What is this person saying with such an innocent face?!
Xiaolan suppressed her smile and looked at her enemy with less warm eyes.
The crowd was discussing in low voices, as if they had made some decision, and were approaching the stage step by step.
Although the big words have been spoken, in fact Xiaolan has not thought of any good solution. If it were a one-on-one challenge, he might as well give it a try, but this group of people seemed not to be prepared to do so.
People in the front row had already begun to climb up the stage, and this time it was Xiaolan's turn to retreat.
If they retreat, it will be a shame. If I retreat, it will be a strategic retreat, Xiao Lan thought.
The crowd approached step by step, and Xiaolan backed away little by little.
As he moved back, his heel seemed to be stepping on something. It was neither soft nor hard, and seemed to be round.
Xiaolan looked at the soles of her feet.
The heels of the sneakers he was wearing were raised high, but there was nothing underneath them, and he could directly see the blood-red ground.
Could it be...
The thing suddenly moved. Before Xiaolan could take it away, she staggered. Who would have thought that the next second, the familiar big hand came back, grabbed Xiaolan's ankle, and carried her upside down.
Half empty.
It's that weird hand!
Hey, he’s not dead yet?
The world suddenly turned upside down, and Xiaolan saw the excited eyes of the crowd below.
Is this monster planning to imitate himself just now and throw me out?
The strange hand did not use its inertia to directly throw Xiaolan away, but patiently lifted one of her feet and shook it on the spot a few times.
It's like picking up fallen food from the ground and shaking off the dust.
The hairs all over Xiaolan's body suddenly stood up.
Could it be...preparing to eat me?
The moment this idea emerged in Xiaolan's mind, the strange hand also cooperated and slowly handed her to a higher place.
Are you going to be eaten by an invisible thing?
Xiaolan struggled wildly, and the things in her backpack and pockets fell down, and a flash of light flashed across Xiaolan's eyes.
There was something in the pocket that rolled over and fell.
Xiaolan stretched out her crouched body, not grabbing it, but seeing it clearly.
That's the flower hairpin.
Flowers...
"Xiaolan, give up now!..."
The shrill cries came from the top of my head, oh no, from the soles of my feet.
Kind flowers.
After experiencing all this, he is still a kind-hearted flower.
Such kind flowers...
Xiaolan's head began to be filled with blood, and she looked at the audience standing up and down the stage with an excited and bloodthirsty expression on her face.
It is said that this monster is completely transparent, so the process of being chewed will be broadcast live.
hateful……
"Let Xiaolan go, let her go!..." Hua Cong burst into tears. Xiaolan remembered the slightly arrogant girl when she first came in, as if she was not the same person, "Please! Please!"
You must be begging him like this every day.
Even in the world, this pain is still tormenting you.
"Why do you ask him?" Xiaolan shouted loudly.
Xiaolan felt a mouthful of blood welling up in her chest, and anxiety and anger attacked her at the same time.
Huazong's sobs came intermittently, that strong and confident girl...
Why do you need to beg him for me?
Why are you crying for me?
When you died, there was only ridicule around you, did you hear it?
Don't you hate it?
Why do you still cry when you see me in pain?
Xiaolan lost her movement in a daze, letting the strange hand hold her feet and hand her somewhere.
I can't let the flowers continue to suffer like this.
The brain and eyes are bloodshot.
Xiaolan raised her neck and looked at the blood-red people on the red carpet.
How should I kill you?
How can we make all of you disappear completely from now on, leaving no ashes behind?
Xiaolan's whole body became hot.
The red color magnified layer by layer in Xiaolan's eyes, and the human figure was faintly revealed in the red, and the human figure was also soaked in red.
They burned the flowers to death.
Then, let them...
"on fire!……"
"Ah! Where did the fire come from?!"
"Get out of the way!"
"Get out! Stop stopping me!..."
The red around him merged with the red in front of him, and the red and the smell of blood in the air hit Xiaolan's chest.
The picture in front of me overlapped with that in my dream. I was falling under the circles of red.
ah……
That's the flower bush...
There seemed to be a drop of liquid falling from the corner of my eye, giving me a strange sour feeling.
Xiaolan watched the drop of liquid roll into a small circle and fall straight to the ground.
The water droplets fell into the center of the flames, causing an explosion and setting off more intense flames.
Huazong, let me help you make them all disappear.
The screams lingered in her ears, and the flames brought billowing smoke and the smell of burnt flesh. Xiaolan breathed in the smell of evil burning, and she didn't feel choked, but only felt angry.
Xiaolan could clearly feel the release of this power.
He is using his anger to control the flames.
Xiaolan calmed down a little and shifted her gaze to the general location of the invisible strange hand.
The flame seemed to have found a ladder to climb up, slowly climbing up along a transparent outline. The blood-red flame outlined a thigh-like shape, and the strange hand gradually revealed its true appearance.
A huge humanoid monster was covered in flames. The flames seemed not to have any effect on it. It stood motionless, holding Xiaolan's right foot, as if it was confronting itself.
The screams below gradually became smaller, and the group of people who symbolized the villagers seemed to have been burned completely.
That's all that's left.
The flames only climbed up its body, its upper body, its face, and its arms that appeared and disappeared at any time.
Can't I kill you?
Xiaolan deliberately controlled the fire, and the flames became more intense, with long tongues of flame extending backward along the top of its head.
Like, a head of flame hair.
Something strange appeared in Xiaolan's mind.
The flame seemed to be burning along its hair.
Is it long hair?
"Xiaolan, you win."
A low, quiet voice sounded from the flowers.
"But I haven't killed it yet!"
"You can't kill it," Hua Cong murmured, "It's my inner demon, and no one can kill it."
"It is the me who chose to surrender." This chapter has been completed!