My House of Horrors

In the hotel, bulimic ghosts take an absolute advantage, which is why she dares to take on all the red clothes in the hotel at the same time.

But she obviously underestimated the red heels and the headless ghost, and both of them burst out with incredible strength in a life-and-death crisis.

The blood filament around the neck of the headless ghost has the characteristics of sharpness, and although she is suppressed, she is not without resistance.

She was passing, flesh and blood, and as you can see from the way she was moving forward, she was trying to rendezvous with the red heels.

Enemy enemies are their friends, headless ghosts come up with red heels and little boys, and they don't know if they want to help them share the pressure or join forces to defeat bulimic ghosts.

Long-tongued and vascular cells are shrinking, and there is less and less room for the three ghosts to escape.

Blood vessels and tongues didn't attack red heels directly at first, but over time, more and more blood vessels have put their ideas on heels, and they seem to be ready to eat them with curse and bad luck.

Large blood vessels were like giant pythons coming from around, and suddenly a woman laughed in the hotel.

It's crisp and delightful, itchy, and seems to tell from the sound alone that the other person must be beautiful.

“The sound came from the red heels.” There seems to be a special magic in this laugh that affects people's emotions.

After hearing it, Chen Gong began to accelerate the uncontrolled blood flow in his body, and a red spot appeared on his skin, seemingly part of the capillaries could not withstand the bloodstream surge all exploding.

Compared to the low, horrible roar of the bulimic, the laughter from the high heels is just another extreme.

“Hungry... hungry! ”

The bulimic ghost also heard laughter, not knowing whether it was jealousy or other reasons, Chen Song could clearly feel her anger.

“How do you feel about the red heels laughing at the bulimia? Is that a provocation? ”

The crisp laughter echoed in the hotel, slowly becoming hysterical from delightful ears until finally, a tall woman appeared on the red heels.

She was thinner, taller than Chan Song, wrapped in red bandages all over her body, and did not reveal any skin.

This woman has an excellent temperament and must have been beautiful in her lifetime, but as she is now, it is as if she had undergone a general skin transplantation operation before she died.

The bandage-wrapped foot sticks into the pump, the foot and shoes squeeze, and the bandage crevice bleeds out, as if the wound on her had not healed.

“It's crazy.” Chen Gong can hardly imagine what the woman's body looks like under the bandage: “I knew I wouldn't mess with her on the bus. ”

Blood vessels and tongues crossed and wrapped around high heels, and she stood right where she was, meaning nothing to hide from.

When the blood vessels were close, the woman lifted her hands and the bandages showed her figure perfectly, but the “people" present were not in the mood to appreciate it at all.

The blood seeped under the bandage, the woman laughed hysterically, the pain was frantic, and she easily tore her blood vessels and tongue apart, quickly moving forward.

“Attack alone?” Chen Gong doesn't really understand the idea of red heels. Although the red heels are strong in the mood, they are still quite different from the bulimic ghost: “Is her special abilities powerful? ”

Each red coat has its own special abilities, which are related to their remaining obsession at the time of death. For example, the head less ghost neck blood filament has sharp characteristics. The stronger the sound, the stronger the pain will be. Bear blue with partial syndrome. Half the body is made up entirely of blood filament and can change shape at will, etc.

Looking at the outside, Chen Gong can't determine the special ability of red heels, but now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope. The stronger the red heels, the better for him.

Trapped in a cage of blood vessels and tongues, headless ghosts and little boys can't flush out, and their power alone can't resist bulimic ghosts and can only heel behind red heels.

Headless ghosts and little boys resist attacks from behind, red heels are under much less pressure, and she rips her blood vessels and tongue forward.

“What exactly does she want? ”

The scene is like a bloody hell with huge red heels and bulimic ghosts closing in.

There are too many blood vessels, inevitably there will be some missing defenses for the high heels, but Chan Gong wonders that the blood vessels that hit the red high heels did not affect her too much.

The bandages appear to be wrapped not in a body, but in flowing blood, and under the control of the high heels, the blood vessels pass through her body to minimize damage.

The attack was fruitless, the bulimic ghost became more agitated, and a mouth raised outward on her body, seemingly eager to swallow red heels into her stomach.

