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　　 Are you planning to kill me by transferring the damage to me?

　　 Qian Jiangyue thought. Because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, his eyes gradually blurred and his body became weaker and weaker.

　　 If it’s just the neck, I can use this trick!

　　 Qian Jiangyue initiates the seventh connection, the middle part of the neck is blurred into a chain, and then the head is separated from the body, and the middle is connected by a chain. At this time, his head and body are connected by chains. However, even so, the feeling of suffocation still exists, and although it does not continue to deepen, it still cannot get him out of the predicament.

　　 He raised his left hand, grabbed his head, then stepped out with his right foot, and walked forward, while the chain instead of his neck remained in place, seeming to be fixed by mysterious power. He waited a metre away before putting his head down so that the chains under the head overlapped with the chains above the neck. The closed loops at the junction of the chains are nested together, allowing the chains to form a structure similar to the shape of "you". Then, the chain that originally replaced the neck is disconnected from the junction and is directly discarded. The new chain became the neck again, connecting the head and body together.

Turning the body into a part of the chain is exactly the new way he learned on the way. Essentially, his skills have not been upgraded, but an additional way to use it. After all, it turns out that he can connect the chain to all parts of the body, but let Part of the body is transformed into chains, and there are some different places. When faced with an emergency, there will be an additional means of coping.

　　 After getting out of the danger, the flashlight's light has returned to normal. He stepped back two steps, his eyes fell on the street lamp again, only to find that at some unknown time, the corpse had disappeared. It seemed that it had never existed. However, the bulb of the street lamp had not returned to normal, and it was still in a state of being completely extinguished, and did not seem to have recovered. Normally possible.

　　 Qian Jiangyue turned off the flashlight, turned it on again, turned it off and turned it on again, and after confirming that the corpse did not appear suddenly, did he relax his vigilance a little.

　　 "Wait, just..."

　　 said, he turned off the flashlight, and then he looked at the bottom of the street light. In the process of switching the flashlight on and off, he noticed a slight abnormality. Until now, he has not determined the source of the abnormality.

　　 At the bottom of the street lamp, there is a "匚"-shaped light oozing out, the light is very weak, and it can only be seen when the flashlight is turned off.

　　 "Is it a circuit? It shouldn't be a circuit, but something else."

Qian Jiangyue quickly ran under the light pole and stretched out his right hand to touch the light leaking place. A slight bumpy touch came from his fingertips. Then, he took out the tactical knife he had previously received from the man and stuck the blade to the gap. Push in hard. The blade pierced a little and was blocked. He frowned slightly, grasping the handle of the knife with his left hand, and pressing the palm of his right hand on the bottom of the handle, continuing to exert force while moving the blade slightly to adjust the angle of penetration. Soon, with a "pop", the street lamp housing was opened.

　　 There is a cube-shaped space inside the light pole, but there is no circuit or switch inside, only a dream flower growing on the eyeball.

　　 Qian Jiangyue stared at the spiral petals of the dream flower, and stormy waves threw up in his heart. He quickly stood up, turned on the flashlight and looked in the direction he had come. A thick black fog was slowly approaching, and the thick fog was rolling and surging like a mouth that was always dissatisfied, devouring everything along the way.

"It turns out that this road is related to the dream flower. I am afraid that the role of the dream flower is not only to make people dream beautiful, but it can even affect reality to a certain extent. If the idea is correct, you must have a dream flower to leave here. ."

He looked at the thick black fog that was rolling forward, looked away, turned his head to look at Menghua inside the light pole, then, he squatted on the ground, his left hand stretched out and grabbed the eyeball under Menghua, but he stretched out his hand. It stopped suddenly after reaching the eyeball. He hesitated. Although the current correct solution was to contact Menghua, he still didn't know anything about Menghua in essence, and didn't know what the consequences would be after contact.

　　 Suddenly, the back of the shadow play chasing man came to his mind.

　　 "She came here with me, saying nothing can make her take the risk alone."

　　 Qian Jiangyue did not hesitate anymore, grabbing his eyeball with his left hand, and at the moment he touched his eyeball, he felt that there seemed to be several black cracks in his eyes, but the cracks quickly disappeared without any effect on his vision. He looked down at his body and didn't notice much change. Then, he turned his head to look in the direction where the shadow puppet had left.

　　 The dense trees began to move to the sides, giving way to a narrow road. On the roadside, dream flowers began to grow, adorn the verdant woods, and the gorgeous colors scattered among the leaves, which made people feel a sense of festival and joy. The gloomy and weird before were all washed away by this dreamlike color. Disperse, disappear without a trace. Menghua is the passport to move on.

Qian Jiangyue glanced back. The light of the flashlight illuminates the way he came, but he couldn't penetrate the black fog that came in anyway. However, as the black fog gradually approached, he had different discoveries, the so-called black fog. , In fact, there is mystery inside, and what constitutes the black mist is actually countless roaring human faces. The human face was wailing because of pain, and also suffering because of howling. In the pain, someone's face seemed to glimpse the dream flower in his hand. In an instant, the expression of desperation replaced the pain, and then turned into madness. The speed of the black mist approaching suddenly increased. Qian Jiangyue didn't waste any more time, turned his head and ran forward.

　　 Regardless of the result, going forward is the only choice.

　　 A breeze blew past my ears, mixed with the man's low and sad whimpers. Qian Jiangyue shrank her neck and stepped firm. As she continued to deepen, the width of the road became narrower, and the height of the leaves above it was also declining, resulting in a smaller and smaller range of activities. Until the end, she couldn't even straighten. The body can only bend forward.

　　 "Will you be attacked?"

　　 Qian Jiangyue started to slow down, watching the surroundings vigilantly, and now it is extremely difficult for him to avoid the enemy's sneak attack from anywhere. Fortunately, what he was worried about did not happen, so he continued to walk for about 5 minutes. When he almost had to lie on the ground to move forward, the front finally became clear. He stood up and straightened his body~www.wuxiaspot. com~ Then, at first sight, he saw the shadow play standing at the exit, but before he had time to ask, he was attracted by the scene ahead.

　　 The green grassland with a radius of about 10 meters formed an open area in the woods. However, it was not the grass that attracted his attention, but the "people" on the grass. There were more than a dozen people standing on the grass, all of whom were wearing clothes similar to those of the men before, and their eyes were the same as those of men, and they had been replaced by Menghua.

　　 Their lower bodies are covered and fixed by green vines, like "vegetables", frozen in place. Their upper bodies are posing in different poses, some with their hands folded on their chests, with happy faces, some with their heads up and looking up, looking expectant, and some with their hands stretched forward, their expressions are pious, as if they are accepting the gift of God. . Regardless of their posture, their faces are filled with happy and contented smiles, as if martyrs who sought the truth finally found the way they pursued.

　　 "Are you okay?" Qian Jiangyue turned around and asked about the shadow puppet show.

　　 The shadow play turned her head, her eyes widened, her eyes were full of horror, but she didn't say anything, and then her gaze fell on the dream flower in Qian Jiangyue's left hand.

　　 Qian Jiangyue followed the eyes of the shadow puppet show, only to realize that Menghua did not know when it had grown to his hand, and it seemed to be connected to the body.

　　 "Will we become like that?" asked the shadow puppet, his voice trembling.

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