, and there was only endless darkness around him... It was so depressing that it made people breathless, as if a corpse was pressing heavily on him, carefully and lightly You can still smell the scent of sour smell, which is an indescribable strange smell, but Yan Zheng can conclude that this stinking smell is not a corpse stinking, but a fermentation that makes him unable to speak out. Rotten and sour.

Before he knew it, a poem appeared in Yan Zheng's mind.

The mountains are colorful from a distance, and the water is silent from a distance.

When spring comes, flowers are still there, but when people come, birds are not surprised.

I am not in the painting, so why can I hear the sound and smell the smell but I can’t feel the wind and waves…

Standing in the darkness for a long time, Yan Zheng whispered to the magic machine and asked in a low voice: "Where did you take me to? Didn't you go to the Congyu Restaurant? Why did you bring me to such a strange place!"

Magic Ji said innocently, "I don't know either. I went to the Bencongyu Restaurant. I wonder why I came to this place..."

Yan Zheng laughed.

"Ha~Ha~You don't know where this is, you bring me here!??"

Magic Ji added with confidence: "It was because I didn't know where I came that I spit out and asked. If I want to know where I was, I will take you away!"

Yan Zheng was choked by the magic machine and rolled his eyes. He couldn't say a word. Where did this kind of confidence come from?

It seemed as if I was the one who led the wrong way, and I felt guilty!

He is so stupid that he is righteous, but so smart that he is at a loss.

The magic machine was not only righteous but also a little slow to react. He did not notice that Yan Zheng was unhappy and continued to say, "What should we do now!"

Yan Zheng continued angrily: "Cold!"

The magic machine has a question mark.

"What's the solution for the cold office? Do you need to use ice? But I don't know the power of frost!"

Hiss, this thinking angle is not on the same latitude as that of ordinary people. If an ordinary person’s IQ is 120, the magic machine will be 10 points more than the wit of two ordinary people!

In order to avoid his premature death, Yan Zheng decisively ended the conversation, took out his mobile phone suspiciously and turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and used the flashlight to observe the surrounding environment.

When the lights were on, Yan Zheng took a breath of cold air in an instant, followed by a howling wind sounded from behind. Yan Zheng suddenly turned around and shouted: "You are such a horror, why are you sucking cold air!"

Magic Machine: "Can't I take a nausea?"

Yan Zheng?????

After saying this, Magic Ji continued in an extremely envious tone: "If so many fish are eaten, how much blood can I replenish my qi and blood!"

Seeing the magic machine drooling in her envy, Yan Zheng didn't know what to say for a moment. He could think of eating from the pile of fish bones around him, and the magic machine's angle was also tricky.

The surrounding scenes made Yan Zheng not know how to describe them, and he felt an indescribable strange feeling.

Huge whale bones stand horizontally, with both ribs facing the sky, and the intertwined huge ribs are like straight white tree trunks penetrate directly into Qingming, forming a forest of white bones.

Under your feet is a piece of fish bones made of fish bones, which is a bit elastic when stepped on it.

All living things will have a sense of sorrow towards similar corpses. When they see similar corpses, they will feel creepy because they can't help but think about the scene of their death, and thus feel fear.

If this island made of white bones was made up of human corpses, Yan Zheng believed that he had already been so scared that he was trembling and heartless.

But this corpse island is indeed made up of fish bones. Although it looks gloomy and terrifying, the psychological pressure it brings to Yan Zheng is not as great as that of human corpses.

I am also afraid in the center of my heart, but this fear is different from the previous fear, and it is more strange.

Whether it is a human corpse or not, if the corpse is accumulated too much, it will cause a terrible sense of impact to people visually.

Yan Zheng carefully moved his phone to observe the surrounding environment, and suddenly his body stiffened and turned around and blamed him: "You took a breath again!"

Magic Machine said aggrievedly: "Sigh, no, I'm just drooling!"

Yan Zheng frowned and looked around with a suspicious look. There was no wind... But he seemed to have felt a gust of cold wind blowing gently through his body, and his hair exploded in an instant, and his body became cold!

Seeing Yan Zheng's vigilant look as if he was facing a great enemy, Magic Ji couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? I felt that there were no creatures or ghosts around~"

Yan Zheng still looked nervous, nodded uneasy and said, "I just felt a gust of cold wind blowing, which instantly made my scalp numb and my whole body feel cold. Huh, maybe it's my illusion, it's easy to make it happen in this environment.

People make people suspicious, but I always feel that this place is a bit weird. Will you deliberately keep the fish bones together when you eat fish?"

Magic Ji shook his head and said with some regret: "That big fish, don't even dare to think about it after eating it!"

Yan Zheng: Hiss~This perspective of thinking is still tricky!

However, the magic machine's words awakened Yan Zheng. When Yan Zheng saw the fish bones everywhere, he first remembered that he was eating.

Well, although Yan Zheng struggled hard, he had to admit that the fact that he was also a foodie. After all, boiled fish, pickled fish, squirrel fish, braised fish... and so on, the delicious fish has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

When Yan Zheng saw the fish bones, the first thing he thought of was who piled the leftover fish bones here. It was not until the magic machine said that such a big fish exit, that Yan Zheng suddenly realized that on this island made of fish bones

In addition to the countless fishbone racks under his feet, there are countless whale corpses.
Chapter completed!
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