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Chapter 218 Newcomer
Right now.
Everyone present suddenly turned black, and their consciousness seemed to fall into the abyss.
The next moment, the left side is the cold and biting cold wind, the right side is the sea of blood churning in the heat wave...
Nine statues with different postures stood at the end of the field of vision, and the blood-red bone chairs formed a circle and floated on the sea of blood.
A figure appeared on the bone chair, and quite a few of the bone chairs were already empty.
When Qin Wenyu was conscious, he was already sitting on the bone chair.
The feast...has started again?
This time, he must memorize all the characteristics of this sacrificial world...
However, before Qin Wenyu looked into the distance, he was attracted by the two figures appearing in the circle of the bone chair.
That is... Xia Jiang and Zhang Yunian!
Qin Wenyu was not the only one who noticed the two, everyone saw them, there were newcomers... they entered the sacrificial banquet.
The next moment, the sea of blood swelled, and a huge body slowly emerged from the sea of blood. The appearance of the male spirit medium was still the same as before.
The skin is full of dense and strange patterns, there is not a single hair on the head and face, and the face like a knife and axe is full of divinity. His silver-white pupils rotate slightly like a vortex, the left face wears a broken white mask, the right There was no expression on his face.
"Feast - Lost Island."
"Sacrifice..."
"The Eight Immortals of Kun Lun."
"Ping Tai."
"jailer."
"Jin Hu."
"Heavenly evil."
"Child."
Following the psychic's words, a pair of masks fell from the sky, floating in the air glowing with blood.
And when he talked about the last two sacrifices, two masks appeared on the faces of Zhang Yunian and Xia Jiang at the same time...
A pair of white face and black eyes, like a real snake, appeared on Zhang Yunian's face.
The name of this mask is...Tianxie.
The other pair was all white, the corners of his mouth were upturned, his eyes were half-squinted, and it appeared on Xia Jiang's face.
Its name is... boy.
Qin Wenyu stared at Zhang Yunian's neng face, that mask was... an evil spirit.
It is a kind of ghost in Japanese legend, good at imitating other people's appearance, voice, behavior, that kind of ghost usually represents one kind of nature - anti.
Zhang Yunian really entered the festival...
He was chosen by the sacrificial banquet when he was shot in the face.
Not only him, Qin Wenyu also saw Ibuki Youxian.
It seems that, except for those who have died and been eliminated, as long as there is still a breath, the sacrificial banquet will drag them into it.
However, judging from Ibuki Yuzuru's expression, she didn't return to her senses at all.
However, Zhang Yunian, who was seriously injured in the real world and was on the verge of death, subconsciously touched the Tianxie mask that appeared on his face, raised his head, and looked at the bloody one in the air and his own face. The identical mask of heavenly evil that appeared on it.
Is this... a feast?
Zhang Yunian looked around.
He and Xia Jiang were surrounded by people wearing masks in all directions.
And this world... can smell the smell, can feel the heat and cold, the mask can feel the touch, and the pain in the body is still there.
It's just...a real world.
Is this Xiao Qin's unspeakable secret?
feast world...
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the huge male psychic behind him.
Is that him?
Everyone present felt a strong coolness at the same time!
Why?
Colder than the bone-chilling wind blowing.
Could it be... whose will is it?
It's like a knife is on the neck... It makes people goosebumps all over, is there anyone who has murderous intentions in the sacrificial banquet, and this kind of will is embodied by the strange power of the sacrificial banquet?
At this moment, all eyes turned to the center.
The Tianxie who turned his head to look at the giant psychic medium...
It's him!
That terrifying killing intent... the killing intent embodied by the power of the sacrificial banquet was radiated by him!
What does he want to do?
Everyone is wondering.
Is it...
No way……
The new one, trying to kill the psychic? !
After realizing this, everyone immediately looked back.
The psychic is the incarnation of the sacrificial banquet... This newcomer, wouldn't he hate the sacrificial banquet because he was chosen by a curse?
who is...
As soon as entered the festival, had such a crazy idea. What a madman, a madman!
On the closest bone chair to him, Wang Yue's beauty mask seemed excited.
He stared at Zhang Yunian, his body trembled slightly, and he felt a strong threat.
This feeling was also produced when the real snake first appeared.
But after that... the real snake's threat gradually faded away.
This made him a little lost, and he didn't bother to find the real snake.
But now... Wang Yue felt her soul trembling!
Interesting people show up...
In the field, Zhang Yunian turned his head back as usual, as if nothing happened just now.
And the psychic, who was so offended by his eyes, didn't do anything.
"April 20, at twelve o'clock in the evening, Lingmaru Pier, Nemuro City, Hokkaido, took the Snow Light ship to the Lost Island, and survived for three days."
Qin Wenyu looked at the psychic unexpectedly.
This sacrificial feast not only had no self, but also no verses, and also explained the requirements of the task in detail.
In terms of difficulty, this is much better than what they used to rely on guessing, right?
but……
What Qin Wenyu is worried about is, can Zhang Yunian really survive by then?
The state of his real world is that he was shot to death, and it is very likely that his consciousness will die as soon as he returns to the real world.
After all, the part where he was shot was the face!
He was hit in the face by a gun at a static distance, and his face was smashed...
Xia Jiang, who was wearing a boy mask, calmed down for a long time before accepting the current situation. She glanced at Zhang Yunian who was beside her.
he is not dead...
Great.
"Hundreds of ghosts and charms, wake up step by step..."
The medium's voice sounded again.
Consciousness is about to return.
Qin Wenyu thought of what Tengu had said.
His mask is about to wake up, that is to say, his mask is about to be embodied in the real world. Tengu said that he could find a psychic to talk about it.
But... in this world they can't speak at all, how can they find a psychic?
Seeing that the psychic is talking about the exit line again...
and many more……
Can't speak?
Qin Wenyu suddenly looked at the psychic's mouth.
He could hear the voice of the psychic, but he never saw him open his mouth to speak, that is to say... In this world, maybe it is possible to directly communicate with the psychic with his consciousness?
Feeling that his consciousness was about to return to the real world, Qin Wenyu said in his mind: "I want to make the real snake mask concrete!"
Instantly!
All the bone chairs disappeared, leaving only the bone chair under him and this... male psychic in front of him in the whole feasting world.
His silvery white pupils rotated slightly, as if seeing Qin Wenyu thoroughly.
After a while, his voice appeared in Qin Wenyu's mind:
"The real snake has come out, and the body is dead."
Qin Wenyu was startled, not because of the words said by the psychic medium, but because the words that sounded in his mind were...in Chinese.
And that voice... He was very familiar.
This is Qin Ye's voice at all!
His "father", the one who had been missing for half a year and now left Qin Wenyu at a loss..."father".
Housework, take a day off.
My uncle passed away from rectal cancer in his forties. Although I don’t see him many times, I have to go back to my hometown tonight, and I will resume updating when I come back tomorrow.