Otherworldly Merchant

The bell rang twice in total.

One time, in front of the door of the five lines of heaven - the bell rang, and the blood of the tooth dancing claw all turned and fled.

The second time, in front of the eight half-empty iron coffins, the steel puppet came after the bell rang.

Master Phoenix has ruled that the ringtone was from Satan's father, but I never understood why he did it.

But now, as soon as I think about what this guy did, I know.

He didn't put the corpse at the door to stop us from coming in, but wanted to know what our ability to crack down on the organs was and what our fighting power was. So we can estimate the approximate speed of our journey, and then we can set a trap —— neither let us die, nor let us live.

We're dead, and Old Winter and Ugly are probably not that good of a decoy pair. If we were intact, he'd be in a lot of trouble.

When the second bell rang, we were standing in front of those eight half-empty iron coffins.

He may have done his hand and foot on the coffin and the blood bat a long time ago, afraid of what we might find, which is why he shook the bones with a bell tone, thus luring the steel puppet here, with the aim of driving us away.

……

I had no idea that the Father of Satan not only had a strange trick, an amazing strength, and a more meticulous mind. Not only did he count the three of us, but even the death of Old Winter and Ugly King was part of his plan.

It can also be said that since the moment we stepped into the blood hole, all our experiences and fates have long been arranged by him.

We just follow his pre-arranged script and walk into the trap step by step.

Ding, ding!

After a short interval, the bell rang again, and the bone pile beneath our feet rang slightly.

The sound was finely shattered, but densely numb and cluttered, like countless spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves, causing goose bumps all over and down.

The heap of bones beneath our feet swayed gently, and a bone swayed constantly. With the rhythm of the bell, shaking your head and shaking your arms, you seem to want to stand up with support!

“No, run!” The T-shirt man screamed and dragged his wounded body forward desperately.

Obviously, the Father of Satan is coming after us!

I wonder if he has solved Winter's old age and is now ready to kill us both.

I held onto the T-shirt man, walking alongside him towards that bright red door high above Bone Mountain.

Suddenly, the T-shirt was shaking.

I also felt something grabbing my ankle, one of us suddenly falling on the floor, rolling down the slope.

I just wanted to get up, but I was stuck on my legs by a white bone, my hands were stuck, and I couldn't do anything about it. And a dead skull jumped out of a pile of bones, smashing it all over our heads!

Boom! I couldn't get out of my way and got smashed in the eye with Venus.

“Ah!” I shouted, drawing my hand from the bone pile. Blood drained by a broken bone like a Dawley blade drained his arm, but he couldn't care less.

I hurried to pull out the ghost knife and danced away!

The blade chopped on the bone and thumped, a piece of debris splashed around, and I swept away the obstacles very quickly and rushed over to the T-shirt man.

Though he also climbed, his injuries were too severe, and his sword-held hands did not need strength, making the situation extremely difficult.

I rushed in front of him with a quick knife, clicked a few times and smashed the bones surrounding his feet, pulling him up and running up.

Tink!

The copper bells outside the door are ringing faster and faster.

The white bones were like soldiers who had received orders to attack, and all lived for a moment, jumping and rolling.

Ribs like knives, skulls like hammers, fingers like darts, instantly rolled up a big white storm, just the two of us!

At this time, I can't care less, a pair of knives, tightly guarded in front of T-shirt men, North-South and North-West East, is a Yin and Yang knife method.

In the clicking, the shattered bones, the crushed bones, flew in and out by my side constantly.

My eyes are all white, I can't see the path ahead...

A pointy, long bone, constantly coming out of the stack of shaking bones beneath my feet, I hid as hard as I could, and rushed forward desperately!

The T-shirt man waved his sword very hard, with my back against my back, fighting hard, and shouting, “Jiulin, leave me alone, go open that door first. ”

The sky was shattered like snow, and that bright red faded away.

The T-shirt man is right. The bones in the stone room are endless. There is no end to killing. Running to the door as soon as possible is the only way out!

But he was so hurt at the moment, though he feared that I'd been struggling to sustain my worries, I could see that he was getting to the limit. Even if I could rush over, it would be hard to say if he could hold on.

“Come on, go open the door.” He whispered his throat out loud and commanded.

The door is just above the bone slope, more than 30 meters from us! But now every step is incredibly difficult. Seriously, it's hard to walk.

Suddenly, the T-shirt man snorted and was apparently hit again.

He slipped down against my back, leaning against my calf, softly paralyzed to the ground.

“First year!” I screamed out loud and didn't hear an echo.

I turned around in panic and opened my arms like crazy, waving my knife desperately, covering the white bone wind that had struck me on all sides.

The T-shirt man leaned softly against my leg and a pointed, long rib passed through his belly. He closed his eyes slightly, his lips still moving, and I could see he was saying, "Come on, go open the door! ”

I also know that this is the best battlefield of the Father of Satan, where to fight, we never have a chance of winning, the only way to live is through that door! But now I won't say what door to open, I'm afraid if my hands stop, the T-shirt man will die.

“Tail ball!” At a critical moment, I screamed.