Please, This is a Scary World

　　"Just wait for these things to rush over and let me deal with them."

　　After she finished speaking, Wang Jiaojiao stood at the entrance of the third floor, holding the dog, the golden sword, and waited for the corpses to rush over.

　　Fortunately, thanks to Zhang Mang's unremitting efforts, thousands of skirts have been thrown into the corridor.

　　The entire corridor was full of falling skirts, and tens of thousands of skirts were spread out in the corridor, almost absorbing all the blood.

　　Zhang Mang continued to throw his skirt in because Fang Ming hadn't told him to stop.

　　"Roar!"

　　When the corpse puppets saw the blood on the ground disappear, they all roared in horror and anger.

　　In the bloody water, their combat power almost doubled, but at this time, the entire corridor was filled with skirts.

　　After a while, the first corpse puppet rushed to the front.

　　Wang Jiaojiao originally wanted to tear him apart with one claw, but suddenly thinking of Fang Ming's words, she reached out and stabbed into the third cervical vertebra of the corpse puppet.

　　The corpse puppet whimpered, and immediately his body twitched, but just a moment of effort turned into a pool of blood, which was absorbed by the skirt on the ground.

　　With this first one, there are countless corpse puppets rushing over, but none of the corpse puppets can hold up Wang Jiaojiao's move.

　　Under Fang Ming's weak attack method, Wang Jiaojiao guarded the entrance with almost no effort.

　　This scene, watching Red Doudou and others, and the live broadcast room were stunned for a while.

　　I thought it was going to be a fierce battle, but I didn't expect it to be done in such a way.

　　"It seems to be hitting right again."

　　"These skirts all do weird things."

　　Fang Ming glanced at the corpse puppets that fell piece by piece like rice.

　　A strange look appeared on his face.

　　In theory, these corpse puppets can be immortal in places with blood, and even if they are killed, they will at most turn into a pool of blood, and then condense again.

　　But these thousands of skirts were thrown in, and all the blood was sucked clean.

　　After the corpse was killed, it turned into blood and was directly absorbed by the skirt on the ground.

　　Completely incomprehensible.

　　Seeing that there are fewer and fewer corpses, it is estimated that it will be completely extinct in a minute or two.

　　Fang Ming picked up the big bag with his hair on the side.He turned around and said to everyone: "Family, "We have achieved a preliminary victory now, everyone cheers."

　　At this time, those hairs jumped slightly in the bag.

　　It was as if life suddenly came into being.

　　Fang Ming's heart skipped a beat: "Is this because Xiaoxue sensed the breath of the hair she collected?"

　　He quickly turned to look at Hei: "Xiao Hei, it's our turn to play next, is there any problem with your dark villain?"

　　Hei shook his head: "There will be no problem."

　　"Card wipe!"

　　Wang Jiaojiao finally tore off the cervical vertebra of the last corpse puppet, and her sick face looked slightly pale.It seemed that even with such an easy kill, she took a lot of energy.

　　Fang Ming carried the bag and walked to Wang Jiaojiao's side: "Sister Jiao, go and rest for a while, then it's time for me to enter her world of consciousness, Xiaoxue should be hidden in her world of consciousness.".

Chapter 66

　　"This weirdness is really dangerous, brother, do you really want your sister to accompany you in?"

　　Although Wang Jiaojiao's face was pale, she was a little worried when she saw Fang Ming was preparing to go in by herself.

　　The same goes for everyone else.

　　Hongdoudou walked to Fang Ming, took out a large amount of talisman paper from his arms, and stuffed it directly into his arms: "There are golden light talismans, giant force talismans, gengjin talismans, yin water talismans, and burst talismans, all of them are mine. My sister prepared it for me before, you can take it first and use it directly in case of danger."

　　It seems that he feels that he has become too abnormal.

　　Red Doudou blushed, stuck her neck and added: "Anyway, your bank card is with me, but I have a small book, and I will keep it for you."

　　Zhang Mang and Qian Cheng watched from behind and opened their mouths to say something, but they didn't know what to say.

　　Seeing everyone like this, Fang Ming showed a gentle smile on his face.

　　He put down all the bags on his shoulders: "You don't have to worry so much, our previous preparations have worked, so I'll be alright."

　　As for the flag, he didn't stand up, because in such a scene on TV, it was absolutely necessary to stand up - something happened.

