The cold touch spread all over his body along his calves, and every muscle in Fang Qin's body seemed to be half frozen, unable to react at all.

The next moment, she felt the hand grabbing her calf from behind suddenly exert force, and then another hand grabbed her trouser leg.

A group of cold breath slowly climbed up behind him, and two cold little hands alternately grabbed the clothes behind him and climbed up inch by inch.

Climbing from the legs to the lower back, until finally climbing up to his left shoulder, a cold and rancid breath emanated from the side of his head, and Fang Qin was still unable to make even the simplest turning head movement.

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Standing stiffly in place, Fang Qin felt a trace of panic and uneasiness for the first time. Her strong nerves originated from her confidence in the traditional martial arts she had practiced since she was a child. However, at this moment, she found that she was blocked by a strange force.

Under this situation, let alone performing kung fu, even moving the body has become a luxury.

The devil lying on Fang Qin's shoulder seemed to enjoy the feeling of torturing its prey. It was not in a hurry to do any substantial harm to the immobile prey. Instead, it just squatted quietly on Fang Qin's shoulder and mouthed

The sound of "hissing, hissing" was heard constantly.

At this time, Fang Qin could only feel the cold breath spreading from his shoulders to his whole body. Every second that passed, his body seemed to be frozen and became stronger.

However, she did not give up her resistance, but still secretly struggled against the coldness that enveloped her whole body. She desperately mobilized every strength in her body to move even one little finger.

Finally, under her constant stalemate, the situation took a turn for the better. Fang Qin's stiff neck made a weak "kara" sound, and her head turned slightly to the left.

As Fang Qin's head turned slightly, the thing lying on her left shoulder appeared in front of her eyes. This was the first time that Fang Qin saw the whole thing since entering this ghost place. It was a human baby.

The image was firmly attached to Fang Qin's left shoulder using his hands and feet.

It was the face of a baby boy who looked to be less than one year old. The fleshy face with a little baby fat had small and delicate facial features. A pair of big bright eyes were blinking and staring at the direction with a little curiosity.

Qin looked at it, and if the dark gray skin color was excluded, it could be considered a cute baby boy.

However, the skin all over the baby boy's body was a sickly gray color, with large and small purple patches scattered all over the body. An almost visible cyan cold aura emanated from his body. This strange complexion

Coupled with the cold nature of the whole body, it is impossible to have any cute thoughts in life.

While Fang Qin was observing the monster with some surprise in his eyes, it seemed to have noticed Fang Qin's slight movement of turning his head.

First there was a slight "Hey", and then a baby's voice said with a tone that was full of admiration and surprise: "Yeah, you are indeed better than those mothers before.

Even though I'm like this, I can still move. You will definitely be able to give me the healthiest life. When you finish gestating me, we can be together forever."

Listening to the strange words spoken by the baby on her shoulder in a tone that was completely inconsistent with her appearance, Fang Qin felt a chill in her heart. Thinking of the content of the picture just now, she made an uneasy guess: This half-man, half-ghost

Does the baby boy want to enter his body and then burst out like in the graffiti?

Startled by her own thoughts, Fang Qin worked harder to fight against the cold air that blocked her movements. However, no matter how hard she struggled this time, her body could not make the slightest movement again.

As if feeling that Fang Qin was still resisting him, the baby boy asked in a plaintive voice: "Mom, why are you resisting? Don't you like me?"

Facing the baby boy's incomprehensible questions, Fang Qin was unable to answer, but even if she could speak, she would not pay attention to such perverted questions.

All she could do at this moment was to concentrate and try to break through the restraints before the devil lying on her shoulder made any further moves.

But the devil-like baby was not prepared to give Fang Qin any more opportunities to struggle. It once again let out a series of strange screams with unknown meanings, "Woo-hoo-wa-la", and then Fang Qin suddenly felt the limbs of the baby boy falling on his shoulders.

They all began to exert force suddenly.

As if the weight of the baby on his left shoulder was increasing, its hands and feet pressed harder and harder on Fang Qin's shoulders. As the pressure increased, Fan Qin was horrified to find that the baby's body was slowly shrinking.

Its dark gray skin began to deform and melt like a candle exposed to high temperatures, turning into a substance that was unclear whether it was liquid or solid.

The huge cold air suddenly erupted, not only overwhelmingly crushing Fang Qin who was desperately resisting, but also causing her body to instinctively start to shiver.

As the changes in the boy's body intensified, the child's appearance, whose limbs and facial features could still be barely discerned, gradually turned into a sticky gray substance on her shoulders that looked like a mass of rotten flesh.

The surrounding temperature continued to drop. Even wearing a winter police uniform, Fang Qin was still so cold that his teeth chattered.

It became increasingly difficult to resist the cold erosion. Fang Qin felt that even his consciousness was on the verge of freezing. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and a feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness came over him.

Her groggy brain was unable to think properly, and she had the urge to fall asleep just like that.

