Chapter 923

Lin Sanjiu walked around the iron gate alone for half a circle, and soon understood what kind of trap she had stepped into.

... she glanced back.

The long body gradually cooled and hardened in the night wind, and the outline was stiff as if it had been frozen through by the cold; The fake "Mei He" also lost his human form and became a pile of corpses again. The two supported each other and snuggled together, forming a dark shadow like a hill on the ground in the distance.

Under her eyes, the dark Hill suddenly moved.

The round sarcoma sprouted its head; It moved out a little bit from under its long body, and it seemed to be a circle larger than when it grew in the fallen body before - it looked like a big tire for a heavy truck from a distance.

Lin Sanjiu looked at it, and an arc of silver light slipped silently in his hand.

"Forget it," the sarcoma slowly rolled away from the body pile, turned in her direction, and immediately stopped. The voice belonging to Mei Peipei is gradually fading from its throat: "... Even if you take out your weapon, do you think you can cheat me?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't answer.

The sarcoma "hissed" and did not approach, but rolled out backward; Under the dim light, its flesh fluctuated and bulged under the skin, as if countless small things were about to burst out of it.

"I'm leaving," it said in an almost sweet voice, "I really hope I just fell off you, not a degenerate species that is not surprising. But this is also a matter of no way. When I'm outside, I'm not confident that I can defeat you."

If it has shoulders, its tone makes people think it will shrug: "you are a very lucky person. Every time I rob a creature, I have to digest it for a while before I can plunder it again. So I can't do anything about you now, and you have come in by yourself. It's a pity."

In other words, a long life in exchange for their temporary safety... Is that right?

If you know, you must be very angry, right?

Lin Sanjiu wanted to smile bitterly, but suddenly fell to the ground - this fall even she didn't expect, like her legs were suddenly pulled out of bones. When she raised her head on the ground, the sarcoma in the distance looked smaller and more blurred by the darkness; It seems to move faster when no one is staring at it.

"Even if my physical strength is drained, I can't use my evolutionary ability," she reluctantly sat up and looked closely at the big sarcoma that retreated into the darkness a little bit: "... Did you forget? I have special items."

"Oh, yes," the sarcoma responded almost like a smile, and the voice began to be a little inaudible. "Special items... They won't belong to you for a long time. You can cherish them."

It seems that it is not at all afraid of what it will take out and break it into pieces from this distance.

Lin Sanjiu trembled, stretched out his hands, and the idea of "calling out the card" kept repeating in his mind - none of the weapons spaan gave her could be lifted - however, no matter how many times the idea echoed, her empty hands were always white in the dark, like a floating shadow.

... yes, to take out her special items, she must first use her evolutionary ability.

The use of evolutionary ability requires physical strength; Unfortunately, in this open space, all her physical strength was drained and exhausted, leaving her only a dry river bed like shell.

"Why bother so much?" The sarcoma said in a distant way, like a sigh and a smile: "in your current state, shouldn't you want me to leave early?"

She could hear that her breathing was getting heavier and heavier; The force field on this open space is far heavier and stronger than that outside - this force that seems to be able to distort people's soul, like a poisonous snake silently approaching people's heels in the dark, swam close only when it was least expected, and then suddenly sank its fangs and venom deep under the skin.

"You, after you leave," Lin Sanjiu said breathlessly, and every word is a difficult task. "... will someone else come?"

"Of course."

The monster sat in the shadow and simply responded. "But you can rest assured that they won't come soon."

Lack of power is like lack of air, which makes her mind seem to rise a thick fog, blurring her thinking. She had to think about this sentence slowly for a while, and then asked with some confusion: "-- why?"

"Why?" The sarcoma laughed clearly this time. "Is there any need to ask?"

Its next words are clear, soft and cruel.

"You have walked into the center of this force field by yourself, don't you understand? Sit here for a while, think about life, think about the starry sky..." it giggled, "After a while, you will slowly feel that your physical strength is back. Your past evolutionary ability may disappear, and you will gain new abilities and new looks... After all, you are an evolutor, different from the potential of ordinary people. You will be a very sweet new fruit. Maybe at that time, you will like your new form very much."

Lin Sanjiu lay on the ground and watched it getting farther and farther away - if she had any strength, she would rush up and escape from this ghost place along the road it left; However, the only thing she could do now was to tremble her eyelids slightly.

Surrounded by high iron gates like walls, where can the sarcoma go out?

If she keeps staring at the direction of its disappearance and crawls over it bit by bit, will she earn some vitality?

She thought of this and tried to raise her head - where she had just spoken with her, there was now only a fog like darkness. Like the man behind the door, it disappeared silently into the night.

Lin Sanjiu should have been shocked or disappointed; But any strong emotion can only fluctuate with physical support.

She just looked at the night in the distance for a while, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"... you have horns."

It seemed that a very long and very short period of unconscious darkness was suddenly stirred up by these four words; Lin Sanjiu suddenly opened his eyes and vaguely saw a figure lowering his head towards her and caged on her in a dark way. Only the outline of his body was dyed with a faint silver edge by the light shining somewhere.

She looked blankly at the figure with her back to the light - long horns? Really?

"Fake." The man sighed low, and the aroma and warmth of figs exposed to the sun hovered in his breath. One hand reached into Lin Sanjiu's armpit and helped her up.

"Fighting alone," spaan whispered in her ear, unable to tell whose hair was cluttered on their skin and stained with burning hot. "Not for you."