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"Seventy-seven, four-four... Seventy-seven ......!"

The murmur suddenly disappeared, and all the moving gray and white figures suddenly stopped, eerily frozen in the fog, as if time had been paused.

The yin wind was biting, Wu Ming's scalp was numb, and he only felt that countless cold and invisible hairy hands grabbed him, causing every hair of his hair to freeze into frost.

At this time, Wu Ming's heart was alarmed, and he saw a human head showing a mouth full of fangs, biting at Wu Ming angrily.

The fangs were so familiar, as if they were a nightmare that he once had lingering.

"It's you!" After

only being stunned for a moment, Wu Ming suddenly remembered that on a dark and windy night in the same month, a dead man's head with the same appearance teased him and Shen Cong without any lower limit, and he was never tired of it.

But isn't it in a castle, how did it come here...... The crow's

memory was messy, Wu Ming didn't have time to think about it, and saw that the human head was about to bite his face, and his eyes and hands were about to pinch the flesh on both sides of its mouth.

This dry and rough feel is disgusting.

"Doom ——!"

was a hiss, like a human howl when inhaling, piercing and unpleasant.

Just when Wu Ming and the dead man's head were wrestling with each other, the pure white monster behind Zhou Xuerou suddenly stood up, his faceless face pulled out deep lines, and a pair of fleshy wings stretched with a bang, and he flew into the air violently.

One person was extremely surprised, looked upward, and then his eyes trembled.

I saw that the faceless monster that was climbing suddenly paused, and its whole face sank deeply, and bursts of piercing sound waves came out from under the skin and spread out in all directions.

After a few breaths, the sound of cutting sounded, and there seemed to be several invisible blades in the air, splitting the faceless monster in the sky into several pieces until it was annihilated, and dark green blood sprayed all over the ground, and also sprayed on the faces of Wu Ming and the dead man's head.

The two were dumbfounded, slowly lowered their heads, and looked at each other.

Although each other's faces were stained with a large amount of green blood, neither Wu Ming nor the dead man laughed at each other's embarrassment, and some were just endless fear and shock.

Even Wu Ming, who had always had a keen sense of the sixth, didn't know what had just happened, and he didn't even notice any evil intent and killing intent.

The powerful pure white monster that could approach Wu Ming silently ended up with such an inexplicable tragic death?

"Run, run, run!" The

head roared silently, and the already white and small pupils contracted to the extreme, and even began to tremble slightly.

Nodding stiffly, Wu Ming's mind was blank, and he didn't care to think deeply about why this head was so urging, and mechanically opened his legs until the figure around him moved again, and everything was as usual.

The view is obstructed, the air is filled with a thick fog, and the streets are empty but full of people, and the place seems quiet but noisy.

The two strong contrasts were uncomfortable and disgusting, and Wu Ming could only bow his head and run wildly, praying in his heart that he would be able to live safely until dawn.

Fortunately, Wu Ming was full of physical strength and stamina, and he was stunned to run wildly in the fog of gray and white figures for more than three hours, and he was still carrying messy ghosts.

The clothes were already soaked, clinging to Wu Ming's body, and a drop of mist on the tips of his hair dripped on his face and slid down his chin.

After I don't know how long it took, the crow on its shoulder suddenly spread its wings and flew high, and the dead man's head exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, we have come out, no need to run anymore." When the

words fell, Wu Ming still looked left and right, and only gradually stopped after not finding any figures, and took a deep breath of humid air.

"What the hell was that just now, did a hundred ghosts walk at night?" After relieving himself, Wu Ming had palpitations and leaned on a glass bus shelter. The dim light shone on his face, giving him the feeling of the rest of his life.

The fog was still thick, but the figures in the fog seemed to turn around at the intersection, converging like water towards an unknown location.

"Ghost?" Hearing Wu Mingmeng's cry, the dead man's head squinted at Wu Ming, and sneered: "Boy, where did the ghost come from in this world, which ravine and ravine are you from?" Wu Ming's

eyes widened suddenly, and the spirit that had just relaxed suddenly tensed, and he lifted the dead man's head to his eyes with his hands and feet, "Forget it, there is a one here." The

human head in front of him slowly matched the appearance in Wu Ming's memory, and the cracked corners of the mouth and the tentacles and hairs that could grow freely made Wu Ming even more sure that this was the ghost in the castle, the bouncing dead man's head.

"What are you doing, what kind of eyes are you?" The human head seemed to have guessed something, and hurriedly began to struggle, and after seeing that it was useless, its eyes suddenly widened, and it glared at Wu Ming.

The breeze was blowing, Wu Ming's brain shook, and his body seemed to have passed through layers of fog, but just as his feet were about to touch the ground, a powerful pull suddenly struck, pulling his body back to reality again.

Everything happened just in the breath, Wu Ming looked dazed, and blinked his eyes unconsciously, "What did you do just now, how do I feel that I am flying." "

Why did this kid's spiritual power become so strong after not seeing him for a few days?"

The human head was also dumbfounded, but under Wu Ming's blazing gaze, he swallowed his non-existent saliva uneasily, and said: "That's not a hundred ghosts walking at night, that thing has been given a nice name by humans, called the space-time bug, and it is very dangerous." "

Well, let's talk about the space-time worm first. Wu Ming nodded, still holding the head, and had no intention of letting go.

The human head shook his head, and when he saw that it was useless, he said again: "When it first appeared, it was described like this......

" "Accompanied by a dream, it was the sound of its blood flowing. Its large, transparent body will appear in the thick fog and devour everything in its path, but it will expel the devoured object completely, as if it had eaten something, as if it had eaten nothing, and no one knew what it was trying to do.

Later, some scientists said that the space-time worm does not exist in the dimension we live in, and what it devours is not what we can see, but what we cannot see in another dimension.

However, if you are reassured, you are very wrong, and when you are devoured, you will try to maintain a state of movement that is roughly the same as when you are devoured, so as to ensure that the fragile plane does not collapse at this time.

Once the space-time collapses, the creatures with flesh and blood bodies will be strangled in an instant, and they will fall into the fate of the monster just now, but it is unknown whether they were cut by space-time or killed by space-time bugs.

And those shadows shuttling in the fog are just the digestive system used to work in its body, because it is not in the same dimension, so the appearance is also very different, and the appearance you see does not represent its original appearance.

After the head finished speaking, as if he was in deep thought, a tentacle reached out to his chin and rubbed it back and forth, and murmured: "What the hell are the people here doing, why are they not afraid of the city collapsing if they even draw out the space-time worm?"

Wu Ming was also shocked, his eyes wandered and he didn't know what he was thinking, he always felt that the world was slowly deviating from his original expectations.

But after a while, Wu Ming came back to his senses, looked at the human head and asked again: "The space-time worm is finished, what about you, what are you, some kind ......of octopus

monster?" "Octopus monster?" The human head was obviously stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled strangely: "I'm a ghost, a fool, what are you looking forward to?"