Embers Ad Infinitum

boom!

In the sound of the door closing, Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that the air became thinner.

No, it's not thin, but sticky, so thick that it seems to be solidified and turned into an iron plate, which makes it impossible for people to absorb it at all.

Not only that, but the air is still shrinking, like a pair of iron hands, trying to contain Jiang Baimian's throat, like layers of mud, to bury people.

Jiang Baimian twisted his head hard, and saw that the faces and expressions of Long Yuehong and Bai Chen became abnormal.

Although as far as suffocation is concerned, the reaction will not be so fast, but Long Yuehong seems to have really entered a ghost story. He does not know who is pinching his neck, and the whole person becomes groggy.

He struggled hard and tried to resist, but because of the "solidification" of the surrounding air, his movements were restricted.

Moreover, there is no one around him at all, and he doesn't know what to do to get rid of this predicament.

The most helpless thing about people is that you can't find your enemy at all.

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian suddenly energized his waist and abdomen, forcibly moved two steps, and came to Long Yuehong's side.

She reached out her left palm and grabbed Long Yuehong's shoulder.

Then, she forcefully lifted Long Yuehong, just like throwing a shot put, and directly hurled the teammate towards the top of the stairs.

With Long Yuehong's weight, she was still flying lightly.

boom!

He hit the wall on the side of the stairs, bounced back to the middle of the stairs, and rolled down, extremely fast.

With his face and back constantly colliding with the stairs, Long Yuehong fell dizzy and couldn't stop it.

In two or three seconds, he rolled to the corner of the stairs.

Long Yuehong was surprised to find that the feeling of being pinched on her neck was much weaker, and her breathing had recovered a bit.

The viscosity of the air here is obviously much weaker than that of the seventh layer!

Regardless of thinking about why, Long Yuehong relied on instinct, experience and inertia to roll towards the ladder connecting the sixth floor.

In the sound of pops, he finally returned to the sixth floor.

At this moment, he only felt that the surrounding air was so fresh, so beautiful, and so touching.

When Long Yuehong flew towards the stairs, Shang Jianyao withdrew his eyes from him with regret and turned to Bai Chen.

Ding Ding Ding!

Shang Jian Yao seemed to be running with hundreds of catties, and his expression became savage.

Within a few steps, he had arrived behind Bai Chen's side.

He raised his right leg and kicked it sharply in the light of Bai Chen's ass.

During this process, he seemed to have even used his strength to feed on milk.

Bai Chen "flyed" uncontrollably to the stairs, turning into a ground gourd, falling down one by one.

At this time, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao each held their breath and ran towards the stairs leading to the sixth floor.

They exhausted all their strength, as if facing an invisible, powerful, ubiquitous, and increasingly powerful enemy dragging.

After a lot of effort, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao arrived at the stairs one after another.

Then, they covered their head and face, relying on the blessing of gravity, and rolled down.

After rolling back to the seventh floor, Jiang Baimian finally felt that the air had become normal.

She stood up with a carp, glanced at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen who were still dizzy, and said in a deep voice:

"Go back to the room first!"

If their reaction was slower just now, the whole group might stay on the seventh floor, in the form of corpses.

The sense of suffocation, the sense of burying, is getting stronger and stronger!

In the air, the feeling of suffocation remained, and the four members of the "Old Tune Team" returned to the room where "Garibaldi" was located.

As for the gray-robed monk's corpse on the stairs, they were too late to take care of it, nor did they dare to take care of it.

After closing the door, Shang Jian Yao glanced at Long Yuehong, who was blue and swollen, and complained to Jiang Baimian:

"You should throw Xiaobai."

Obviously, he wanted to kick Long Yuehong's **** more.

Jiang Baimian "heh" said:

"According to the team tactical manual, give priority to the one that is closer."

Yes, yes, I don’t want to be kicked directly...Long Yuehong wanted to say so, but found that Bai Chen’s face was not much bruised. She seemed to have reacted while being kicked. , Protected the head in advance.

In comparison, although he was the first to roll the stairs, he was still bruised everywhere.