　　Just go with the flow.

　　Anyway, he still has the system to help him, and if it really doesn't work, he still has disaster prevention - Yupei.

　　Now that Sister Chen Xiaoxue has turned into something weird, her obsession has basically been aroused. It doesn't matter whether she is rational or crazy, Fang Ming is confident that he can find flaws in it.

　　And there are dozens of dark villains who are black, and even if they encounter problems, they can communicate with everyone in time.

　　This undoubtedly complements the shortcomings of the previous plan.

　　Fang Ming felt that his success rate in rescuing Xiaoxue was still very high.

　　"Then...brother, you...be careful..." Wang Jiaojiao bit her scarlet lips: "Or, take your sister's dog with you. Although he is not strong, he is very powerful. It's hard to kill, and he can save you a life at that time."

　　While talking, Wang Jiaojiao walked behind Fang Ming, kicked the monster dog that quietly pretended to be a transparent person on the head, and dragged him over with a chain.

　　There was obvious fear in the eyes of the monster dog.

　　I don't know if I'm afraid of Wang Jiaojiao or weird.

　　Or, fear of Fang Ming.

　　Fang Ming looked down at the monster dog and shook his head: "You don't need Jiaojie. Entering the strange world of consciousness, there are actually very few opportunities to fight. If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Hei, he knows best."

　　He pointed to Hei, who was preparing quietly beside him. Hei raised his head in confusion, and then nodded: "Well, my conscious world is made up of my memories."

　　"Hey~ Okay, then you must be careful!"

　　Seeing that her persuasion was fruitless, Wang Jiaojiao could only persuade again.

　　"I know my sister, then I and the little black people will go in. The time flow inside is different from the outside world. Maybe I will come out immediately after you chat for a while!"

　　Fang Ming waved his hands, grabbed the bag containing the hair on the ground with both hands, no longer hesitated, greeted Xiao Hei, and plunged straight into the corridor on the third floor.

　　Hei controlled the thirty dark villains who turned into Chen Xiaoxue and followed closely behind Fang Ming.

　　"Tread~"

　　Fang Ming stepped on the skirt all over the ground,

　　You can hear the greasy sound of blood and water below, and the rich fragrance of flowers in the air comes from the surface.

　　He tried his best to hold his breath and continued walking forward.

　　Red Doudou's deliberately soft reading voice in the speaker can still be heard behind him.

　　And the dark villains who followed behind him shouted like Chen Xiaoxue as planned.

　　"Sister, where are you?"

　　"Sister, I miss you, can you come out?"

　　"Sister, I'm so scared, it's so scary here."

　　"elder sister......"

　　Thirty dark villains are Chen Xiaoxue's appearances of different ages.

　　But the crying in the dress is all the same, pitiful, helpless, weak.

　　Everything seems to go back to the beginning.

　　There was a sudden wind in the hallway.

　　The corner of Fang Ming's clothes was blown.

　　"The wind is good, the wind is good."

　　"It's time for me to let these hair out, too."

　　Fang Ming murmured to himself and tore all the bags open.

　　The thick black hair inside fell to the ground immediately.

　　The wind in the corridor was even stronger.

　　The skirt that was soaked in blood on the ground was blown up.

　　All the hair was blown back by the strong wind.

　　But these hairs were not blown to the entrance of the corridor where Wang Jiaojiao and the others were.

　　Because, the moment Fang Ming and the dark little people stepped into the corridor, they had disappeared before their eyes.

　　At this time, Fang Ming had entered a strange world of consciousness.

　　Fang Ming looked back and seemed to realize the problem.

　　He sank in his heart: "It's a little different from what I expected. Sister Xiaoxue's world of consciousness is not the village where they grew up. Anyway, let's move on."

　　Fang Ming went all the way against the wind, throwing the hair in the bag as he walked.

　　He always had a gentle smile on his face.

　　Regardless of whether "smile infection" is useful here, be prepared first.

　　Be prepared.

　　But at this moment, his smile was very strange.

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　　In the silent and empty corridor, blood was still oozing from the walls and ceiling, and a thick layer of skirts was spread on the ground, and these skirts were all soaked with blood.

　　Fang Ming had a smile on his face, throwing his hair as he walked, followed by thirty black figures of different sizes but identical in dresses.

　　Isn't this picture weird?