"It's a problem... Liu Miao muttered to herself.

He may have some crow's mouth.

As he said this, the wind began to blow around.

The weeds shook and shook.

The screen rotates, taking pictures in all directions.

The weeds trembled from large to small, and finally to a trembling trembling.

This scene is so familiar.

Liu Miao immediately reflexed and ran quickly.

The picture becomes swaying, and houses, floors, weeds, and corpses all pass by the camera, and some will reappear.

After a period of 'chaos' and 'chaos', Liu Miao should have entered the room.

In the picture is the edge of the glass window that was knocked by Liu Miao just now. There were many armoured men outside, at least twenty or thirty in number.

They swarmed and rushed straight to the window.

Liu Miao took a step back and turned on the flash.

The bright room, or the corpses all over the floor, is disgusting.

With a brush, a snake head rushed in through the broken 'hole' in the window.

Liu Miao brandished the butterfly knife he held in his left hand and hit the monster in the eye with a single sword.

The snake writhed, destroying the glass even more completely.

Liu Miao pulled out the knife and retreated again.

The python hung on the window edge and died.

It blocked the way, and the armoured men outside seemed to be making progress.

Liu Miao held her breath and carefully observed her surroundings.

There was a click, as if something had been knocked over.

The camera turned sharply and shook sharply, making people dizzy.

When the camera stabilized, a terrifying scene appeared where the flash shone.

In one corpse, countless small snakes emerged. They emerge from the corpse's orifices and wounds, gather together, devour each other, and molt incessantly. In the blink of an eye, the countless little snakes turned into a snake with a thick arm.

The sound of scales grinding against each other could be heard from all directions, and under the only light source, countless snakes could be seen gushing out and beginning to devour each other, forming more powerful individuals.

"Tsk!" Liu Miao smacked her tongue, stepped on these snakes, and ran in the direction of the stairs.

In addition to the friction sound of the scales, there is more sticky sound from Liu Miao's running in the video. He didn't seem to be running in a snake den, but like he was running in some kind of mollusk's lair, trampling on his feet full of viscous liquid.

In the strange sound of popping and crackling, Liu Miao had already rushed upstairs.

The situation upstairs was not much better.

Liu Miao waved his hand and cut the body of a long snake that pounced on him.

Blood stained the shot.

The picture of 'covering' a layer of red 'color' lasted for a while, and people could barely see clearly, Liu Miao found a window to break, climbed to the outer wall with some difficulty, and climbed to the top of the building.

The roof of the building is a platform, and there are no air conditioners or ventilation pipes.

The camera swept away, and the entire house was surrounded by armored men. They tilted their heads and seemed to be looking at Liu Miao. In the house below, the sound of snakes dancing wildly.

Liu Miao raised the camera.

Looking out at the grass farther outer, there was nothing to be seen except for the tall grass.

The sky was gray and cloudy, with no sun, moon and stars, no white clouds and no mist.

Liu Miao exhaled, paying attention to the situation around her.

The armoured man on the ground suddenly stopped, and retreated in unison, retreating into the grass.

The movement inside the house also stopped.

The surroundings became particularly quiet.

In the picture, only the gray wall and one foot of Liu Miao remained.

A few seconds later, suddenly, the camera vibrated and shifted dramatically again.

A sparse commotion exploded in the stereo.

Smoke and gravel fly 'chaotically'.

As soon as the camera turned, the house was reduced to ruins, and a whole half of it was reduced to rubble. In the ruins, a ten-meter-long snake propped its neck and roared. It lowered its head, scarlet eyes staring at the camera.

Liu Miao just shot this one shot and hung the DV on his body.

The rest of the shot is the floor on the roof again.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent shaking, and the scales on the snake's body almost stuck to the camera. Splashes of blood 'flowers' fluttered in the air.

The snake hissed, probably struggling violently.

Smoke and dust re-envelop the shot.

In the midst of the 'chaos' and 'chaos', a familiar voice clearly emerged.

The voice spoke in a language that ordinary people could not understand, full of rhyme and rhythm, full of mystery.

Liu Miao coughed a few times and was still running.

As Wu Ling's last loud cry fell, the camera lifted up, turned half a circle, and photographed the big snake.

The snake had a long scar on its body, which cut straight through its sides. The blood is still flowing. The blood seemed to be pulled by something, forming a red-colored iron chain. At the same time, many vague figures appeared in the air. They were dressed a little like the Praetorian Guards, and they looked like armoured men. These people floated in the air, grasping the red 'colored' chains, and wrapped them around the serpent's body.

Round and round.

The snake's body was tied up, and the snake's mouth had to be closed.

The chains tightened and tightened, and finally squeezed into the snake's body, cracking its scales.

The wind 'messed up'. A round of gray 'colored' celestial bodies appeared on the horizon, and it was not known whether it was the sun or the moon.

The weeds shook and suddenly came out of black smoke and burned on their own.

In an instant, the flames engulfed the surrounding space, blazing.

The snake was crushed to the ground and could not move.

In the surrounding sea of fire, there was the sound of armor colliding, and there was also the wail of a basilisk.

Armored men covered in flames rushed out of the flames, and within a few seconds, they were burned to ashes.

Liu Miao bypassed the big snake and saw Wu Ling and Ye Qing.

"Chief, Spirit, are you alright?" Liu Miao asked.

Ye Qing didn't react.

Wu Ling shook his head, "The two of us are fine." You're the only one left alone. ”

Liu Miao seemed helpless and sighed.

He asked again, "What's going on?" ”

"There's no other way." Wu Ling's voice was calm, "We chose to kill the ghosts here and let this place collapse early." ”

In the shot, Wu Ling's face reflected the firelight, but it did not bring her a trace of warmth. In her eyes, there was also a red 'color' fire beating, but her eyes were indifferent.

The camera pans to the burning grass and then to the python.

Ye Qing had already walked over.

He just struck his fist on the snake's head, and the monstrous python turned into crumbs and disappeared completely. The chains and the figures disappeared with them.

"The spell just now ......," Liu Miao said, and the camera had already turned to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling's face still had no expression.

But as the fire around her weakened, you could already see how pale her face was. Her face was abnormally white.

The camera moved down and captured Wu Ling's hands hanging at his side.

There were several wounds on his wrists, which showed what Wu Ling had done before.

"Are you alright? It doesn't matter, right? Liu Miao asked worriedly.

Wu Ling didn't answer.

As the footsteps approached, the camera lifted up and photographed Ye Qing walking back.

Behind him, the ruins of the house and the fire that was about to be extinguished were changing shape.

In the picture, there seems to be some ghosting, and the two images overlap, the house and the grass overlap.

Another footstep sounded.

The camera turned.

Behind Wu Ling, it was Shao Jianguo who stepped on the ashes of the grass and trees and the remnants of the flames and rushed out.

His face was full of resentment, and he raised the gun in his hand at Wu Ling.