Suddenly, there was a fragrance. I couldn't help but smell it a few more times. There was a warm current surrounding my body, and I instantly felt like I was in a paradise.
They are lychees, peaches, apples... Unconsciously, I looked for their taste and said their names.
Suddenly, a rancid smell appeared in front of my nose. It was caught in the gap between these fruity scents. I felt nervous and thought about opening my eyes. But the rancid smell was not strong, so I just thought it was...
It's the smell of rotting fruit, not the smell of rotting corpses.
Suddenly my mind twitched. It was a pot of water with frogs swimming in it. There was hot steam floating in the pot, and firewood was burning below. I was stunned for a moment. No, this boiling frog in warm water is talking about me?
Xuerou's shouts came from my mind, as if they were very far away, like someone shouting down the mountain on a summer night, but I was halfway up the mountain and could only hear them vaguely.
Gradually, I realized the seriousness of the problem. The rotten smell in this fragrance must be the smell of rotting corpses, but it is not dead. It has become closer and closer in my hesitation just now.
The next second, when I was about to open my eyes, it was already in front of me. I still had some escape options in mind, such as opening my eyes.
But I wasn't sure, so I tried to open my eyes. Instantly, my head exploded and I couldn't open my eyes!
The helpless fear was like a monster stretching out its tentacles from the abyss. It wrapped itself around my body and deprived me of the power to open my eyes.
The putrid smell was getting closer and closer, and I felt panicked. I didn't know why it was still getting closer. It was clearly right in front of my nose.
Suddenly a cold hand touched my face. It moved forward little by little, as if it had penetrated my skin and flesh, and was reaching towards the location of the soul pearl in my head.
This gradually approaching fear made me explode, and my useless aura was activated crazily. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, like a sickle burning with white flames suddenly appeared in the dark night, and it landed directly in front of me, floating.
I looked at this white fire sickle and instantly felt an unreasonable sense of security. As soon as I thought about it, the sickle drew a very long trail in the darkness and circled a huge arc. The sharp edge had already rushed towards me.
In front of his eyes, he slashed violently.
Poof, I heard the sound of flesh and blood being chopped open, and my eyelids suddenly felt stinging pain, but I could open my eyes!
In the bright moment before my eyes, I saw a withered, rotten chest, with mud-like carrion clinging to it. Inside the black and yellow ribs, a heart was beating crazily with countless bugs drilling into it, and the rotten smell followed it.
The beatings rushed towards me one after another.
I was stunned for a moment, my hand was wrapped in spiritual energy, and I punched it in front of me!
The rotten carcass was instantly like a kite with its string cut off, and was thrown out with a swish, hitting the TV. Most of the carrion on its body was hammered off by me, and it sat crookedly on the ground.
When I stood up, all the bones in its body were crackling, and the skull head with some hair on it shook a few times. With a pop, the swollen eyeballs exploded, and a stream of black water fell to the ground, which could be seen from the corners of my eyes.
twitch.
"Ka, ka ka." The skeleton straightened its body abruptly, and opened and closed its jaw rapidly, making a particularly terrifying sound.
I frowned, and my hand suddenly clasped in the air. The useless aura condensed instantly, and a black sickle took shape in my hand in an instant. The useless aura has never been used by me so smoothly. This is the first time.
Second-rate.
The next second, the skeleton rushed towards me. I was holding the sickle. It was too light, which made me feel that it was not strong enough. But at this joint point, I no longer had the time to be afraid, and I slashed forward.
!
The white flame suddenly ignited. It was the flame spurred by my spiritual energy mixed with useless aura. Originally, when I explored the skeleton, its strength should be at the level of a half-immortal. If it were normal, it would not be able to enter my body at all. Now it has
The White Fire Scythe is even more unsightly.
In just a moment, the white fire drew an arc of flame in the air. The skeleton seemed to be made of snow, and it was cut in half effortlessly. It was stained with white flames and burned all over its body instantly. It roared, and the expression on its face
Although the movements are exaggerated, there is almost no sound. Only the movement of struggling in the flames, I have seen it many times.
The skeleton's body was burned to ashes by white flames before landing on the ground. The surrounding air instantly became lively, and the weird atmosphere that I felt before I took it disappeared.
I breathed a long sigh of relief. I wrapped all the rotten flesh on the ground with spiritual energy threads and burned them with the flames released from the white fire sickle.
Sitting on the sofa, sleepiness came over me, and I closed my eyes. But at this moment, I saw a black figure standing in the darkness, right in front of me. I opened my eyes suddenly, but there was no one around.
In order to verify whether I saw it wrong, I closed my eyes again, and the thing that made me despair happened again, as if a ghost was lingering. In the darkness that appeared after closing my eyes, there was a black shadow, standing three meters away from me.
meters away.
"Who are you?" With the powerful weapon of the White Fire Scythe, I am not as scared as before.
The black shadow didn't speak and stood motionless. I asked again who it was, and it swayed and walked towards me.
Suppressing the uneasiness in my heart, when the black shadow came to me, I couldn't control the urge to pick up the knife and slash at it. But that intuition came again, and it told me not to move at all, considering that it had been there before.
Ask me not to close my eyes, I close my eyes, skeletons and black shadows appear.
I couldn't help but feel helpless. Isn't it mandatory to buy tickets? If the danger comes, don't move. No one can bear it.
Everything in front of me was too weird. I swallowed my saliva and asked it if the black water ghost and the skeleton just now were all its subordinates.
What I didn't expect was that the shadow shook his head, his mouth as dry as the wind blowing from the cracked yellow earth, and said that only this skeleton was.
As soon as the black shadow spoke, I quickly asked a few more questions, but it returned to its stagnant state. I waited for a long time and didn't even wait.
When I was about to say something else, the black shadow spoke again. The voice was not loud, as if it was saying something. I listened carefully. After a while, I couldn't help but curse MMP in my heart.
Although I didn't understand what the black shadow meant when it said these words, I finally understood what it was saying.
I can feel the strong emotion in it, which is a desire, similar to resistance, to kill all obstacles and replace the sky.
To put it bluntly, it’s poetry recitation... I can’t hold back the hand that wants to draw the knife.
"Destiny has been written in the sky. We wait for all things to be strong and offer our spirit..."
The long series of slogan-like sentences seemed to have no end. I don’t know how long it took, but it finally came to an end.