She slept in the Lywan Town Hotel and was not moving very fast herself. The other red clothes here knew that she was not a mess, so she rarely came to the door on her own initiative, which gave her little chance to taste the red clothes.

Stimulated by “food," the bulimic female body surged again, like a giant meatball, with more blood vessels spreading out of her body, focusing on red heels.

She suddenly burst away, separating the red heels from the headless ghost, with three quarters of the blood vessels used to attack the red heels and another quarter used to besiege the headless ghost and the little boy.

No matter how many blood vessels the headless ghost cuts, there will be more blood vessels and tongues to replenish, which is an unequal battle.

She cut the blood vessels and the bulimia herself was intact, but once she was entangled in the blood vessels, there was a good chance of completely losing the chance of resistance until she was dragged into the bulimia and buried in her belly.

“A bulimic female ghost can block a headless female ghost with only a quarter of her blood vessels, and looks like she has more than a swimming edge.” Chan Sing's palms were soaked with sweat and he was still looking for the right opportunity.

The threat posed by red high heel laces to bulimic ghosts is much greater than that of headless ghosts. Even if surrounded by three-quarters of the blood vessels in the hotel, red high heels are still slowly closing in and eating bulimic ghosts.

At first, the bulimic ghost was also wary of the red heels, but then the desire to eat may have taken the upper hand. Her eyes were red and she couldn't care less. She rushed towards the red heels and opened all her mouth on her body, like tearing the woman in front of her and swallowing it up at all.

Once again, the hotel rang a silver bell laugh, the woman extended her arms, her tall figure contrasted sharply with that of a bulimic ghost, and the bandage on her forehead fell off a little bit.

Long black hair on her shoulder, she stood against Chan Song, plus blood vessels and long tongue blockage, of all the “people” in the hotel, only the bulimic ghost saw the woman's face.

“Am I beautiful? ”

Simple and simple, the three words seemed to carry the most vicious curse. The red red flashes in the eyes of the bulimic woman were scattered. Her huge body wanted to hide back, but it was too late.

The bandages slide off completely, and every drop of blood on the woman spills on the bulimic ghost with intense hatred.

Blood drops were like a blazing flame, blood mists were burned, and all the mouths of the bulimic ghosts were crying.

“A drop of blood is a curse. What did this woman go through in her life? How could there be such horrible hatred?” Chen is fortunate that she has not angered each other, and as long as she gets a drop of blood on her, she may not be able to escape from bad luck in the future.

Black red smoke appeared on the bulimic female ghost, her vast body was reduced at visible speeds, and the cursed flame was still burning, leaving a scar on her face.

“Hungry! ”

Her body was consumed and her ghost deformed head screamed wildly at the red high heels, seemingly alleviating the pain only by eating.

Whatever, even the curse, she wants to eat it in her stomach.

The blood vessels swept across, coming from all sides, blocking all the retreats of the red high heels, the bulimic woman's huge body pressed against the red high heels, and a mouth bit at the bandage-wrapped figure.

Hard to resist the curse, the body of the bulimic ghost is too strong, even if the curse burns, she can still move freely.

“The curse of the red heels is penetrating slowly, and it is estimated that it will take some time to hurt her kernel.” Chen Gong closely followed the situation in the field. He feared that blood from red heels would drip onto Xu Yan, so he didn't dare ask Xu Yan to help.

The bulimic ghost is weakening, the peripheral blood vessels begin to wither, wrinkles appear on the wall of the tube, and black liquid flows inside. The headless ghost was under less pressure, she had no hesitation whatsoever, she threw away the red heels decisively and was ready to leave alone, and the boy in the sick suit beside her had the same idea.

Two ghosts bite the weakest part of the blood vessel before and after.

A layer of blood vessels and long tongues were destroyed and the bulimia screamed in her ears, and those vessels and long tongues were all part of her body.

Pain merges with uncontrollable hunger and changes begin to occur in bulimic ghosts.

Huge body contracted inward, flesh-covered limbs slowly emerged, bulimia had been lying on the ground, she wore black chains on her limbs, probably because they were worn for too long, the chains had grown into meat and could not be removed.

