Six high school students were dressed and wanted to escape, only to find that when they walked to the door, they couldn’t run out at all, and their bodies seemed to be fixed there by an invisible force.

“What happened?”

“How can I not move?”

“I am too...”

5 people do not know what happened, only 1 person's body is sideways, he used the corner of the corner of the left light to look behind a few people, the girl was weak and weak floating in the air, the evil appearance, not the god, like a ghost, holding the boy who was killed by his wrong hand in his arms, his eyes became pale, but the corner of his eyes was blood and tears, long hair scattered around, covered with black veins.

"What's the matter?"“Damn, ghost, damn it.”

The boys yelled, but the other five could not see what was going on behind them.

However, what they could see was that the screaming boy's entire body began to twist unnaturally, first with his hands folded back, followed by his legs, his painful howl, let the white bone stung the flesh, but could not make any resistance, and finally the whole head was 360 degrees turned, the spine stabs out of the skin sac, and death can no longer die.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the boys also shouted out, "Help, help."

"There is a ghost, Blue Dragon King, come and help us."

A voice of help in this early morning seems to be particularly refreshing, Zhuang mother just received 300 yuan, went out to buy two buns, but as soon as he entered the door, he heard a few howls of his heart and lungs, and hurriedly walked over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw a boy who died tragically, 5 boys seemed to be caught by the turbid air, and the original chair of Xu Hao was quietly held in his arms, as if he was dead, and Zhuang Jing, the girl who had always been obedient, scattered her hair, like a real evil god, the most strange thing was to control the turbid air of 5 boys, and its source came from Zhuang Jing.

Zhuang Jing did not move, in Zhuang Ma's view, is a look, these 5 caught boys, like a puppet, bones staggered, the body burst, instantly turned into 5 groups of flesh and blood.

Zhuang mother wanted to calm, but she could not calm at all, her legs were already soft, watching a few boys die in front of her, the whole body was unnaturally reversed, and turned into a pool of flesh and mud in a crisp sound that pierced the eardrum, which was much more terrifying than her own head down.

Although he also hurt people, but the real killing of only their own negative heart, the other head is mostly harmful, and finally will certainly help them to get out of the head, she has never been like Zhuang Jing now, killing like hemp.

In an instant, six people died, thinking of the tragedy of the head of the previous head, Zhuang Ma knew that all this was really done quietly, and when she saw the death of the bout, although she doubted it, she could not believe that the weak daughter was so terrible.

She fell to the ground in fear, and she heard the sound and floated directly in the air.

“You... you’re something,” Zhuangma had never seen such a quiet, yelling and humping.

Zhuang Jing did not speak, but came to Zhuangma, looking at this vicious woman who had ruined her life, a hand raised her, and the turbid gas completely surrounded her, and her eyes were on her, as if to say that the source of all this trouble was that you were general, without a word of nonsense, clean and decisively.

I saw that the body of Zhuang Ma slowly gathered together under the silent gaze, constantly shrinking, and not long after, it was squeezed and crushed into a ball, leaving only the mouth that could breathe and ask for help.

But just as Zhuang Jing asked for help had not been taken care of, even if Zhuangma had made life worse than death, crying and crying, Zhuang Jing did not pay attention to her.

When the ball gradually became smaller, and finally reached the limit, can no longer be compressed, as if the blood flower, bursting, the debris filled all corners of the house, completely distinguishing organs and internal organs, dead and miserable.

Zhuang quietly walked out of the room, watching the sun rising in the morning, and even had an impulse to destroy it, so that there was only darkness left in the world, and perhaps everyone could understand the pain they had.

Zhuang quietly floated in the air, holding the only boy in her life, she vaguely remembered Xu Hao's home, and now she just wanted to send Xu Hao back to the sun-kind, quiet and calm boy, although all this is impossible.

Looking at the quiet drift to the road, some early pedestrians also thought that they saw the ghost, and when they saw the face of Zhuang Jing clearly, they were sure that they had indeed seen the ghost, and in broad daylight, they ran out in fear.

However, in Zhuang Jing's eyes, no one in this world should exist, so they looked at the fleeing pedestrian, and the man's head was like an inflated balloon, constantly expanding, and finally exploded.

Zhuang Jing continued to walk, and saw more people one after another, and they saw that Zhuang Jing was not scared to escape, but it was impossible to escape, and it was too late to run out of ten meters away, and the head was uncontrolled expansion and fragmentation.

Along the way, all the people she saw were instantly wiped out by her, and the death was strange and tragic, but there was no pain at all.

A short time later, the small half of the Sichuan Ling has been covered with blood, and the body without a head, even the car that travels, when the driver sees the moment of calm, will also be her moment to burst, there is no reason, did not survive.

Although Zhuang Jing changed her appearance, she was very clear about what she was doing, she was to let the world know her pain, so that the whole world would become hell.

She came to the center of Chuanling, her body floating upwards into half-empty, the centifers behind it as if they were alive, and every leg of the centimeter rang around her back, and each leg of the centimeter evolved into another centiede, giving birth to more legs, which grew madly, extending from the back of the solemn, stretching downward until it took root underground.

Then these legs searched for the living people throughout the city, and once found, they ran directly through the man's neck and absorbed his blood, whether they were hiding at home, on the way out of the escape, or in the impenetrable police station prison, they could not stop its search.

The person who was killed did not know what was happening, and did not know why it was himself, and ended his life in a moment of incomparable.

In less than a minute, countless black elongated legs set off from the solemn body, covering the entire Sichuan mausoleum, except for Xu Ma, everyone was harvested by this black elongated centipede leg.

The momentary strangulation, so that Chuanling became a sea of blood and meat mountain, do not feel the survival of the people, Zhuang Jing also returned to the ground, kneeling on the ground, she gently touched Xu Hao's cheek, "Shu Hao, sorry, if there is an afterlife, I must no longer yield to their fate, must become brave, I will be with you, always..."

Zhuang Jing closed his eyes, and finally exploded with Xu Hao, and the blood of the body, all together with Xu Hao, never separated.

"Cut through," Shang Wenqing watched the game end, and sighed in silence.