Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Chapter 225 Confrontation

The sun is shining outside, but there seems to be something in the room, and the sun can't come in.

Zhou Ye is just an ordinary person, he can't feel the fluctuation of mental power here, so when the door is opened, he only feels a little uncomfortable instinctively.

But Song Qing is different. She has entered the trial of the gods three times, wandering on the edge of death, and she can't be more sensitive to that kind of death.

When Zhou Ye pushed the door open, a kind of evil thought came out from the door, and the depressed feeling was like a dense needle. When it struck her head on, her body was stimulated, and the spiritual power in her body began to instinctively operate automatically.

This room was weird, and her spiritual sense was released immediately, covering every corner and location of the room.

To be honest, Song Qingxiao has experienced deadly and **** scenes several times, and her heart has long been resistant to this.

But it was the first time she encountered this kind of illusory ghosts and gods, and the feeling was both exciting and novel.

Obviously she and Zhou Ye are the only two in the room, but she just feels that there is another weird and eerie spiritual sense here.

That feeling was like the moment when I entered the trial space for the second time and saw the doctor who was killed by my own hands reappeared in the first trial.

Every hair on the body was erected, and after the spiritual power was running, a faint frost and mist appeared on the surface of the body, which made the temperature in the room that had been cold and cold suddenly drop even lower.

A wave of malice came from all directions, invisible and invisible, as if spying on them from any corner of the room, as if clamoring for them to'get out'!

Zhou Ye only felt that the temperature in the room dropped more than ten degrees with the instant effort. He shuddered, and he felt that there was indeed something evil in his heart.

A moment ago, I felt that the light in the room was bright, and then I felt like a cloud floating in the air, blocking the sunlight, making the light in the room dim.

Just at this moment, a slight wind blew slowly, and the shading white crepe curtains were slid on the floor-to-ceiling glass, making rhythmic sounds of ‘click, click, click’.

The room is empty, the windows inside are locked, where does the wind come from?

It was obvious that the temperature inside the room was extremely low, and Zhou Ye's back seemed to be flooded at this moment. Sweat dripped out, soaking the shirt inside.

The moment the white folded curtain swayed, the mottled yellow dots on the upper head seemed to come alive, shaking and moving, becoming more and more eye-catching, and the light reflected on the pale and dazzling walls around the house, as if at this moment, Blood is pouring from the canopy, as if to sprinkle every corner of the house!

The walls, roof, and curtains were full of red blood spots. As these blood stains appeared, a sweet and greasy smell poured into the noses of the two of them. It seemed to be floral, but with the light spots in the room, It seems to be disgusting blood!

"what!"

Zhou Yeqing couldn't help but let out a scream, "Blood..."

Song Qingxiao hadn't encountered a ‘ghost’ yet, and that strange and cold consciousness tried to surround her and Zhou Ye.

But she is different from Zhou Ye. In addition to her experience of life and death, her mental power has been tempered several times and the foundation has been laid. This kind of attack method is even no better than the mental power that died at her hands last night. Those who can!

That divine consciousness was blocked by her, unable to invade into the sea of ​​her consciousness, causing hallucinations.

"Small bugs!"

Song Qingxiao guarded the sea of ​​knowledge, and the divine consciousness gathered into a bunch, and pierced the cold air that surrounded him.

This attack method was learned from those who attacked her with mental power yesterday. At this time, the mental power was stabbed by her and quickly dissipated.

Zhou Ye was still screaming again and again. He saw blood in all directions, and the suffocating blood smell at the end of his nose, and his fear almost crushed his nerves.

"Ahhhhh..."

At this moment, Song Qing's small voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Humph!"

This cold snort was like a thunder on the ground, shaking Zhou Ye, who was in the panic and panic, back to reality.

A frosty air followed Song Qing's Xiao Leng hum to dissipate the cold in the house.

This coldness is different from the previous gloomy mood. The previous coldness is more like a weird, distorted and terrifying maliciousness. At this time, this coldness is like frost and snow, with bitterness, causing People have clear thoughts in an instant!

"There is a ghost..." Zhou Ye shuddered violently, and once he woke up, he couldn't help but yelled:

"Miss Song, there is a ghost!"

At this moment, he forgot that he was still a man. His previous bizarre encounter caused him to clash with his upper and lower teeth, making a clattering sound. At this moment, Zhou Ye didn't feel embarrassed or even fearful. Under the influence, he wished to hide behind Song Qingxiao's back.

"Where is the ghost?"

Song Qing gave him a small look. The mental power just had a deep impact on him. His face was blue and white, with cold sweat on his forehead, slid down his cheeks, gathered at his chin, and dropped to his neckline. On the shirt, the clothes fainted a large amount of wet marks in a short while.

Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment. He suppressed his fear and lowered his head to look at Song Qingxiao. Her expression was calm and her eyes were still half-shielded by the long bangs.

"Just...Blood..." After being frightened, Zhou Ye reluctantly returned to his body like three souls and seven souls, and his words were a little bit uninteresting.

Song Qing curled her mouth while urinating, "Where is there any blood?"

Zhou Ye instinctively pointed at the curtain~www.wuxiaspot.com~that..."

But as his fingers passed, only a few uncleaned yellow spots were still seen on the curtains, and the very white painted walls were also plain, with no blood splashed on.

"It's just the rose flower blooming downstairs." Song Qing looked down at his dumbfounded appearance, and said something.

That weird spiritual sense had been temporarily pushed back by her, causing Song Qingxiao to feel a little headache, because this thing did not know where it was hiding.

Her spiritual consciousness spread throughout the room, and she could no longer feel the malice.

But this thing does clearly exist. It is only temporarily retiring at this time, and may still be hidden somewhere, ‘staring’ at the two of them.

Zhou Ye’s face was extremely ugly, and the room was indeed bright, unlike the dim and gloomy sights he had seen before. The red roses downstairs were reflected on the white screen windows through the floor-to-ceiling glass, combined with the pale yellow ones. The spots may have caused him to have the illusion of blood stains remaining on the curtains.

The end of the nose didn't smell the **** smell, but the sweet floral scent. It might be that when he entered the house, he didn't close the door and blew in along the door.

His reason told him so, and Song Qingxiao said the same, but Zhou Ye remembered the scene he'saw' before, and he was still cold all over, and he dared not stay in this room anymore.

"Miss Song, you have already seen the house, should we leave here and talk about it?"

He felt that this room gave him a very uncomfortable feeling, and just wanted to leave quickly.

Song Qingxiao entered the room and stood by the window.

Her figure was stretched very long by the sun. Zhou Ye was both panicked and bitterly stubbornly waiting. Watching her touch left and right, she went into the dressing room and bathroom again. This short two or three minutes of effort was very difficult for him. It's as difficult as torture.