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Chapter 140 Chapter One Hundred and Forty
Chapter One Hundred and Forty
Mo Yi's breathing was slightly choked, and then he looked away without a trace.
The undulating black veins in the room are nearly half a person taller than the ground. They gather up in the middle of the room like rhizomes of giant trees. The walls and ceilings of the room are covered by thick black material, which is slow. The ground wriggled.
The entire room is completely invisible to the previous appearance.The faint light in the corridor shines into the room from behind, and the dim light is smeared on the black meridians that are creeping like a living thing. illusion.
Mo Yi exhaled slowly, turned his head to look at Wen Chen, raised his eyebrows lightly, and seemed to be asking:
What to do next?
Wen Chen held Mo Yi's palm loosely with his fingers tightened slightly, and his cold fingertips gently rubbed the back of his hand twice in response, and then he slowly lowered his eyes.
Long eyelashes fell on the pale face, imprinting deep shadows, a thin layer of mist spread slowly, and then floated into the room as if there was life, everything in the line of sight seemed to change Got to be hazy.
Mo Yi raised his palm subconsciously, and saw the light and misty mist go around his fingertips and fingertips, slowly shuttled between the fingers, and then surrounded his entire hand.
Itchy.
Mo Yi lowered his eyes concealedly, and put his tightened fingers back to his side.
The eyes are almost filled with a thick milky white mist, the strange smell is also diluted by the moist pine forest breath, the dark and dirty black viscous substance is hidden from view, as if everything in front of you has been washed It's so clean
Mo Yi turned to look at Wen Chen, who was standing beside him. Even if they were so close, they couldn't see each other's faces.
The only thing he could feel was the cold palm that was still holding him.
Wen Chen's low voice came in his ear, and it didn't sound real through the mist:
"Jiang Yuan Rou is still alive."
Mo Yi frowned slowly and listened quietly, only to hear Wen Chen continue to say: "...unbelievable."
Unbelievable...?
Smearing the entire field of vision into a piece of milky mist as if it was rolling, like a snow-white ocean tumbling with waves made of mist, the sound of mucus and moist squirming sounded in the ears, as if being pulled away by force——
Immediately afterwards, with a loud noise, Mo Yi only felt that something hit his feet.
He looked under his feet subconsciously.
But at this moment, as if the clouds were gathering rain, the mist surrounding him slowly faded and thinned, and his vision became clear again.
I saw Jiang Yuan Rou lying on the ground with her eyes closed, her long hair blocking her pale face, looking embarrassed and haggard.
Before Mo Yi could do anything, the meridians made of black mucus came alive as if irritated. The whole room seemed to be trembling. Numerous sticky tentacles stretched out on the ground and on the walls, lying down fiercely. Jiang Yuan Rou attacked on the ground, and the mist around her body gathered again, blocking her front like a hard shield——
But when they hadn't touched the shield made of mist, they seemed to be stopped by some invisible force, and stopped shaking in midair.
Mo Yi was taken aback, then turned to look at Wen Chen who was standing next to him.
I saw that Wen Chen also stared at the trembling black slime in the air, frowning and said, "It's not me."
Mo Yi looked down thoughtfully at Jiang Yuan Rou who was lying at his feet embarrassed, and asked:
"What did you mean by-incredible -?"
Wen Chen turned his head to look at Mo Yi and said, "Jiang Yuan Rou has not been swallowed."
Mo Yi looked up at Wen Chen suspiciously, only to hear him continue to say:
"When I found her, her whole body was wrapped in these things, but they all stopped a few inches away from her skin, like being blocked by something, so I could pull her from it relatively easily. come out."
Mo Yi continued to ask, "So... if she really gets stuck, you can't pull her out, right?"
Wen Chen replied unsurely: "All that is swallowed will become its nourishment, and it will slowly merge with it. Without the help of other things, it is impossible to pull the swallowed out."
Mo Yi subconsciously reached out and touched the light gray cool line on his wrist. He lowered his head to stare at Jiang Yuanrou's unconscious pale face, and said slowly:
"What about Jiang Yuanbai?"
Wen Chen shook his head: "I didn't feel Jiang Yuanbai's existence since I entered the door."
