The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 517 Why Do You Hold On To Yourself?
Just as Meng Shui was thinking, he suddenly felt his ankles being grabbed by a pair of wet things.

Meng Shuixin's heart trembled, and for the first time he stood there hesitantly and did not move, but for a moment Meng Shuixin took a deep breath of air, turned around slowly, and saw that the man's blood was so glistening that he couldn't tell the difference The front is still the back, but the whole person is looking up at the part that doesn't know whether it is the head or the feet, and the pair of hands that have been blurred with blood tightly grasped his ankles, and a thick A bloody weapon emerged from the top of this corpse, covering Meng Shuixin's eyes. Suddenly, Meng Shuixin couldn't see the road ahead, not even the one who caught him later. Disgusting corpse.

But a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, and Meng Shuixin felt a little dizzy, so he went back and tried, who knew that sentence was to mention Meng Shuixin's ankle reluctantly, as if Not intending to let go at all.

Meng Shuixin stretched out his hand suddenly, but it stopped in mid-air. He suddenly remembered that he had no potential power at all. Even if he made a shot, it was just to show others a joke, but why did this corpse grab him? put?

Immediately afterwards, this entity actually climbed up slowly on Meng Shuixin's legs, as if it was going to wrap Meng Shuixin's whole body, and Meng Shuixin realized that his hands could not touch the corpse at all. , this corpse has turned into a soft and incorporeal body at some point, and Meng Shuixin doesn't know why he has no strength at all, and the whole person seems to be trapped by the blood Lin Lin, and has lost his vitality.

But the strange thing is, now that he is drinking a corpse at such a close distance, he doesn't smell the strong smell of blood like just now, and he didn't even get a little bit of blood on the ground he fell.

But there was no way to break free from the confinement of this corpse. Gradually, Meng Shuixin felt some difficulty in breathing, and then his eyes gradually became blurred, and his whole body became a little blurred for a while. At that time, Meng Shuixin's eyes were no longer this small alley, but turned into darkness. There was not a drop of light in this darkness, but Meng Shuixin could feel the imprisoned energy on his body. His own strength is binding him to move slowly.

There is a little white light in the gradually dark, and this white light becomes clear as he moves a little bit, at least Meng Shuixin feels that he is moving, although he fell and couldn't move, but for a while It was indeed very clear, when his body stopped moving, not far in front of Meng Shuixin was a red carpet paved with blood, and at the end of the red carpet was a door that could not see the whole picture At this time, Meng Shuixin felt that his body gradually regained consciousness, but when Meng Shuixin lowered his head, he suddenly found that his body was entangled at some time, and the corpse had disappeared, replaced by a black body. Teng vines, these black vines entangled themselves, but they were not tight, but as if they were wearing a thin coat on their body. Meng Shuixin found this scene more and more familiar, But I couldn't remember it for a while, Meng Shuixin looked at the vines wrapped around her body, and suddenly tried to take a step forward, only to see that the vines suddenly started to move, and then Meng Shuixin walked forward a step Meng Shuixin finally found out that this vine was preventing him from going to the front door. Since it brought him here but didn't allow him to go in, what's the reason?
Meng Shuixin instinctively wanted to speak, but no one found that he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't arouse any sound at all. Meng Shuixin knew that he was probably in an illusion now, Meng Shuixin Moving forward with difficulty, knowing that the pain from the vines binding him was unbearable, Meng Shuixin guessed that he stopped. At this time, Meng Shuixin could already see the general picture of the gate in front of him clearly.

And when he saw the whole picture of the front gate clearly, some memory gaps in Meng Shuixin's memory were also seduced. When did that happen, and at that time he also fell into such an illusion.

The door in front is a horrifying door, on that door are all bloody heads, men and women, old and young, one after another huddling together and looking at him, disgusting and terrifying.

At that time, it was Wen Jingrong's own life who woke him up from this terrible dream, but now he couldn't think about it at all, and it was even as if he had experienced it himself. It seems that there are more, Meng Shuixin is not sure if there are new ones added, but such a scene makes people just want to vomit.

