Chapter 1971

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Wait, wait

Qing Jiuliu blinked slowly and stared at the pile of bones under the door.

He was in a hurry when he came in just now, and he didn't have time to look carefully - but now he saw that there was something unnatural on the pile of bones.

"Ji Shanqing, can you move over a little?" He lowered his voice, put his furry mouth on the backrest and gently asked: "... Look at the dead body at the door."

It was like being pushed by an invisible hand. The blue rag sofa moved forward for a section, straightened and then tilted over. Finally, part of the front of the sofa was aligned with the direction of the door.

"Do you suspect that the dead body is not dead?" Ji Shanqing casually asked, "it's impossible. It's rotten -"

The second half of his sentence suddenly went silent.

... indeed, it is impossible for a corpse that has rotted into such a state to be alive at all; However, what made them feel wrong at the same time was that the bones seemed to rot out of sync.

Due to the dry climate in this area, the skin and meat of the dead body have long been dried into black cotton wool, and hung on the yellowing bones together with the broken cloth, as if it could be blown down in one breath.

The crumpled black flesh looks like pieces of dried agaric; Only the dry skin stretched on the skull was pulled down smoothly, the broken branch was still fresh, and the exposed cheek bone was much whiter than other bones.

"There are others on these three floors!"

Ji Shanqing gave a low cry, and the whole sofa suddenly slid out a step backward: "it's not just the black hair - someone just tore off the face of the dead body!"

He made a sudden move, and the little panda standing on two hind legs immediately became unstable, and fell down on the seat cushion with a "bang" along the customary trend; Ji Shanqing didn't ask him how it was. He continued quickly, "how could it be... Is it the old woman? Why do you want to do such a thing?"

A little panda sighed from the sofa cushion.

"You... Look up." Qing Jiuliu suddenly said in a low voice like a wry smile.

The blue rag sofa paused - then his two feet suddenly tilted, as if half of it had been lifted up; Ji Shanqing finally saw the ceiling above her head with such "raised" eyes.

If it weren't for the human face, he would probably think there was a huge bat on the ceiling.

His whole body was covered in black clothes, and his limbs stretched out far towards the four corners of the flower board; The body was still, and the man only lowered his yellow face, expressionless, facing the two people below with four eyes - his cheeks were still bulging, as if chewing something.

After two seconds, his throat swallowed down, and then suddenly "poof", spit out a scalp with a bunch of hair.

Seeing that the scalp stained with saliva and hair fell at his feet, Ji Shanqing shivered with his evil heart; At the same time, Qing Jiuliu, who had already jumped up, also answered the question of the gift bag on the sofa: "I know this face. He is one of the people sleeping in that room! It seems that the ability of the great witch disappeared, and they all woke up."

"So you've seen me before," the withered yellow face, like some kind of insect, swung a few times from side to side in the black cloth that flooded the ceiling, making an unnatural sound. It sounds as if this is the first time he has spoken in a long time: "... It seems that you have something to do with that woman."

That woman is nothing more than a great witch - the idea just floated in their minds. They just felt that their heads suddenly darkened, and the shadow on the ceiling rushed down towards them.

"You go!"

Ji Shanqing shouted suddenly. At the same time, the brownish red panda had jumped and jumped out of the armrest of the sofa. As soon as his four claws fell to the ground, he hurried back, and the bat like shadow had just caged the blue sofa.

"I have never seen talking animals and furniture," the man stood up from the sofa cushion, his slender limbs and spindle like torso protruding from the black cloth. He turned his head and stared at the panda, bending his brown lips: "... I have eaten both degenerates and evolutors, except animals like you."

It's a predator!

Qing Jiuliu's hair has suddenly opened, and his hind legs are tight, ready to respond at any time; The man chuckled, and his body was about to rush up again as soon as he twisted. However, when Qing Jiuliu almost jumped out, his expression suddenly stagnated, earned his body hard, and then lowered his head.

Even if stepped on by a person's weight, the sofa cushion seems to be too deep; No, it should be said that the man's feet were deeply trapped in the cushion. When he pulled them out, he didn't pull them out at all - half of his calf was firmly "grabbed" by Ji Shanqing.

"Don't you call my sister!"

Ji Shanqing's voice was struggling, and it sounded tight as if she couldn't breathe; Qing didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he turned and rushed out in the direction of Chaoyang terrace. Ji Shanqing is a sofa, without meat, and should be safe for the time being.

Even if he didn't look back, the struggling sound behind him and the friction sound of the cloth also told Qing Jiuliu that the man was trying to get away and catch him; Ji Shanqing is not strong in both combat power and physical strength. It's only a matter of time before he breaks free - however, at this critical moment, the little panda stopped by the balcony railing.

The reason is that without him, he can't reach other floors because of his current body.

"Dong" sound, the man's foot has fallen on the floor; I don't know what he did, Ji Shanqing gave a low cry of pain, and still held his other foot tightly - but on his dry yellow face, a happy smile has gradually spread.

A dead man's hair hung between his dense teeth.

The reddish brown panda quickly turned his head, stuck his head out of the railing, and took a deep breath.

As Ji Shanqing exhaled again, the man's feet stepped on the floor; Then, he strode towards Qing Jiuliu - the distance of more than ten meters between them was about to be stepped by him.

"Lin San Jiu!"

Qing Jiuliu wanted to work hard on every hair and shouted upstairs at the top of his voice, "come back and help me, your gift bag is dying!"

His volume shook his ears faintly, and his voice quickly echoed between the floors; The bat like man was stunned, and then sank his face. With a kick under his feet, he rushed on the Chaoyang platform.

When the predator showed his true skills, Qing Jiuliu had no time to shout a second sentence, so he grabbed his throat, and the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat with the air.

The flapping claws left several red marks on each other's skin, but he seemed unaware.

"I ate you first," the predator gasped and laughed, and the stinky breath sprayed qingjiuliu's face. "After a while, the person you called came, and I ate him again. After sleeping for so long, I'm also very hungry..."

Before the words fell, a huge shadow suddenly fell from the sky and kicked him heavily - at that time, the predator flew back like a real bat and landed on the floor with a bang. The panda was also thrown by this force and broke free from his hands.

The old hen rushed into the balcony flapping her wings, shook her head, and threw a black haired woman in her mouth on the ground.

Under the stunned eyes of the predator, Lin Sanjiu stepped on the delirious crazy woman with a paw, and his black eyes glowed coldly.

"Are you going to kill my friend?"