At this moment, Jiang Yuanrou's slender body moved slightly, and the scattered hair covering her face slipped aside with her movements, revealing her pale face.
His thin eyelids trembled, his eyes rolled twice, and he seemed to be waking up slowly.
Mo Yi squatted down quickly and reached out to lift Jiang Yuan Rou who was lying on the ground.
She saw her eyelashes trembling lightly, and then opened her eyes hard and slowly, her out-of-focus pupils staring at Mo Yi's face, and it took a while to wake up.
When Jiang Yuan Rou woke up, she gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, firmly grasping Mo Yi's arm, the knuckles of her fingers turned white due to force.
She opened her mouth, and the hoarse voice was intermittently spit out from her throat, forming a few words that were fragmented and unsent:
"... Yuan Bai... Save..."
Mo Yi paused, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Yuanrou's fingers tightly holding his arm, and whispered tentatively:
"Jiang Yuan Bai is no longer there."
Jiang Yuanrou's pupils suddenly tightened, she struggled to sit up and stood up, her pale face flushed abnormally:
"impossible!"
Mo Yi quickly raised his head and glanced at the black tentacles that were still in mid-air dripping with mucus, then lowered his head again to look at Jiang Yuan Rou and asked:
"Did you answer the call an hour ago?"
Jiang Yuan Rou seemed to have not recovered from the words Mo Yi had just said. She shook her head and said in a daze:
"No...I...I don't remember taking your call."
Before Mo Yi could speak, Jiang Yuan Rou suddenly raised his head and stared at Mo Yi firmly, and said firmly:
"Yuan Bai is not dead, he cannot die."
She struggled to hold Mo Yi's wrist, her trembling and cold fingers plunged deeply into his flesh, her voice tightened:
"I heard his voice, I heard him call my sister-he told me not to sleep, someone came to save me..."
Mo Yi slowly narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at Wen Chen, and asked in a low voice, "Will those who are swallowed by these things be conscious?"
Wen Chen's eyebrows locked tightly: "There should be none, but..."
He raised his head and stared in midair, struggling and twisting, but he couldn't break through that invisible barrier. He moved forward an inch and made up the tentacles of countless black mucus, slowly straightening the corners of his lips:
"It's not without exception."
Jiang Yuan Rou seemed to have recovered some strength. She slowly stood up, her light brown eyes staring at the black meridians in the center of the room that were intertwined like tree roots, took a deep breath, and shouted:
"Yuan Bai!"
Her eyes widened so hard that she slowly turned red, and a thin layer of mist gathered—
Wen Chen was taken aback, and slowly closed his eyes.
The next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes sharp and bright like a sword, and he stared at Jiang Yuan Rou tightly:
"carry on."
Jiang Yuan Rou glanced at Wen Chen and seemed to understand something. She stepped forward slowly and said:
"Yuan Bai, I... I know I am not a good sister."
Her voice was a little choked, big tears gathered in her eye sockets, and then quickly rolled down her cheeks:
"...I just wanted to protect you from those who would hurt you. In the beginning, it was... those who have been staring at you since your parents died. I work hard, afraid that they will take everything from us, and even more afraid of me. I can’t take care of you as badly as my parents entrusted me. I want you to be qualified to make choices instead of being immobile by the responsibility like me...
And later, because of my cowardice, binding to this game means that sooner or later I will die in the game because of a mistake I don’t know what it is. Since I must lose it, it’s better to not get it in the first place—"
With Jiang Yuanrou's intermittent and incoherent speech, even choking sounds rang out in the small and dark room. The black material twisted and twisted violently, and the sound of greasy water rubbed in the room and made a hoarse and sharp sound. The sound is very harsh in the ears.
Jiang Yuan Rou stepped forward again, staring at the black matter in the middle of the room through her dim teary eyes, and whispered:
"Yuan Bai... Don't sleep, someone will come to rescue you..."
The huge hard protrusion in the center of the house cracked a gap with a "crack", and a thick black substance gurgled out along the opening.
Wen Chen stepped forward, reached into the gap, and then yanked it outward--
The whole villa seemed to be shaking violently, and every inch of mucus in the room seemed to be hissing and screaming, boiling like it was boiling, making a hissing sound of rubbing against the air, and the sharp sound waves almost Sting a person's eardrums.
