Chapter 37 Death Cycle 14
The more she struggled, the tighter the tentacles grasped. Those countless tentacles seemed to be trying their best to pull Song Xiaoxiao into the bottomless abyss. Song Xiaoxiao's breathing became more and more difficult, and the harder it was for her eyes to open, she felt that she Suffocating.

She literally couldn't breathe.Song Xiaoxiao's breathing became weaker and weaker. She felt like she was already floating, but because these tentacles were dragging her, she could only let herself fall.

Song Xiaoxiao even thought that she would be pulled into the bottomless abyss. When she just thought about it, she felt the feeling of weightlessness and despair when she fell into the abyss.

Song Xiaoxiao's appearance made the man on the side have a big mouth. When he saw Song Xiaoxiao in pain, he became excited.

Suddenly, he met a pair of dark eyes. Lao Yang screamed in horror and backed away in fear. As he backed away, a long trail of blood appeared.

Song Xiaoxiao looked at her and sneered.

Yes, Song Xiaoxiao was just doing an interesting experiment, Su Mi's words reminded her of a possibility, so she just experimented, and fear is indeed the scariest thing here.

So at the last moment, she completely relaxed herself and reset all her imagination to zero, and she saw the whole picture of Ward 444.

Without the support of the illusion, Lao Yang also began to change, his head fell from his body.It became a headless corpse, but his corpse was still receding. Although he had no head and couldn't see his expression, Song Xiaoxiao still felt his fear.

Ward 444 changed again at this time. Only one of the original two beds remained, which was the bed where people often died. And that was not actually a bed, but...an operating table.

"Tick tock..."

A familiar voice came. At this moment, Song Xiaoxiao was no longer afraid. She saw a headless corpse lying on it, and the limbs of the corpse were still separated.

And every time Song Xiaoxiao blinked, the people above were different.Song Xiaoxiao walked forward, watching the people above disappear and reappear.

There are bottles and jars all around, as well as various reagents, and even...

There are also various bright red liquids, Song Xiaoxiao can't see what's inside, Ward 444 is bigger than Song Xiaoxiao imagined, and it's like an independent part of this building.

In front of her was a staircase leading straight up. Song Xiaoxiao subconsciously raised his legs. From the corner of his eye, he saw the headless old Yang slowly growing a new head.

He looked at Song Xiaoxiao bitterly, and when he saw Song Xiaoxiao lifting his feet, he was as dull as a dead fish's eyes, and there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

Song Xiaoxiao's lips curled up slightly, but she suddenly stopped. She took a few steps back and walked towards Lao Yang. Lao Yang looked at her bitterly. Song Xiaoxiao knelt down and looked at Lao Yang. At this moment, Song Xiaoxiao knelt down and looked at Lao Yang. Xiaoxiao felt that he should have been afraid.

Because I saw his head falling in front of me and his limbs disintegrating in front of me, so I should have a heart of fear when facing this inhuman thing.
But at this moment, not only was she not afraid, she even wanted to confirm this conjecture urgently

"Let me guess, they established the nursing home originally to build an experimental base. You should be the original test product of the Love Sanatorium. Because of your unwillingness and your influence, the Love Sanatorium has become what it is now under your influence. That's it. So Lao Yang, you are not only the first victim, but also the accomplice and mastermind of this caring nursing home, right?"

Lao Yang looked at her resentfully, his eyes looked like he wanted to tear Song Xiaoxiao apart, but he didn't dare to do anything as if he was concerned about something
"Ding dong..."

(End of this chapter)

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