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Chapter 105 Failure

Those who enjoy a corruption life upstairs are now making extremely affirmative reactions to the farce that just ended. Everyone's ridicule shows that Thirteen's performance was very successful.

It's just that the actors are not very happy.

"The rain is cold!" Shisan cursed inwardly, pulled out the cigarette pole and prepared to go up and teach the rotten poisonous ghosts on it.

Wannianxin Kuan said: "Don't be impulsive, senior."

It was not that he did not let Thirteen vent his anger, but that the current situation did not allow it.

The walls of the circular hall are slowly descending, revealing rows of iron railings. The sounds coming from the darkness are even noisier than those on the upper floors. More and more footsteps mean that Dai Zhi is a big band. (What a big deal is happening.)

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a terrifying roar and roar came from the iron railings around the circular hall, and countless hands stretched out from the gaps in the railings.

Withered, blue-gray arms, with torn clothes, under the shaking of the candle, you can see that the same withered, without any moisture, the blue-gray face, the silent pupils are surrounded by blood red, and the dark green juice mixed with saliva in the big open mouth, and the sticky railings slide down...

"What's going on? What's going on? Let's go quickly, Uncle Thirteen, go quickly!" Huang Guiyun kept turning around to check. He remembered that they had seen several small doors here before. Where did those doors go now?

Wan Li Xinkuan said: "Young Master Huang, calm down!"

These people...? For the time being, they are the evolutionary versions of Liu Yuyan and Lin Dafeng's crazy state.

When Huang Guiyun's brain was full of passion, he might also find a one-on-one challenge... it could only be a one-on-one challenge. Now he also thought of running away.

Huang Guiyun said in a trembling voice: "Are they... humans?"

Others also have this question: Are the "people" with iron railings dead or alive?

Thirteen's pupils suddenly dilated to their limits and shouted angrily: "Hahaha, Red Blood Forest! You are still alive! It's really surprising."

"So many years have passed, and you are still playing with corpses! Are corpses just like wine? Is it better to be better as time goes by? Hahahaha!"

A few young people don’t know, but Thirteen knows it all, and they can’t even forget it for the rest of their lives!

"Hihehe." Xiaoshu's nice voice also came from all directions, "Do you actually know the Red Blood Forest? But now is different from the past, you can play slowly."

Thirteenth running Mu Gu Gong shouted, "Come out, come out quickly!"

Xiaoshu was very proud of Thirteen, and the iron railings around her began to slowly descend.

The other party seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of Thirteen?

...

Xiaoshu, also known as Ling Shu, was in a small room somewhere in the giant ship, and the bronze mirrors hanging on the wall reflected several people in the circular hall.

"You guys get rid of them, I'll report the situation to my uncle."

"Yes, Miss."

The three people standing behind Ling Shu lowered their heads and agreed, and it was not until Ling Shu went out that she secretly wiped away the cold sweat from her forehead.

"Miss's charming skills have improved a lot, but when you look at it, you feel that your soul is about to fly."

"Shut up and do things!"

Ling Shu walked a few steps after leaving the house, stood still, and thought to herself, "Let's go change your clothes first. Fortunately, the girl's figure should be similar to mine in the place she found, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wear it."

After thinking about it, Ling Shu changed direction and left...

Xiaoshu, who had changed her clothes, walked towards the living room, where her uncle was hosting a banquet for the VIP guests.

He changed into a women's uniform that was similar to the Ling family's children. His loose clothing could not hide his devilish figure. A jade was buckled on his wide belt, showing his waistline and curved lines.

All the makeup on my face was washed, only some rouge was applied on my lips, all the accessories were taken off, and my head was simply tied up, refreshing and handsome.

From a distance, I heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from the living room. The two maids at the door saw Ling Shu coming and quickly opened the door.

In the small living room behind the door, there are two dancers wearing thick dresses, dancing slowly in conjunction with simple music.

Their faces and necks were covered with thick powder, and they also held round fans in their hands. The dance music was slow and the movements were not complicated, but they were interpreted extremely gracefully, and each movement was so pleasing to the eye.

The three guests in kimono watched with relish and knelt on the ground and tapped on the table with music.

In the middle of the living room, a man in black with his head and face wrapped around his face and only one eye was exposed. He saw Ling Shu standing at the door and asked, "Miss? Is there anything wrong?"

The man in black's voice was very hoarse and old, and the exposed eyes were covered with blood, as if he had never slept.

Ling Shu frowned and said, "Uncle San, someone is coming on the boat again."

The man in black nodded at the guests, and the people left after saluting, and the dancer also left through the side door.

The man in black said, "Will you just let the people below solve it?"

Ling Shu said: "The person who came is quite difficult. Someone was holding the Martial God Sword. It may be the descendant of the Martial God who appeared in Licheng, and there were bad people. I'm afraid the court is paying attention to us."

"There are also all those who are preparing for the new round of tests."

The man in black was silent for a long time: "...It's a pity. Those people have been raised for a long time... Forget it, you can pick some more people in the sheep pen."

"There is another person who should be an old martial artist who can actually break the Chunting Mirror. I used the Mirage Worm to get him."

"This time the intruders seem to be very strong, try to catch a few live ones. Now I can't find many people from the Old Martial Arts era. No. 78 is about to succeed. They can come here safely. It seems that they have good strength... to catch a live one..."

Ling Shu arrived: "Well, I have already arranged it."

...

The circular hall is the sheep pen in the mouth of the black-clad people.

After all the iron railings were lowered, one hundred, two hundred, perhaps hundreds, countless "people" in ragged clothes and ferocious appearance began to enter the venue and slowly moved towards the people in the circular hall.

Some of those "people" can still move, some can only move, and some can even use movement, and some can only use movement. This is probably a failure in the experiment of the man in black?

Failure is the mother of success. Since there are failures, there will be successful works.

There are a few people with normal faces mixed in the "people" group. Their skins are slightly exposed to some gray colors and their clothes are neat. However, these are far less than the faint light on the weapons in their hands, and they are more shocking.

Huang Guiyun said in a trembling voice: "What are these people...?"

Zhou Tianyu pulled out his long sword to guard Lin Dafeng on the ground, while Chen Tingting hid behind him and shook, but this was useless because the enemy came from all directions.

Thirteen hunched his back, and his strong breathing caused his shoulders to shake: "Jin... Gang... Corpse!!"

It’s just three words. Thirteen talks very hard and angry. The people next to them don’t know what the source of this anger is?

Wan Li Xinkuan took out the hidden weapon: "Senior, do you need Wan to open the way first?"

"ah!!!"

Thirteen roared loudly, it was not just a mug drum master, but a pure roar.

His reason was instantly evaporated without a trace. The internal force of his agitated shocked the belt, and his head, which was intersecting with black and white, rushed upwards, and his eyes became extremely red...

(End of this chapter)
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