The sound became louder and louder, more and more intense, to the point where it was almost unbearable--!
Mo Yi clenched his teeth, reaching out to hold his ears hard, his vision was almost blurred.
In a blurry and swaying vision, Mo Yi saw Wen Chen's muscles tense, and then took a step back abruptly, his other pale hand tightly held in his hand.
Then the arms-shoulders-head-upper body-
After Wen Chen stepped back two steps, Jiang Yuan Rou rushed forward and hugged Jiang Yuanbai, who had fallen under gravity.
As Jiang Yuan Bai was detached from the black mucus protruding in the middle of the room, those viscous gelatinous substances dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly spread out from the center of the room. The black, compacted meridians and tentacles slowly turned into a dim dark brown, and then shrank down as if discouraged, and stuck to the ground softly.
The shaking of the house stopped.
The screams and tremors also stopped.
Mo Yi put down his palm covering his ears, but he could still hear the sharp white noise in his ears.
He blinked slowly, dizzy for a while, feeling something warm slowly dripping from his nose.
Mo Yi wiped the back of his hand gently, and a bright blood stain was instantly left on the pale skin.
He shook his head slowly, then stepped forward, and stopped beside Wen Chen. The speed of processing information by the dizzy brain became very slow, and it took a while to recover.
Mo Yi took a deep breath before realizing that Wen Chen's palm was holding his arm tightly. The cold temperature of his palm penetrated into the skin through the thin clothes, making his nerves sharper.
He stretched out his hand to catch Wen Chen's arm and asked slowly:
"Are you ok?"
Wen Chen nodded and stared at him with a pair of light-colored eyes, as if he couldn't put other things in his eyes and focused, he smiled lowly:
"Don't worry, I am not injured."
At this moment, Mo Yi finally recovered from the vertigo just now, and looked down at Jiang Yuanruan and Jiang Yuan Bai who were embracing each other on the ground.
Jiang Yuanrou's face was wet with tears, she choked pitifully, and stretched out a trembling palm to stroke Jiang Yuanbai's face.
Jiang Yuanbai's closed eyelids moved slightly and opened his eyes with difficulty. He stared at Jiang Yuan Rou blankly for a long time before saying in a husky voice that was almost silent:
"……sister?"
The tears on Jiang Yuanrou's face became more fierce, she grabbed Jiang Yuanbai's face fiercely, and gritted her teeth and said:
"Do you know how much I worry about you? Next time I don't say hello and do these dangerous things, just wait for me to beat you up, have you heard?"
Jiang Yuan Bai let out a faint cry of pain.
Mo Yi wittily pulled Wen Chen's arm, and gently raised his chin to signal that they should leave.
And just as they slowly walked out, Mo Yi heard Jiang Yuanbai's faint shout from behind him: "Brother Mo...?"
Mo Yi's steps paused slightly. He turned his head to look at Jiang Yuan Bai suspiciously, and saw that he was struggling to prop up his upper body with his arms, his pale face was not bloody, and his light brown eyes looked at Mo Yi deeply:
"I heard you."
Mo Yi was taken aback: "What do you mean...?"
Jiang Yuan Bai stared at Mo Yi, his out-of-focus eyes seemed to be empty. He opened his mouth somewhat mechanically, and then slowed down and asked in a dumb voice, "You were wrapped in mucus just now, right? "
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and did not answer.
Jiang Yuan Bai continued: "When you were wrapped in mucus just now, I "heard" you."
He paused, and his face instantly became paler. He took a deep breath and said slowly:
"You want to know what this game is, right?"
Jiang Yuan Rou was taken aback, as if she hadn't thought of the current direction of things, she turned her head to look at Mo Yi subconsciously.
Mo Yi Station was on a dark brown dry ground. The dim and dim lights in the corridor shone from behind him, blurring the contours of his face, and his dark pupils were calm and quiet, and he could not see the slightest emotion. Variety.
Mo Yi did not answer directly, but asked softly: "What do you want to say?"
Jiang Yuan Bai took a deep breath with difficulty, as if he was suffering from some great pain. He trembled and said slowly:
"I... can help you."