[MTL, BL] The Top Streamers of the Horror Circle are Wild in The Novice Village

2.10

"What about Xiaoshou?" Tang Kexin asked.

"Going to look for the dead ghost and didn't come back."

"Aren't you worried?"

"Life and death have fate." Wei Qing said lightly.

Tang Ke Wei your heart are no different from the usual, said:. "I went to Yang Lu Xu Zhuxuan and confirmation"

. "Ah"

A quarter of an hour later.

A fire broke out in the center of the 00A area. The color of the fire was very strange. The pure black live flames spread wildly on the grass like crazy.

Screams rang out over Area A, and chickens jumped.

In the chaos, Wei Qing, the initiator, got out of the south corner and muttered in his heart: Tang Kexin is probably a ghost, and a dog the size of a house can dig a hole silently.

Outside the wall, what catches the eye is a barren sandy field.

It was a quarter past seven, he closed his eyes and felt the air around him carefully.

There is a faint smell of blood.

When he opened his eyes, the pale amber pupils under his long eyelashes shrank sharply, and the image was like a surveillance screen overhead of a train.

Sometimes it's convenient to be a ghost.

He lifted his foot and walked in that direction.

The cage is two stories high, and the silver-white steel bars are bright and bright, like an enlarged version of a dog cage. In the cage, countless "people" in gray silk suits were sitting or wandering.

If Xiaoshang is still looking for someone, then he must be in this cage.

The top of the cage was covered with cardboard, and even though Wei Qing had superhuman ghost eyes, he struggled to see every face inside.

A heavy male voice descended from the sky: "Should the cub who performed today be caught?"

Wei Qing : "!" He quickly pressed against the cage wall, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a huge black hoof protruding from the edge of the cage.

Another louder voice responded: "It's still early, at least eight o'clock."

They were talking about a small mourning.

Judging from the content, there is still more than half an hour left for everyone.

The black hoof was already in the air, and Wei Qing's left hand began to turn the wrench, calculating the time it would take to knock down the two big hoofs.

What if... there are more than two?

The black hoof looked forward slightly, and had already walked out two meters, connected to the calf thicker than a hundred-year-old tree, and the flames in Wei Qing's hand had already burst out.

"Come for breakfast~" someone shouted in the distance.

Black Hoof paused, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction with a bang.

Wei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the edge of the giant cage, and looked out a little. Looking at this, I can't help but take a breath of cold air. It turns out that his position is just the head of the cage. There are at least 20 iron cages that are exactly the same as one. If each cage is calculated by 50 people, the number of replicas Not less than a thousand people!