Campus belle's cultivation master

Human beings are greedy species.

Zhang Xing was bewitched by the other party, and his desire was ready to move.

Who doesn't want to be a man? Who doesn't want to dominate the world and enjoy the beauty?

As a child, Zhang Xing lived a hard life, seeking for a living everywhere. His ambition was stronger than anyone else.

He was half kneeling on the ground, with a twisted cheek. Then he took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "are you... Serious?"

"I never tell lies. If you save me, I will give you a big reward." The voice finished the sentence smoothly, and suddenly became urgent, "quick! Help me! Help me! It's coming

Zhang Xing stares: "who? Who's here? "

"Help me! Help me! Help me The other side repeatedly repeated these three words, the voice became sharp and thin, as if full of endless fear.

Soon, Zhang Xing heard a dull roar of the beast.

He supported the altar with both hands, rolled the Adam's apple, and asked busily, "I... how can I save you?"

"Hand down, pull me up, come on! It's too late! God, it's going to kill me! Help me

"Er..." Zhang Xing looked at the hole of his wrist and grinned, "brother? How old are you? Are you sure... Can get out of here? "

"Come on! I have a way! It's coming. It's going to find me. Ah... If you don't save me, it's too late for anything... "

"All right." Zhang Xing shrugged helplessly, rolled up his dirty sleeve, and then carefully put his hand into the hole.

It was too narrow. He tried hard to put one hand down. His face changed and he shivered: "it's so cold in the trough. Hello? Can you catch me? Hurry up, it's too cold down here, and your hands are frozen... Eh? "

Zhang Xing suddenly felt something wrong. Something really caught him, but it was soft, greasy and sticky. It wasn't like a human hand, it was more like the foot of an octopus!

"What are you?" Zhang Xing was alert and wanted to pull his hand back, but the other side was very tight. He tried his best and couldn't pull it back.

He panicked, knees against the altar, struggling hard, raised a bit of tone: "you! What are you

"You really don't know me?" "I'm sorry, if I want to get out of here, I must have something in exchange..."

Zhang Xing felt that the other side was pulling more and more tightly. He had already dragged most of his arms down. The narrow hole scraped blood out of his arm.

"Ah He could not help but burst out a scream of pain, scarlet in his eyes, "I don't know you! Let go of me! Let go of me! I won't help you! "

"Ha ha ha! It's too late The other party screamed and laughed wildly, and then a crack of bone came out from the bottom of the hole, "stupid garbage, dirty reptile, do you want to win the favor of Chen Yanran? You dream, you dream! Ha ha ha ha! Kill! I'm going to kill you all! Kill all of you

Zhang Xing's body twitches and screams in pain. The strange thing under the altar is gnawing at his arm.

"Ah! You are a liar! Liar He howled bitterly, groping for the knife with his other hand, trying to cut off his arm. But he felt all over his body, but nothing

At this moment, he even missed the death of that group of giant mountain mice. He really wanted one to rush over and help him bite off his arm.

Zhang Xing twisted and struggled on the altar, but there was nothing he could do. Bear the guy below, gnawing his arm, and sucking his blood.

After only 20 or 30 seconds, Zhang Xing's body withered rapidly, and his skin showed strange dark blue. He was dull and wide eyed, feeling the gradual passing of life, moving his lips: "I know... I know, who are you..."

Then, he didn't move. Finally wake up, but also late.

"Exchange, exchange, exchange..." the voice below murmured, followed by dark black mucus gushing from the narrow hole, emitting a pungent smell, more like the ink of octopus.

The mucus flowing on the surface of the altar seemed to have life and wriggle slowly.

Zhang Xing was soaked in mucus, and his muscles and bones all melted away, flowing along the small blood hole.

One life for another!

This is the most severe law in the dark.

From the other dark space, there was an angry roar, as if we finally found this hateful stowaways, but it didn't help.

The narrow hole closed quickly, and the thick black liquid on the ground began to expand rapidly. It corrodes the altar, and the mottled stone surface makes a hissing sound, as if throwing metal into sulfuric acid.

Then, this pool of mucus turned into a human shape, and the first thing to show was a round head.

It's a horrible scene. If someone passes by from now on, he will see a head, facial features fuzzy, strange floating on a pile of swelling mucus.

Then, the body, limbs, hands and feet

Until, a whole body does not wear inch wisp of young man, standing quietly on the altar.

He was tall and muscular, and his blurred face became clearer, revealing a handsome cheek.

Wang Cheng!

Squeak, squeak!

In all directions, countless wild mountain mice stopped their actions and raised their heads with fear. Their round eyes were covered with strange green awns under the dark night.

They don't know what the guy in front of them is, but they clearly feel the extreme danger.

Squeak, squeak! Squeak, squeak!

In the chaos, the mountain mice gave up hunting, rushed to flee, got into the primeval forest and hid in the mountains.

"Hoo." Wang Cheng sighed and slowly clenched his fist.

His forehead was full of green tendons and his cheeks were twisted and ferocious: "Lin Zixuan, it's time for you to die! There is Chen Yanran that slut, I must let you live not like death, pay a painful price

"Don't forget your promise." Another voice came out of his body, sharp and thin, "you are me, I am you. You need to help me find... Help me find... "

"I know." Wang Cheng said in a low voice, "let's go back to Yanjing first. I will satisfy all your wishes..."