Death Inquisitor
One hundred and eighty-three chapters
However, since the ability to adapt to Ye Chen and this sudden situation, the money is not too fierce action, but only sweat is sold in the forehead.
His heart is not afraid, just in this way, you want to disappear the fear of your heart.
Looking at him is strong and calm, Ye Chen only disdainful smile. He will make money to understand, what is the suffering of the soul.
Li Guihua that disappeared was just the first step, and now Li Guihua, the taste is not good.
In the dark corridor, you don't enter the sunshine, I originally think about Ye Chen's money big hair, after I found that I have only one person left, there is no way to continue.
The eyes are slightly panic, and he is trying to hide. He immediately started moving, seeing his look, it is going to find out the exit.
In a quiet corridor, every step of him is gently stepped, it will look extra crisp, see any windows and doors, but have always had a cold wind blowing his body, bringing a layer of chicken.
The corridor should not be long. However, Qian Da Ma took a long time, and did not see the end of the corridor. He didn't have any turns during this period, or he didn't see any one.
Such a long corridor, no matter how much thinking, it will feel very strange.
Qian Da Ma is so angry, and the disappearance of a little bit of time, his eyes can no longer cover up, panic, account for his entire heart, now he is very hopeful, there is a person can be able to His hand
Talk.
Even if there is something else, you can make a little sound. At least, he doesn't need to endure this empty and fear in such a environment.
Every step of walking here, he is like there is no shoes, just stepped on white snow in winter, can't feel any temperature, the whole body has gradually become numb.
Finally, he couldn't stand it, and he started to play.
Ye Chen looked at the mentality of the money, a little bit of imbalance, starting without any reason, hunning, rushing to the screen, everything he arranged, there is a little bit more Row.
Only in this way can you make money to understand what is the pain of far super body. For this, Ye Chen has patiently do it.
I don't know how long I have ran, and the money has finally seen a fan-free door, under the corridor's tangerine light, it seems very strange.
The footsteps of money are slow, and he is also very clear that he is being accepted now, so behind this door, it is still what will be there.
Just what kind of thing will have, he has no qualification. At present, in addition to the arrangement of Ye Chen, other things can't do, even even if he wants to commit suicide, there is no way to complete Get it.
I took a deep breath, and the fat meat on the big Mao is suddenly jitter, and then he slowly stretched out his hand, holding the door handle, and then push it again, the door was pushed away. A stormless music passed into his ears.
Money is still trying to see what is a situation in which it is a situation. He suddenly pushed a huge force. If you can't control your body, the money is rushing into a room that looks very weird. .
The riotous music is more clear, like a bar like a bar, but it is not a person. This bar is black-based, no matter what is basically black.
Even the glass is opaque, but a very strange black.
The eyes of money is a bit awkward. He is still able to see the red cross hospital, but now it is directly to the bar, but it is just a door. Why is there so big? Qian Da Mao can't think of the answer ...
Ye Chen's hands on a red ray, and the memory of the big Mao itself becomes blurred, and all memories seem to be in the dream.
Music is getting bigger and loud, but there is still a person, a bar two clothes, the staff is not, this is a strange thing, but this big money has been unclear.
He walked around this bar, and his eyes were extremely blur. After the bar, he continued to go forward, and there was something in front of him, and it was more difficult than before.
A black curtain has dropped from the ceiling, in front of the curtain, there is a leg in the table, and in front of the portrait, it is still full of gratia, and various tributes are more filled with the entire desktop.
Qian Da Mao gradually approached the portrait, and the detachable bowed, looked at it, he suddenly suddenly retired, and the eyes were very large, the mouth was not shaken, although there is no one here. But he still raised his hand, pointed to the portrait, and asked the empty: "This ... this person ... how ... how to look like it ... is like me !?"
The riot of music and the portrait are very strange, when the money is discovered by the money, the person is suddenly beat, and the heart suddenly beat.
Pointing to the portrait of the mouth, in addition to him saying a sentence, after the first half, he can't say anything.
It seems that all words are killed in the throat, even if it is just a half-word, it is a very difficult thing.
"Husband?"
Suddenly sounded, let the big hair almost didn't fry the whole person, he quickly looked back.
The whole person is stunned, and the mouth is slightly opened. The saliva has flowed out, a little dropped in his chest, a division smells, and looked at his mouth. I know that his saliva will have more stinking.
Just, these things have can't affected at this moment, his eyes are just dead staring at the woman before the eyes: "Beauty, what is your name?"
Skin is like snow, hair loss, eyebrows, tall ting, but it is a little bit of danger, just a simple smile, you can have a man, it is very charm.
Such a woman, it is screaming, it is afraid that there will be countless men who are crazy.
"Husband, what do you say, I am your wife, don't you remember my name?" ..