When Meng Shuixin was really in a retching state, he found that he could make a sound, and it was accompanied by the strange screaming sound from the original ticket issue on the door and the direction sound. laughter.

Meng Shuixin said lightly: "The gate of hell..."

But in this empty and empty space, no one responded to Meng Shuixin's murmur, only more sarcastic and piercing voices came from the countless skulls, I remember subconsciously saying that Wen Jingrong quickly refuted himself, he didn't think his dream was real, but if a dream reappeared in your consciousness in such a weird way, you should feel strange.

In addition, at this time, Meng Shuixin was not sure whether he could go out at all. Time passed by drop by drop. I don't know how long it took. Restrained, like him, it is difficult to breathe, but what Meng Shuixin is even more afraid of is that there is no change of time, the time here seems to be stagnant or flowing, but I really don't know it, but all of this is amazing Repeatedly, for example, the heads of those people who are constantly screaming, some of them seem to be singing very quickly, even shaking their heads, some are very angry and struggling to get out of which door, Some people just whimpered without saying anything, and the blood slowly remained in his eyes, expressing his grief.

In all of this, Meng Shuixin's patience was gradually worn away. In a place where time was blurred, he was trapped in the same place. This situation is no less than being in a black room. Trapped inside.

Meng Shuixin gradually became impatient. He was originally an impatient girl. After so many things, he had cultivated a little bit of tide level. But at this time, Meng Shuixin was extraordinarily irritable. There is no reason.

Meng Shuixin tried to break free from the vines that trapped her, but in exchange for a tighter bondage, Meng Shuixin couldn't breathe for a while.

Meng Shuixin suddenly looked at the gate in front of him with eyes like a torch, but said in a low voice: "The gate of hell, do you mean to pull me into your hell? If so, why don't you open the gate and trap me in it?" here?"

But what came back to Meng Shuixin was still the same shouting voice, as if Meng Shuixin didn't exist in this place at all.

Meng Shuixin suddenly wanted to break free from the vines as if going crazy, but what he got in return was Xiangheng's resistance full of pain. Gradually, bloodstains were drawn on Meng Shuixin's skin, and those bloodstains had been on the When they touched the vines, they suddenly let go of Meng Shuixin as if they had touched some hot potato. Because of the sudden relaxation, Meng Shuixin started to hold his neck in place and coughed non-stop. At one o'clock, Meng Shuixin guessed that when the surrounding blood and Liu were flowing past him, he automatically changed the course. He was still soaking in the blood just now so that he could see that the vegetables were in the land now. .

Meng Shuixin looked at her arm, the blood on it hadn't dissipated yet, but the heads on the front door suddenly became extraordinarily agitated, they all seemed to want to come up from which door, scrambling for the first Stretching forward, some of them even bit the head next to it so that the blood flowed out.

Meng Shuixin walked in front of Wang, it was different from before, every time Meng Shuixin took a step forward, the head above the gate began to struggle and frantically, as if going crazy.

Looking at the blood on her arm, Meng Shuixin smiled lightly, as if she had regained her previous ease: "Are you afraid of this?"

Meng Shuixin smelled his own blood, and then looked at the huge people in front of him, the head talking forward, suddenly began to shrink back in horror, the head that was originally running away from the reporter, is now in a hurry Busy to lock the Huidao door, it's a pity that the door seems to have stuck them in the middle of the door, no matter whether they retract or stretch out, they have no choice.

And Meng Shuixin was only one step away from them. If those heads were stretched out now, they might just meet Meng Shuixin's body. It's a pity that no one dared to stick out their heads at this time.

"Are you afraid of the blood of the Meng family?" Meng Shuixin smiled, but he was very cold, "Why did you bring me here?"

But no one would say anything about Meng Shuixin. The difference from before is that the place suddenly became quiet, and the head on the door stopped moving, as if it was stilled, as if it was just a decoration on the door. Like things, everything became calm, eerily quiet.

(End of this chapter)