Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter Fourteen

Mo Yi's breath suffocated slightly, then he looked away without a trace.

The undulating black veins in the room are more than half a person higher than the ground. The roots and stems of the giant tree are gathered towards the middle of the room and pulled up. The walls and ceiling of the room are covered by thick black matter, which slowly forms a block. The ground was squirming.

The entire room was completely invisible. The faint light in the corridor entered the room from behind, and the dim light was smeared on the black meridians that were creeping like living creatures. illusion.

Mo Yi exhaled slowly, turned to look at Wen Yan, raised her eyebrows gently, as if asking:

What to do next?

Wen Xuan loosely gripped the fingers of Mo Yi's palm, tightened slightly, and the cold fingertips lightly rubbed two times on the back of his hand in response, and then he lowered his eyes slowly.

Long eyelashes fell on the pale face, deep shadows were printed, a thin layer of mist slowly spread out, and then floated into the room like life, everything in sight seemed to change It has to be hazy.

Mo Yi lifted his palm subconsciously, and saw the soft mist moving around his fingertips and fingertips, winding slowly between the fingers, and then wrapping his entire hand.

Itchy.

Mo Yi lowered her eyes concealed, and put her tightened fingers back to her side.

The eyes were almost filled with a thick milky mist, the strange smell was also diluted by the wet pine forest breath, the dark and dirty black sticky material was hidden from view, as if everything was being washed Net out of general.

Mo Yi turned to look at Wen Yan who was standing beside him. Even if they were so close, they could not see each other's faces.

The only thing he could feel was the icy palm still holding his own.

There was a deep, whispering sound from the ear, which didn't sound real through the fog:

"Jiang Yuanrou is still alive."

Mo Yi frowned slowly, listening quietly, only hearing that Wu continued to say, "... incredible."

Incredible ...?

The entire field of vision is smeared into a creamy mist, as if rolling, like a spray made by the white ocean rolling in the mist, and the sound of mucus and viscous moist sounds from the ears, as if pulled by a force—

Then, with a loud noise, Mo Yi only felt that something had hit his feet.

He looked subconsciously at his feet.

At this moment, as if the clouds were collecting rain and rain, the mist surrounding the body slowly faded and thinned, and the sight became clear again.

I saw Jiang Yuanrou's eyes fell tightly to the ground, his long hair blocked against his pale face, looking embarrassed.

Before Mo Yi could do anything, the meridians made of black slime came to life as if irritated, the whole room seemed to be shaking, and numerous sticky tentacles stretched on the ground and on the wall, lying fiercely Jiang Yuanrou struck on the ground, and the mist around him gathered again, like a hard shield blocking him in front of him--

But before they came into contact with the shield made by the mist, they seemed to be stopped by some invisible force, and stopped in the air with a trembling.

Mo Yi froze and turned to look at Wen Yan who was standing beside him.

I saw Wen Ye staring at the black mucus shuddering in the air, and Mei Yu said wrinkly, "Not me."

Mo Yi glanced down at Jiang Yuanrou, who was lying at his feet thoughtfully, and asked:

"What did you just say-incredible-what do you mean?"

Wen Yan turned to Mo Yi and said, "Jiang Yuanrou has not been swallowed."

Mo Yi looked up at Wen Yan in doubt, only to hear him continue to say:

"When I found her, her whole body was wrapped in these things, but they stopped a few inches away from her skin, as if they were blocked by something, so I could easily pull her out of it. come out."

Mo Yi continued to ask, "So ... if she really gets in, you can't pull her out, right?"

Wen Yi answered unclearly: "Everything that is swallowed will become its nourishment and slowly integrate with it. Without the help of other things, it will not be possible to pull out the swallowed people."

Mo Yi subconsciously reached out and touched the light gray and cool line on his wrist. He looked down at Jiang Yuanrou's unconscious pale face and said slowly:

"What about Jiang Yuanbai?"

Wen Yan shook his head: "Since entering the door, I did not feel Jiang Yuanbai's existence."

