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Chapter 1224 Dancer in the dark

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."

The cheerful and rhythmic tunes still echoed in the room, and the tapping and powerful dance movements still did not stop, but there were a few more discordant sounds in the sound.

The viscous and warm liquid flew in the air, smashed against the walls, splashed on the floor, and slid down steadily on the few pieces of furniture.

The footsteps landed on the ground, and there was a touch of smoothness and stickiness in the sound.

The dull footsteps added noise, and the melody was also changed at this moment by some notes that jumped in and added.

The darkness was still so thick that no one could see any light, and the spreading perception magnified all the details in an instant. Lin Mo turned around slowly, his eyes had been closed, but he was looking at it with another way.

Watch everything that happens in this room.

Perception became subtle, and the ground that originally looked smooth was actually uneven and full of irregular small spikes.

It turned out that the flat wall had many small holes on it, which were constantly vibrating with the sound of music. The sound echoed in every corner of the room. Originally, Lin Mo just thought that a speaker was placed here.

But the entire community has lost power and all the lights have been turned off. How can this speaker have the power to continue working?

The black shadow power covering the wall was trembling slightly. All the sounds did not come from any electronic equipment, but from the walls in this room.

Every wall was trembling, every hole on it was trembling, and the whole room was like a huge speaker, playing the increasingly exciting tunes all the time.

The rhythm has been slow at the beginning and has gradually accelerated now.

It seems that someone is urging gently, as if someone can't wait. He or she, his or her time is very short, and there is no time for him or her to wait patiently.

In the room, in the darkness, the cheerful dancer is still dancing. Her delicate figure and beautiful curves are blooming quietly in this darkness. No, she is not quiet, and she cannot be quiet.

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The ticking, ticking sound also began to become fast and full of rhythm.

That is an addition to this music, that is a response to this passionate melody.

The music reverberating in the room slowly increased in volume, and the walls shook more violently. The whole house seemed to be shaking gently, as if it was being affected by an earthquake or a strong wind.

The dancing girl's dancing posture is more vivid and beautiful. Every time she raises her legs, every time she raises her arms, every time she rotates her body, she speeds up.

She was desperately trying to catch up with the rhythm, and she succeeded. She was not even half a point behind.

However, there is a price to pay for catching up, just like the car needs to step on the accelerator to speed up.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Among this crisp sound, there were once again some different sounds.

It was the gathering of water droplets, the sliding of water droplets, the sound of liquid slowly flowing. More and more warm and viscous liquids were contaminating the whole room like plum blossoms, and like raindrops flying in the sky.

The raindrops falling from the sky just fall vertically towards the ground, but the raindrops in this room fly in all directions from the center.

On the floor of the living room, the thumping sound of footsteps has disappeared and has become the sound of stepping on the stagnant water on a rainy day.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

The viscous liquid gathered into a small puddle on the ground, the feet that fell heavily, the feet that rotated violently, the curve that suddenly bent and then straightened...

The rhythm is getting faster and faster, the sound is getting louder and louder, and the whole room is shaking with this huge sound.

But in the center of the room, the dancer in the darkness was still like the dancing butterfly, beating all the time.

She spun quickly, swung violently, her long hair flew around in mid-air, her jade legs swayed, as if they were being driven away, and her body swayed, bringing out afterimages.

The afterimage was not a visual illusion, but the aftermath of the tremor, the floating liquid, scattered in mid-air, and the silhouette that remained in place because the movement was too fast.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound was deafening, and the whole room shook violently. The walls seemed to collapse, the roof seemed to collapse, and the ground seemed to be dented. No, it was already dented.

The originally smooth ground turned into a small lake, or rather, a pool.

In the center of the pool, there was a vortex that was constantly rotating. Countless warm liquids flew out of the vortex, falling on the walls, the ceiling, and the cabinet not far from Lin Mo.

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The water droplets slid slowly, thick and slow, completely different from the rhythm of the entire room. But as more and more water droplets splashed on the wall, the ceiling, and the cabinet, the sound of flowing slowly sounded, and the speed naturally changed.

Hurry.

Shocking and powerful, the whole room has been plunged into a crazy mood, the sound, the tune, the rhythm, and the dancer existing in the darkness.

She became shorter, but she didn't seem to notice that her legs were no longer as slender as before, her figure was not as full as before, and her arms seemed to have become weak. She danced for too long.

After a long time, the warm little lake on the ground slowly rose, and it had

It spread to the entrance hall, and for a long time raindrops began to fall on the ceiling. For a long time, the surrounding walls began to become mottled, as if a layer of paint had been splashed on them.

She danced so fast that it was impossible to see her dancing posture. At first glance, it looked like a rapidly spinning top. The pool at her feet was so fast that it could not submerge her smooth jade feet...

But...where are her feet?

Gone, gone, seemed to disappear very suddenly.

"Click, click, click..."

The ticking sound is still reverberating, and the roaring sound makes it difficult to hear what the rhythm is, and in this tune, there is a new, very crisp, and very special sound.

It's like someone holding a pair of pliers, finding a piece of wood, and using the pliers to break the piece of wood inch by inch.

But, what is the thing that is broken here?

What is it that is being crushed layer by layer?

What is mixed and floating in the water of the pool?

It may be white or red, but at this time it can only be black.

The water in the pool was getting higher and higher and had spread to the entire room. The rain was no longer limited to the ceiling of the living room. It was blown by the rapidly rotating vortex and spread to other parts of the room.

The dancer in the darkness was still jumping, no, I should say, spinning, because she could no longer dance.

She is getting shorter and shorter, like a person who is out of rhythm. The raindrops are falling faster and more, and the water in the pool is getting bigger and bigger, and the water surface is getting higher and higher. She is actually getting shorter.

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Fortunately, the vortex got bigger and louder, the sound got louder and louder, and the tremors in the whole room got louder and louder.

The wind stirred up in the calm room, with gusts of wind and whistling. It was whistling or not laughing, but gradually I couldn't tell what it was, and the whistling turned into laughter, which made people tremble.

The endless laughter echoed in every corner of the room.

Lin Mo had to use the power of the shadow to create a small barrier for himself to protect him and the door behind him. He was worried about being submerged and he was worried about stepping into it.

The water surface ripples, because of the falling water droplets and the crazy dancing vortex. It is obviously not deep, but at this time it is bottomless. It is obviously not much, but at this time it is like a vast ocean.

The ripples trembled and rushed, and the sweet and fishy smell surged. It seemed to have turned into a tsunami at this moment. Wave after wave of waves arose in the dark wave, rushing toward Lin Mo, seeming to ask him,

How is this music?

How is this rhythm?

Is this dance exciting enough?

So, why...haven't you joined yet?


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