“Is this monster locked up in a hotel?” The bulimic howled her head, her chain stretching out of the kitchen chamber was straightened, her movements were restricted, and negative emotions burst into her brain, and she stormed out completely.

The skin cracked, countless blood filaments gushed out of the body, the large blood vessel in the hotel cracked open, ordinary people couldn't even imagine, and the blood vessels were full of mouth.

“Hungry!” The bulimic ghost has super digestive power, and the blood silk she has accumulated over the years has reached a terrible point, when it explodes to the full extent, causing a bloody tide in the hotel.

The headless ghost had been stripped of half her body by blood silk, and her most important head had been bitten by the tight mouth of the blood vessels, and the body of the little boy in the sick suit had become directly transparent, as if it could dissipate at any moment.

Xu Yan and Bai Qiulin were blocked in front of Chen Song, but even so, when the bloody tide rushed in, he also had a feeling of suffocation, as if his soul was about to be flushed out of his body.

“Terrible guy.” Bite the tip of her tongue and stay calm. Chen Gong looked at the nearest red heels to the bulimic ghost. The tide hit her first.

The red high heel fell on the ground at this time, and the bandages of blood scattered all over it, a blurred figure wrapped around several blood vessels.

Anything near her veins rots rapidly, but the bulimic ghost doesn't care at all. She has starved red eyes and vows to swallow the woman in front of her.

“Hungry, I'm starving! ”

After countless years of accumulating blood silk released once and for all, the bulimic woman's body slowly dried up, like a leaking skin ball.

“She should not be able to launch a second attack in a short time.” Chen Song looked at the hungry bulimic and realized his chance had come.

He flipped the comic book in his hand: "Mennan! ”

A boy, dressed in red and looking only four or five years old, stood beside Chan Sing, his eyes filled with grudges.

“Three seriously injured red jackets, one at a time, long enough for you to digest! What do you think, am I good enough for you?” Chen Guo knew what Mennan was trying to say, so he asked first.

“Three red?!” When Mennan first appeared, he just felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. When he protruded from behind Chen Song, he almost sat on the floor with a frightened ass and forgot everything he wanted to say: “Top red? Are you crazy? How dare you mess with this thing?! ”

“Eat her, you're the best!” When the opportunity passes, hesitation will defeat. Chen Song is well aware of this, and he grabbed Mennan and rushed over!

“Let go! ”

By the time Chen Song got up, the bulimic ghost had noticed this side, and another part of the remaining blood vessel was used to intercept Mennan.

She dragged the woman in the bandage to her mouth and opened her deformed ugly mouth.

“Xu Yin! ”

Mennan blocked the blood silk, and Chen Guo lit up his killer.

Because of his personality, Mennan was not fit to attack, so Chen Song initially intended him to attract the attention of bulimic ghosts, and his real killing move was Xu Yan.

“Head! Her weakness is head! ”

The sound of the sand currents floating in the ears, the blood dripping down, the melancholy sounds of the divine sword passing through the longitudinal and staggered blood vessels.

He jumped high and eventually landed on the shoulder of a bulimic ghost. Ten fingers stabbed her in the neck like a blade!

Coming high, he looked at the eyes of the bulimic ghost being occupied by the corrupt and vicious, his arms simultaneously hard!

“Does it hurt? ”

Blood was sprayed, and it seemed like blood rain in the hotel, and all the blood vessels began to collapse.

At the same time, you will need four red clothes to kill the bulimic ghost if you are to count Mennan and Xu Yin.

“Mennan, look at the red jacket with the head and body separated; Bai Qiulin, go get the boy in the sick suit who's about to disappear! ”

The bulimic ghost is dead, and Chan Song is taking over the scene.

The headless ghost half of her body was scattered, the rest of her body and head were scarred, and the red heels were not optimistic. The bandages wrapped around her body, and she slowly disappeared, as did the beautiful shoes on the ground.

“Boom!”

The bulimic woman's huge body fell to the ground, the curse of the red high heels was still burning, Xu Yan avoided the curse and returned to Chan Gong.

He placed his palm in front of Chan Sing and placed a beating red heart over his palm.