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Xia Qi hid to the side, watching all this from a distance, and his heart was also one hundred and twenty years vigilant.

It's just that he still hasn't figured out what the hell this thing with thick and thin tentacles is.

Until, he saw a few locks of women's long hair peeking out of the holes in the walls.

At this moment, Xia Qi's eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't help but think in his heart:

"Could it be Wang Xiu? No...... Can you? ”

The flesh-colored tentacles that kept sticking out of the wall had completely stopped moving, and the more Xia Qi looked at it, the more he felt that the tentacles looked like they were stretched to an extremely long arm.

As for the five noodle-like things that appear at the beginning, they are very similar to the five fingers on the hand.

Thinking of this, Xia Qi directly mobilized the ghost qi in his body, and then condensed into a ghost hand, dragging the flesh-colored tentacles scattered on the ground from the wall little by little, like fishing nets.

Until, a human figure that was pulled no less than 30 meters away was pulled out of the wall by him.

Although the facial features on his face have been completely pulled and deformed, Xia Qi still recognized Wang Xiu through the "underwear and underwear" on Wang Xiu's body.

As Wang Xiu's body was elongated, the clothes that were originally worn on her body naturally became smaller.

Xia Qi looked at the mass of human noodles on the ground, his stomach began to churn rarely, and it had been a long time since he felt sick from seeing a dead body.

But this time it was clearly disgusting to him again.

For a long time in the future, the reason why it is described as a long time is because Xia Qi has even completely forgotten the concept of time.

You can't walk back behind you, and you can't walk in front of you.

When he realized that the corridor might be a bottomless pit, he tried to go back, but the way back turned into a bottomless pit.

Helpless, he could only continue to move forward little by little.

And as he walked, he saw many skeletons in this hallway.

In the hands of these skeletons, some even hold magic weapons, obviously not ordinary people, or they have strayed here, or they are simply like them, they also came to this ghost king cemetery to try their luck and look for the ghost king's stump, but they were trapped and died here.

"Completely forgot how long I had been gone."

His head had been aching since he entered the hallway, and it hurt the further he went.

It was as if there was a strong magnetic field in it, constantly interfering with the nerves of his brain, and the pain almost numbed him.

In the process of gritting his teeth and persevering, he completely forgot the concept of time, he may have walked for more than ten hours, or he may have only walked for dozens of minutes.

At first, he tried to teleport, but after the ghost energy ran out, he didn't use it again after replenishing it.

Because he felt that this corridor was probably impossible to walk out, not that it was long, but that it was likely to be constantly changing, to put it bluntly, it was like a ghost hitting a wall, he kept walking in circles.

Either he didn't listen and walked in and out, in short, he didn't think he could get out.

But unlike the unlucky ones who were trapped here, he still had a lot of magic potions on him, and he had already thought of a way to get out of it.

That was to try to blast the wall open, because he thought that Wang Xiu had been inexplicably stretched and died in the wall after disappearing.

Perhaps, as long as he blasts the wall open, there will be another world next door.

Do it without hesitation when you think of it, which is also the principle that Xia Qi has always adhered to.

Instead of taking out the bloody demon soldiers, he directly demonized his arms and slammed them into the wall on one side.

Under the successive bombardments, the walls were quickly smashed to pieces by him, and they crumbled.

After Shengsheng smashed a big hole, Xia Qi cautiously squatted down and glanced into the wall.

As a result, what sent chills down his back was that he saw a pair of eyes!

It's just that those eyes look ordinary, not like ghosts, because they are black eyes.

Just when Xia Qi was startled by those eyes, those eyes suddenly disappeared.

Xia Qi stood by the wall and observed for a while, and when nothing abnormal appeared, he crouched down and carefully got in.

The walls were very thick, so when he got in, he still threw a few punches before he completely smashed through the wall.

As soon as he got out of the wall, he was once again a little dazed by the sight.

Because he found himself in the mourning hall of that small wooden building.

The reason why he dared to be so sure was because Chu Jingshu's spirit card was still placed on it, and he came out of the wall facing the small door.

After walking around outside and returning to the same place, Xia Qi had a very strange feeling in his heart.

He hesitated, and came out of the small door, and saw the somewhat narrow hallway.

Chu Jingshu's appearance was still clear, Xia Qi took a deep breath, and slowly came to the bedroom door along the narrow corridor.

A little uneasy glanced into the bedroom, but it turned out to be empty, and there was no shadow of Chu Jingshu.

Just as he was hesitating to step forward, a somewhat cold hand suddenly placed on his neck behind him.

Because he paid too much attention to the situation in the bedroom, he didn't notice the situation in the ghost domain behind him at all, but with the ghost domain there, he was not worried about being attacked, but he was still frightened, and when he looked back, he saw Chu Jingshu smiling at him with a pale face.

"You're back?"

Chu Jingshu's smile looked very gloomy in the dim light.

Xia Qi paid special attention to its eyes, which were the same eyes he saw through the gap after breaking through the wall.

Obviously, when he was trapped by that endless corridor, Chu Jingshu had been in the mourning hall all the time.

Thinking about it, he felt a chill in his heart, a person who had already died, would stay in his mourning hall and refuse to leave.

"Ah, I'm back. When did you get back? ”

Xia Qi replied with an unchanged face, the corners of Chu Jingshu's mouth curled slightly, and then he heard and said:

"I'll get you something to eat."

With that, it went down the stairs.

As soon as Chu Jingshu left on his front foot, Xia Qi's face showed a fierce look, and he said in his heart Anyway, the other party has already determined that it is a ghost thing, so before the other party does anything to him, he might as well strike first.

So he followed and went downstairs with him.

After coming to the first floor, Xia Qi didn't find Chu Jingshu's shadow, but from the next room, there was a sound of chopping meat with a machete.

Hearing this, he cautiously came to the door, and then looked into the room with his eyes out.

The room was obviously the kitchen of this small wooden building, and Chu Jingshu was squatting on the ground, holding a sharp axe in her hand, and was constantly chopping one of its arms.

Chop your arms, including your fingers, into pieces of varying sizes.

After the arm was completely chopped up, and then looked at its broken arm, blood slowly oozing out, and after a while, a new arm grew.