Another world: My life is on the hook!

Blue Star, Magic Capital.

In a separate room on the ground floor.

On the bed, Bai Yi, who was wearing a hospital gown, was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, with the help of the subtle light coming in from the window, his expression solemn.

He held a pencil and tried to recall the magic array of the summoning ceremony drawn on the page that his eldest brother had given him.

He still didn’t give up.

Although the note could not be returned, when he was in the basement of his eldest brother before, he and his eldest brother studied the structure of that ritual formation.

And now he can only rely on his memory, trying to reproduce it.

And most importantly .

.

His gaze fell on the tiny mist of flesh and blood between his fingernails.

It was flesh and blood that he had stripped from his big brother’s little finger.

And as long as he still keeps this trace of flesh and blood undiscovered, then he still has hope of summoning his eldest brother over, because the flesh and blood of his eldest brother is the best beacon!

“I remember that it should be like this…”

Bai Yi frowned, trying to recall the structural picture of the ritual formation.

He really hates himself now, he doesn’t study well, if he has the ability to never forget, then does he still need to replicate?!

He himself is a mobile library.

However, he knew that it was useless to think about this, and the priority now was to deepen his memory of that ritual formation, because by the next morning, he would have to destroy everything depicted today.

Time passed little by little in his focused memories.

But in the next moment.

The glimmer of light shining through the window suddenly went black.

Bai Yi almost subconsciously grabbed the piece of paper in his hand, and his expression became vigilant.

Was it discovered?

The room where he was under house arrest was facing the hallway outside the door, and because guards often patrolled back and forth, the lights in the corridor were on all night.

He almost subconsciously held his breath.

For some reason, he clearly felt that the temperature in the room seemed to be slowly dropping at an imperceptible rate.

But it doesn’t look like normal cold.

Instead, it’s like….

Cold.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, and finally lifted the quilt, dressed and compromised, and nervously walked towards the direction of the gate.

One-step.

Two steps.

Get closer slowly.

Above the iron gate there was a glass door and window, usually the guards would peek at him from time to time, and there was a monitor in the upper right corner, but what made him nervous was that even the red dot on the monitor disappeared.

It seems that the place is completely de-energized.

He held his breath.

Finally.

He mustered up the courage to raise his head and looked carefully out the small window.

Inch by inch.

And he almost raised his heart to his throat.

Because he was afraid that a pair of eyes or a bloody hand would suddenly appear outside the small window, he swore that he would be frightened.

But it didn’t.

His gaze pierced through the glass window and looked out.

The corridor was dark, quiet and chilling, and nothing could be seen, only his own reflection on the glass window.

The heart he was carrying finally slowly relaxed.

He let out a low sigh of relief.

Maybe.

It’s really a power outage.

Because since he returned from the dark world, he always felt a little nervous, and it seemed that a pair of eyes had been secretly watching him, making him a little nervous.

But it’s okay.

If Blue Star also encounters the supernatural world, there is no invincible existence like the eldest brother, and his little life is really going to be accounted for here.

He exhaled and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Subconsciously, I want to turn my head.

But right at this moment.

The afterglow from the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the small window in front of him, and his sweaty hair stood upside down almost instantly.

That’s right.

There was really nothing outside the window.

But is that reflection on the glass window really himself?

Because he obviously noticed that when he was about to turn his head, the faint reflection on his glass window did not move with his movements at all!

If that reflection wasn’t himself, who would it be?!

His hands trembled, and his face slowly turned pale.

He straightened his head stiffly.

The reflection on the glass window that was exactly like his own seemed to be staring at him deadly.

And that is in the next moment.

The reflection suddenly flashed a smile at him.

“Found you.”

Bai Yi’s face changed suddenly, goosebumps erupted all over his body, and he turned his head in horror and was about to retreat.

But it was the moment he turned his head.

Behind.

He saw the white-haired old man covered in blood, staring at his back.

He recognized the old man almost immediately, he was the high-ranking official sent from above to form the Supernatural General Bureau on behalf of the government.

But at this moment, he was standing there like a corpse.

The old man suddenly opened his mouth, and in just an instant, his mouth grew to two meters in size, like an abyss, and instantly enveloped him.

A mournful scream resounded throughout the room.

……

“Bai Yi!”

In the corridor outside the gate, the psychic medium was full of eagerness, and quickly arrived in front of Bai Yi’s gate with dozens of heavily armed special forces and high-ranking officials.

They immediately took out the key and tried to open the door.

But I don’t know why, that door is as if it is welded, and it is difficult to push it no matter what.

And the inside of the glass window is also dark.

“Something happened! Their target was indeed that child!

The medium gritted her teeth, and she glanced eagerly at the dark corridor, and the strong gloomy cold almost crawled all over her body.

She did not dare to delay and immediately sat cross-kneeled, and from her arms she felt a small person cut out of paper.

Sticking the paper man to the gate, he bit his finger and quickly outlined a blood-red rune on the paper man.

She closed her eyes.

The fingers quickly made a series of complex gestures.

Her lips trembled, repeating obscure incantations.

And the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and gritted her teeth: “Sister, it’s up to you.” ”

Hum—

a half-empty ghostly face suddenly appeared on the left half of her face.

And the paper man attached to the iron door instantly clinged to the gate, almost fused with the gate, and a large amount of blood poured out from the paper man, and the iron door quickly became rotten and dilapidated.

“Smash the door!”

The medium gritted his teeth and roared.

The special forces around him immediately smashed the butt of their guns heavily on the gate.

The iron gate collapsed.

A harsh and terrifying voice that was isolated also suddenly came from it.

They immediately saw that Bai Yi in the room was covered with mucus, and his upper body had almost completely been swallowed by the white-haired old man, leaving only his two legs desperately holding on.

“Bai Yi!!”

The faces of everyone changed drastically.