Infinite Script Killing

silence.

The room suddenly became eerily quiet.

The two people's eyes met, and the cold light flashing in their eyes from time to time was both a confrontation and a test of each other.

Just as she didn't know what Xu Tong understood, Xu Tong didn't know whether her actions would push the two to the point of completely breaking up.

But he had to do this. Since the source virus can have the ability to develop vassals, why didn't Yan Niang make herself his vassal? Wouldn't that be simpler and less troublesome?

So when she said she was going to be sent in as a tribute, it seemed like she really planned to dedicate herself to that lovely Queen Mother?

Perhaps she could argue that this was to facilitate her actions, or she could give a more appropriate reason.

But he doesn't believe Yan Niang now. He hid such information and threw himself into a pen. No matter how reasonable the excuse is, he will not believe her now.

If she becomes Queen Mother, it is even less clear whether she will be able to obtain the benefits she mentioned.

"I don't have anything suitable to compensate you now." Yan Niang shook her head.

"Then let me go!"

Xu Tong turned around and asked Big Fatty to take him away. He left decisively without any hesitation.

The fat figure flickered and disappeared, and walked out of the room the next moment. When he was quickly gone away, Yan Niang had no intention of chasing him out.

Seeing this, Xu Tong didn't take it to heart because he was in a hurry to rush to the opening ceremony of the next play.

Until Xu Tong disappeared from her sight, the baby in her arms let out a low strange cry, as if asking Yan Niang why she didn't catch up to him and tell him the truth.

"Forget it, so what if you tell him, cracks can never be repaired with your mouth."

There were some words that she couldn't explain or even say. Once she said them, she would be killed.

When Xu Tong arrived at the Hanging Garden, the flames above the garden had gone out.

But the evolvers who served as source viruses were all frightened and even wanted to escape from this place.

As the building's elevator doors slowly opened.

A body was laid out in a garden bed.

From a distance, Xu Tong finally saw the two players head-on for the first time. Except for Liang Hong, who was as strong as an ox, there was another person standing in the shadows, his black cloak covering his face. His body was tightly hidden inside, and his true face could not be seen at all.

If nothing else goes wrong, this mysterious person should be the other player Tana mentioned, Blood Demon.

The two of them stood behind No. 8 without saying a word, but it could be seen that Lianghong's face was extremely ugly. I believe that at this moment he was not only angry about Tana's death, but also worried that he would not be able to survive. What should I do when my drug addiction relapses next time?

Everything was quiet.

In the corner, Mustache, Wang Jiaming, Chen Hai and several other hosts of the source virus are all there, but it is obvious that Chen Hai is a bit isolated standing there.

I don't know if it's because of the original host, but Chen Hai always has a bad mouth. At this time, it is undoubtedly a wise move for everyone to keep a distance from him silently.

On the flower bed, the beauty who had made a shining appearance just a few hours ago was now a pile of rotten flesh, with a huge gash on her head, and the brain crystals inside had disappeared.

But the focus of people's concern was not this, but the missing child in her belly.

The palm of his hand covered with black leather gloves slowly placed his hand on Tana's body, and his hand gently caressed Tana's body.

As if caressing a piece of art, his eyes sparkled with tenderness, as if the woman lying in the flowerbed was the true love of his heart.

"Dear Tana, I have always believed that you are that miraculous oasis in the desert. I brought you out from that remote corner. I hope that the dazzling light can illuminate our tribe and ignite the hope of life..."

No. 8's gentle and hoarse voice sounded like a nomadic poet.

With his focused expression, no one would doubt his feelings for Tana.

"After I become the new Queen Mother, you should get the same position as me, because the child in your belly is destined to be my next successor..."

"Ah!!"

As soon as No. 8's voice fell, a disdainful snort suddenly came from the quiet garden. Even though the voice was very small, everyone looked at Chen Hai in unison.

Wang Jiaming and Mustache decisively chose to stay away from this guy.

Other source virus hosts are no exception. After all, everyone knows that the baby in Tana's belly may be a new shortcut. Now that Tana has been killed, the whereabouts of the child are unknown. What's even more troublesome is that everyone is suspected.

Whoever would anger No. 8 at this time would undoubtedly be the stupidest thing to do.

No. 8 suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning with madness and rage. It was obvious that he didn't like Chen Hai interrupting his thoughts at this time.

Chen Hai felt uncomfortable with the squinting glances from everyone, and he felt evil fire in his heart. He said disdainfully: "Why, he is not the Queen Mother yet. He is starting to plan for the next Queen Mother now. What if he becomes the Queen Mother?" Your Majesty, don’t you even have to make arrangements for your grandson to take over?"

Anyway, Tana's murder had nothing to do with him, so didn't he even have the right to say a word? ?

Some people are the kind of people who will fight to the death if they are caught doing something. Chen Hai is obviously like this.

"Shut up!!" Seeing that this guy wanted to continue talking, Wang Jiaming finally couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled his arm, signaling him to stop talking.

No. 8 retracted his gaze and stared at Tana's body in front of him again.

His palm caressed her cheek, his focused gaze was like that of the affectionate lover in the poem, until his palm touched Tana's chest along her belly.

The tenderness on his face gradually began to solidify, and his face turned from pale to red, and finally turned into livid eyes, but his eyes shone with a crazy and dangerous light. This was definitely not a good sign.

"But...you ruined everything!!"

The angry roar seemed to hit the empty chest many times before coming out again, making people feel that the whole world was darkened.

At the same time, fierce black flames exploded in his palm, instantly turning Tana's body into white bones. With a crackling sound, every bone was burned into ashes.

The terrifying aura was like a devil coming out of hell, and Xu Tong, who was hiding in his fat belly, furrowed his brows.

Chen Hai, who looked indifferent just now, was even more livid.

As the host of the same source virus, No. 8's evolutionary direction is completely to run in the direction of battle. The terrifying aura rushes in, making people deeply feel the word despair in their minds.

He glanced at everyone like a wolf: "No matter who it is, hand over the child, and I guarantee that he will die more comfortably."

Number 8 focused his attention on several competitors, but directly ignored the idiot Chen Hai.

In his mind, a stupid pig like Chen Hai seemed to be too deeply influenced by the host. His mind was full of tofu and he simply didn't have the guts to do this.

Wang Jiaming took a step back, cleared his throat and explained: "No. 8, I understand your mood, but this matter..."

"Shut up, isn't it you!!"

Number 8, who was extremely angry, was obviously not interested in listening to Wang Jiaming's nonsense, and asked sternly, like a vicious dog ready to attack at any time.

Wang Jiaming's pupils immediately shrank, and an evil fire flashed under his eyes, but this angry emotion appeared like a dragonfly on water and then quickly disappeared. He closed his eyes and shook his head: "It's not me!"

No. 8 turned his eyes and looked at Mustache. Following Wang Jiaming's example, Mustache denied it more neatly.

On the side, Chen Hai saw the two people's sincere attitude. He curled his lips and took off his coat. He was about to have a glass of fresh blood and slowly enjoy the show.

"Ding Dong..."

A necklace slipped from the pocket of the coat and landed on the marble at his feet, making a crisp sound.

"What's this??"

Chen Hai reached out and picked up the necklace. He was wondering that he didn't have this thing.

He didn't even notice that No. 8's cold eyes were locked on him.

"It's him!!" The moment Lianghong, who was standing behind No. 8, saw the necklace, his eyes sparkled and he pointed with his hand: "He is the murderer!!!"

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