Chapter 68
Lin Yangfei was very puzzled.

Because words like "I'm afraid" would never come from the mouth of a murderer.

He fears?
What is he afraid of?Is it [-] or [-]?
Could it be that, behind the truth of the case back then, there might be something else hidden?But no matter how you say it, it can't change the fact that he is a criminal. Although he has died long ago, it doesn't mean that the crime he committed is not a crime.

"I want, go, leave, leave..." the puppet murmured, and Wang Yishu rushed towards Lin Yangfei fiercely.

To be honest, Lin Yangfei didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to do, he could think of a way to reason and reason, let him fight with a ghost, his cognition was beyond common sense, how could he fight back?

Therefore, he just raised his hand subconsciously, trying to protect his head.

People's first reaction is like this. When it is most dangerous, they want to protect the most important part of their body.

But the expected scene didn't happen. The moment Wang Yishu rushed over, he was hit by Mo Bing against the wall, only the sound of window glass shattering, and several black threads wrapped around Mo Bing's body, lifting him up, silently Bing raised his hand, as if he wanted to do something, but when he looked down and saw Wang Yishu's face, he hesitated.

It was this hesitation that gave Xiya the upper hand. As soon as he turned around, he threw Mo Bing out of the window.

With a muffled sound, Mo Bing, together with countless shards of glass, fell on the aisle outside.

"Mo Bing! How are you?" Lin Yang couldn't see, so he could only shout anxiously.

The aisle is connected to the corridor, and you can see the scene outside the villa, which is quite different from the daytime. There is no garden or forest. Looking out from here, you can see the moon.

There are only countless black bugs flying in the sky, leaving a faint trail. The moon is blood red, only half of it, and the other half seems to be hidden in the dark clouds, but if you look carefully, you can see it. You will also find that the black clouds in the sky will not float at all.

Looking down from the balcony, it is the same surging darkness, with arms stretched upwards, moving slowly, occasionally revealing a gap, and you can see the layers of bones underneath, everyone I don't know how many skeletons are lying here, because it can be seen at a glance, it is impossible to count.

If you take advantage of the faint red light of the moon, you can see a small river quietly flowing far away. The surface of the river is calm and clear. There will be a black shadow flashing past, but the speed is too fast, it is difficult to see clearly.

No one will think that such a scenery is beautiful, because after you see it, you will only radiate fear of this place from the bottom of your heart. For no reason, you will be afraid involuntarily, including ghosts, and this is no exception.

Mo Bing had seen this scene when he was on the fifth floor.

Wang Yishu leaned against the window and went over after turning it over. Mo Bing lay on the ground and sat up with his hands propped up.

After they turned over, Lin Yangfei couldn't see them even more. Lin Yangfei took two steps forward, and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He knew that the best way to deal with it now was not to act, but his teammates faced It's dangerous, he can't stay here and wait, Lin Yangfei held on to the handle of the knife, biting his clothes with his teeth, fine sweat broke out from his forehead, and pulled the knife out of his body as soon as he became ruthless out.

Lin Yangfei let out a muffled snort, and a large amount of blood gushed out in an instant. He folded a thick layer of clothes and pressed hard on the wound. It was still too reckless. Lin Yangfei did not expect that he would be dizzy, He couldn't recover for a long time, he felt that his strength was gradually losing, but he still clutched his stomach and held on, feeling that his hands were soaked with his own blood.

Lin Yangfei let go of the mouth that was biting his clothes, and then touched in the backpack. He remembered that when he was in his birth room, he brought transparent glue with him, and it should still be in his backpack. Stop it, now I feel that relying on his strength alone can't press the wound.

Mo Bing was punched by Wang Yishu and fell to the floor.

The black silk thread on his body climbed onto Mo Bing's mask, and with a light pull, it was torn off.

In the faint red moonlight, Mo Bing's true face can be vaguely seen.

Wang Yishu didn't respond, and West Asia paused slightly, obviously he was very surprised, yes, if Lin Yangfei saw this scene, he would probably be surprised too, because there was nothing under Mo Bing's mask .

Except for his eyes, there was nothing on his face, no nose and no mouth, and the rest was pure black, like a liquid that could flow. Mo Bing stood up, his body was still the same. There is no scar, in fact, it is not that there is no scar, but all the scars he received, after splitting, there are black unknown substances inside, and then the skin recovers little by little.

"Monster!" West Asia said word by word.

It is ironic that he is a dead person calling another person a monster.

This was indeed beyond Xi Ya's expectation, but he quickly realized that the black lines on his body swelled up, and then covered Wang Yishu's whole body. The original black turned into sharp claws and flew towards Wang Yishu.

The black threads gathered together to block his attack. The two kinds of black were intertwined with each other. The black thread was attached to Mo Bing's right hand, which was constantly devouring his strength and expanding. Mo Bing pulled out the blade decisively and cut off the His right hand, and taking advantage of this, the knife in his left hand stabbed into the black thread wrapped by the doll.

Once the right hand was separated from Mo Bing's body, it turned into little drops of water and flowed down, dripping on the ground, and then quickly collected on Mo Bing's body. Mo Bing stepped back and opened the distance between the two of them.

Lin Yangfei could only hear the movement of the aisle outside the window, but he couldn't go to help. He took a step forward, but he was still exhausted and knelt down on the ground. In his last memory, there was only a black shadow walking beside him passing scene.

By the way, since when did there be no movement from Chen Donghui next door?
In the next second, a black mist covered Lin Yangfei's abdominal wound. Wang Hongbin stood beside him and muttered in a low voice: "How dare you pull out the knife, do you want to die early? I'm really upset, and One person was saved."

……

Xi Ya revealed his blood-red pupils and stared at Mo Bing. The puppet was already wrapped in black thread, and his strange and stuttering voice came: "Why, why? Why, what?"

Mo Bing confronted him without answering, his right hand was empty, while his left hand was holding Wang Yishu's body, Wang Yishu had lost consciousness and passed out, the moment just now was to save Wang Yishu.

According to the devouring method of West Asia just now, Wang Yishu would definitely die within a few minutes.

"I'm confused, aren't you?" Suddenly a head popped out of the window.

Xi Ya looked over vigilantly, and saw Wang Hongbin lazily leaning against the broken window, pointing at Mo Bing and saying:
"He's obviously a monster, but he's been saving people all the time, don't you think he's stupid too?"

(End of this chapter)

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