Conquer the beast in the doomsday game

Chapter 290 Weird Illusion

I quickly flipped through the thick book in front of me, and finally stopped at a certain page. The fonts there did indeed look the same as the fonts in this house.

I saw the fonts on the page appearing like golden light, and finally got into her mind, as if these words were deeply imprinted in her mind.

Shen Qiutang looked up at the rows of plaques again, and now he could pronounce the words on them smoothly. The names of the people on the plaques were all named Huo. I think the name engraved on the big house outside should be Huo Zhai.

The people kneeling in these mourning halls, whether they were men, women, old or young, all looked as pale as paper with their faces and lips, but their eyes were so dark that they looked as if they had no pupils. It was simply terrifying.

A shrinking figure in the crowd caught her attention. When that figure saw her, his eyes suddenly lit up. He pushed the crowd and quickly came to her side. This figure was none other than Jian Wushuang who was following her.

"It's great. I finally saw a normal person. These people are so weird. They are as cold as if they were frozen in an ice cellar. They have all been here crying since I came here. The strange thing is, look They don’t seem to see our presence.”

After hearing what Jian Wushuang said, Shen Qiutang also observed these people carefully. Jian Wushuang was right. These people seemed not to be aware of their existence and were just wiping their tears and crying.

She tentatively stretched out a hand and waved it in front of a pale face. When Jian Wushuang saw this, his heart rose in his throat and he became extremely nervous.

"What kind of place is this? Why does it look so strange?" At this time, the voices of the Ling brothers came to her ears. Shen Qiutang looked over following the voices and saw that there were more than just the Ling brothers standing over there. And Huang Yueying and Mo Li.

"Look, these people don't seem to be able to see us, how amazing is it?" Ling Xuan waved his hands in front of these people with interest, and these pale people were weeping alone.

Those weirdos were raising their feet when they were suddenly entangled by weird vines. Just as they were thinking of breaking free, the Wanxiang Dragon rushed towards them with an indestructible aura.

The Ling brothers asked for a long time but couldn't find out anything. They were so angry that they simply stopped asking.

Now Shen Qiutang understood. It turned out that after they left, these people all followed her and chose the leftmost road.

Those weird people made weird sounds that sounded like crying but looked at her with hateful eyes, and their mouths were accompanied by strange screams from time to time.

Only then did Shen Qiutang realize that Feng Bumian and the boy named Thirteen were standing not far away from them. Judging from their somewhat confused expressions, it was obvious that they had just arrived here not long ago.

To the right of the oil lamp, there is a pillar hanging from an iron chain. There seems to be a picture of flying in the sky carved on the pillar.

She jerked her hand, and the energy in her body flowed into her hand, and she used the all-powerful dragon to rush towards the rushing figures.

However, after hearing her words, Shen Qiutang suddenly had an idea in his heart. It seemed that Huang Yueying knew more, but this woman had always kept it secret, and no one could find any flaws, let alone get it from her mouth. Did you find any useful clues?

"Ahhhh~"

"That's not right. Didn't that Young Master Feng follow you closely? Why did you come to ask us when you couldn't find him?"

Li Li glanced behind her, but didn't see the two figures he wanted to see. Something was on his mind. He couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Why are you two here alone, and they two?"

"Come on, drag her over and burn her as a sacrifice!"

"please"

The two figures at the front were suddenly cut in half, and the weirdos behind couldn't help but feel timid. Shen Qiutang once again activated the Wandering Dragon, while controlling the rose vines in his hands.

As the old man read these words, Shen Qiutang suddenly felt something bad in her heart. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was in a white place, with a green and weak oil lamp hanging in front of her. A pale shadow floated.

"Now that everyone is here, it's time for us to worship the gods."

Before Shen Qiutang could speak, the three of them seemed to have discovered her and Jian Wushuang, and came to their side.

She was currently surrounded by several pale-faced weirdos. The leader was a thin man with pale face, triangular eyes, and freckles all over his face. He was wearing linen and mourning, and he was looking at her sinisterly.

After the pale-faced people surrounding her heard the order, they immediately stretched out their skinny white claws like chicken claws to grab her.

But he didn't see Feng Buyimian or the taciturn young man beside him.

She immediately pulled out the Shushuang Sword and chopped off several of the hands that were stretched out, and the hands that looked like chicken feet fell to the ground.

After hearing Jian Wushuang's words, the two Ling brothers couldn't help but blush, and then hesitantly said: "He followed you after you left. We also followed him after seeing him walking this way. I didn’t expect to find him after so long.”

Shen Qiutang immediately covered her head. The sharp and harsh sound made her have a splitting headache.

Why are the three of them here? Could it be that they and I have chosen the same path?

Huang Yueying suddenly said in a soft tone: "You'd better stop. These people may not be able to see us now, but they may not be able to see us later."

But no one expected that they would suddenly lose consciousness while walking. After they regained consciousness, they found themselves in this weird mourning hall.

The pillar next to the oil lamp suddenly turned the color of burning iron, and the face on the oil lamp looked at her with a strange smile. Shen Qiutang suddenly felt his scalp numb.

Huang Yueying smiled faintly and looked away. No matter how much the Ling brothers pressed her, she refused to say a word.

"What do you mean by this, Vice Captain Huang? Do you have some clues?"

An extremely unfamiliar voice came from behind several people. They couldn't help but be startled at the same time. They quickly turned around and discovered that a pale old man wearing a white robe and a white turban on his head was facing them with a weird and twisted smile.

Ling Xuan subconsciously withdrew his hand and complained: "It's so cold, it's so cold. Why are these people so cold?"

The weirdos momentarily ignored the vines under their feet and prepared to meet them, but unexpectedly, the energy in their bodies seemed to be drained instantly and turned into golden energy balls, and several bodies were washed apart.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Qiutang drained all the weirdos here and turned them into golden energy balls and put them away.

"You are the devil!" The shadow on the oil lamp suddenly screamed in terror.

Shen Qiutang's eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward with the oil lamp in front of the burning red pillar.

(End of chapter)