He didn't dare to blame the team leader for throwing too hard, so that he had no time to react, so he could only helplessly laugh at himself and his luck was not good.

At this time, Bai Chen forced the topic back to the right track.

She said in a deep voice:

"I feel there is more than one person on the seventh floor."

Someone is trying to confuse the "old tune group" and let them into that room; somebody is preventing the door from opening; somebody is trying to spread the message; somebody is killing people... some of these behaviors contradict each other, and they don't look like a person at all. It can be done.

"From the situation just now, at least two people are fighting each other. We are just one of the props." Jiang Baimian nodded.

She immediately glanced at Shang Jian Yao:

"But it is not ruled out that the person who is similar to Hei has split personality, and in reality they will contain each other and confront each other for a long time."

"Let me just say it!" Shang Jian Yao had an expression that I had predicted.

He had previously assumed that the "Buddha's body" had ninety-nine-eighty-one "personality."

Long Yuehong recalled:

"I remember opening and closing the door coexisted at the same time, and there was an obvious see-saw.

"If it's really a split personality, can you still fight each other directly?"

This is roughly equivalent to an awakened being able to use both abilities at the same time without relying on props.

"I'm not quite sure about this." Jiang Baimian looked sideways at Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao replied with a little regret:

"It's not working right now, maybe you can wait to enter the'corridor of the soul'."

"Therefore, the'split personality theory' cannot be fully confirmed, and the suppressed demon said' it is also possible." Jiang Baimian thought, "but, this is not the point of the problem. After all, we have escaped. After that, remember that you don’t want to go to the seventh floor anyway. The point now is, what does the “Home” that is trying to spread out in the room mean?"

"Hom Reproductive Medical Center in Fah Region?" Long Yuehong thought of this first.

Bai Chen nodded afterwards:

"I think it's just that. The person in the room wants us to go to one of the five holy sites, the Holm Reproductive Medical Center, which is the site of Wasteland No. 13. There may be hidden secrets that he wants us to discover."

"Yeah." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly.

Obviously, she thought so too.

Purely in terms of words, Hom means lowland and small island, and there is no special point. At least the "old-tone group" currently can't think of any qualified places.

"I'm a little bit inclined towards the devil now." Shang Jianyao interrupted suddenly.

Actually I too...Long Yuehong responded in a low voice in her heart.

A place in the wasteland 13 ruins is sealed with the terrifying "devil" Wu Meng. Now, in room 3 on the seventh floor of Sikaruo Temple, the Huo who wants the "old tune team" to go to the wasteland 13 remains. Reproductive Medical Center. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Combined with the rumor that the "Buddha's body" suppressed a demon, it is hard not to make a similar association.

But in this way, it will come to the weird conclusion that "the Buddha's body should kill the gray-robed monk and kill his mouth."

Jiang Baimian has not responded yet, Shang Jianyao has already asked enthusiastically:

"Are you going?"

"Let's talk about it." Jiang Baimian said perfunctorily, "Even if the Holm Reproductive Medical Center is not equal to that secret laboratory, the danger will not be less. We still report to the company and see what tips we can get."

After speaking, she looked around thoughtfully:

"Whenever we discuss similar things, Master Chanaka doesn't seem to be'participated'.

"Could it be that his'Hexintong' was disturbed?"

While speaking, Jiang Baimian looked up at the ceiling.

"Maybe." Bai Chen nodded clearly.

"I don't know how he did it..." Shang Jianyao looked yearning.

At this time, Garibaldi, who was tied to the bed, asked them confusedly:

"What are you talking about?"

Shang Jianyao pointed to Long Yuehong and stretched his tone:

"We met a ghost..."

Seated Giuseppe followed Shang Jianyao's fingers and looked at Long Yuehong. He saw that his neck was red, but no fingerprints were prominent.

Giuseppe couldn't help shivering:

Really a ghost?

There was a sound of footsteps in the aisle during a brief silence.

Judging from the current point of time, this should be the young monk who came to deliver breakfast before.

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