As if she sensed that the time had come, the squirming mass of flesh that was still flowing on Fang Qin's left shoulder flowed towards her face like liquid. The blue-gray substance began to split into slender branches, mixed with cold air like a trickling stream.

Fang Qin's mouth and nose penetrated into her body.

This strange scene made people shudder, but Fang Qin, who was trapped in it, had lost consciousness at this time. It was only because his body was frozen stiff that he could stand still without falling.

As the blue-gray substance continued to pour in from her mouth and nose, the blood color on Fang Qin's face continued to fade, replaced by a lifeless green color that was spreading along her forehead toward the skin below.

Originally, the baby's body was not that big, and the gray matter formed after melting almost completely integrated into Fang Qin's body in just a few breaths.

When the ghost baby's Yin Qi completely takes over Fang Qin's body, her fate will be the same as that of the previous victims of women, being ejected by this hungry ghost-like baby boy.

However, just when the last ray of gray matter transformed from the baby was about to penetrate into Fang Qin's mouth and nose, a sudden change occurred!

A strange and alluring red light suddenly pierced the originally gray sky, like a sharp blade cutting through paper. The blood-red beam easily split the dim sky. From the cracked gap, a blood-red crescent moon with a

A shocking coercion appeared in the air.

The next moment, the huge obsidian-like square ground under Fang Qin's feet began to shake, and traces of silk appeared from the originally smooth and seamless ground. Scarlet scarlet silk-like and strange tentacle-like lines emerged from the cracks in the ground with claws and claws.

These red threads twisted and meandered like earthworms, quickly covering the entire square at an incredible speed.

At this time, the blood moon hung high in the sky, and its dazzling red light completely dispelled the originally gray-black clouds.

The square was almost entirely occupied by a patch of blood-red threads, which were swaying like strange bright red weeds in the square.

When the red line came into contact with the standing stone tablets on the ground, it almost effortlessly penetrated the surface of the seemingly solid black stone tablets. In just a few seconds, large cracks appeared on each stone tablet.

Immediately afterwards, it suddenly collapsed into a pile of rubble and dust.

The square that was originally densely covered with dozens or hundreds of stone monuments collapsed with a series of rumbling sounds in just a moment. After the large black rubble fell to the ground covered with scarlet tentacles, not even a single stone monument collapsed.

The waves didn't even stir up, but were instantly submerged by the rising red color.

As the red sea continued to extend, Fang Qin, who was standing in the corner of the square, was soon involved in a sea of ​​blood red. The solid ground under her feet was covered with a soft and sticky layer as the red line extended, and she stood stiffly on the spot.

Fang Qin's figure also began to shake.

As if she was aware of the changes happening around her, the gray matter that was trying to occupy Fang Qin's body emitted a shrill scream that was not like a human voice, and spread faster along Fang Qin's mouth and nose into her body.

But at the same time, the red tentacles also came into contact with the soles of Fang Qin's police boots. Without hesitation, the red threads climbed up and spread along the soles of the boots, like vines climbing up branches, and the red threads rushed to wrap around Fang Qin's boots.

Body.

Because the red threads are too dense, countless threads are winding upward at the same time. From a distance, it looks like a human sculpture, sprayed with red paint starting from the feet, and the scarlet blood eats up bit by bit.

In just a moment, Fang Qinzheng's entire body below the waist was covered in red silk thread, as if he had been entangled in a large ball of wool, and was wrapped tightly.

And as these tentacle-like threads continued upward, the gray substance that was still drilling into Fang Qin's body let out a howl again.

However, this howl had no effect, and the thread continued to spread upward without stopping.

Finally, as if giving up, the gray matter stopped invading Fang Qin's body, and instead began to evacuate outward from his mouth and nose.

Large clumps of gray matter flowed out of Fang Qin's mouth and nose like vomiting, and the speed was actually three minutes faster than when it entered.

However, even though its evacuation speed was extremely fast, it was still a bit slower than the speed at which the red thread spread. At the same time that most of the gray matter had withdrawn from Fang Qin's body, the thin red thread had already covered Fang Qin's head.

Leave a small space on the face that is not completely sealed.

Sensing the red line crawling towards Fang Qin's mouth and nose, the ghost baby did not dare to hesitate any longer. He immediately cut off his body, leaving a small part still inside Fang Qin's body. Most of the escaped body was transformed into

The gray fog quickly escaped into the distance.

Perhaps it was the pain of cutting off his body, or perhaps he felt a little angry when he saw Fang Qin wrapped in red silk like a cocoon behind him. After the gray mist drifted a certain distance, he reluctantly roared towards the sea of ​​blood behind him: "

That's my mother! No matter what you are, I will never let it go like this!"

However, after he roared, the red thread that had never shown any consciousness actually surged, and then several blood-red tentacles that were far thicker than the normal threads rose up from the ground, twisting and twisting in the air, and actually formed a

Several huge Chinese characters... and a huge question mark following the man.

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"Nima is gone?"

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Chapter completed!