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's delicate body moved slightly, and the hair covering her face scatters to the side as she moved, revealing her pale face.

The thin eyelids trembled, and the eyes rolled twice, as if slowly waking up.

Mo Yi hurriedly squatted down, reached out and raised Jiang Yuanrou lying on the ground.

I saw her eyelashes trembled gently, then opened her eyes hard and slowly, her defocused pupil stared at Mo Yi's face, and it took a while to wake up.

The moment Jiang Yuanrou woke up, he clenched his teeth and stretched out his hand, clutching Mo Yi's arm tightly, his finger joints turned pale due to the force.

She opened her mouth, and her hoarse voice came out intermittently from her throat, breaking into pieces that were fragmented and incomplete:

"... Yuanbai ... Save ..."

Mo Yi paused, reached out and held Jiang Yuanrou's fingers around his arm tightly, and whispered tentatively:

"Jiang Yuanbai is gone."

Jiang Yuanrou's pupils tightened abruptly, and she struggled to sit up straight, with an abnormal flush on her pale face:

"impossible!"

Mo Yi quickly looked up at the black tentacle that was stuck in the air, and dripped down the slimy black tentacles. Then he lowered his head to Jiang Yuanrou again and asked:

"Did you answer the phone an hour ago?"

Jiang Yuanrou didn't seem to have recovered from what Mo Yi said just now. She shook her head and said sternly:

"No ... I ... I don't remember receiving your call."

Before waiting for Mo Yi to speak, Jiang Yuan softly looked up at Mo Yi tightly and said firmly:

"Yuanbai is not dead, he cannot die."

She struggled to hold Mo Yi's wrist, her trembling and cold fingers sinking deep into his flesh, her voice tightened:

"I heard his voice, I heard him call my sister-he told me not to sleep, someone came to save me ..."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slowly, turned to look at Wen Yan, and whispered, "Will those who are swallowed by these things have consciousness?"

Wen Yanmeiyu locked up: "It should be none, but ..."

He looked up and stared at the struggling twists and turns in the air, but couldn't break through the invisible barrier, moved forward an inch of tentacles made of countless black slime, and slowly straightened his lips:

"Not without exception."

Jiang Yuanrou seemed to have recovered a little strength, and she slowly stood upright, her light brown eyes staring closely at the black meridian roots in the middle of the room, inhaling like knots, taking a deep breath and shouting:

"Yuanbai!"

Her eyes widened slowly and slowly turned red, and a thin layer of water mist gathered--

Smelling a moment, closing his eyes slowly.

The next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes sharp and bright like sharp swords, and he stared at Jiang Yuanrou tightly:

"carry on."

Jiang Yuanrou glanced at Wen Yan, and seemed to understand something. She stepped forward slowly and said:

"Yuanbai, I ... I know I'm not a good sister."

Her voice was choked, and large teardrops gathered in her eyes, then quickly rolled down her cheeks:

"... I just want to protect you from those who will hurt you. At the beginning, it was ... the people who have been watching since the death of their parents. I work hard, afraid that they will take everything from us, and even more afraid of me. I ca n’t take care of you like my parents have entrusted me. I want you to be able to make choices, instead of being **** by responsibilities like me ...

But later, because of my cowardice, binding this game meant that sooner or later I would die in the game because I did not know what was wrong. Since I must lose it, I might as well not get it from the beginning-- "

With Jiang Yuan's choppy, incoherent speech, and even the sound of twitching sounded in the small and dark room, those winding black materials twirled violently, and the sound of sticky water rubbed out hoarse and sharp. The sound sounds piercing in the ears.

Jiang Yuanrou stepped forward again, gazing at the black matter in the middle of the room through the hazy tears, and said softly:

"Yuanbai ... don't sleep, someone will come to your rescue ..."

A crack clicked from the huge, hard protrusion in the center of the house, and a thick black substance flowed down the mouth.

Wen Xun stepped forward, reached into the gap, and then pulled out with force—

The entire villa seemed to be trembling violently, and every inch of mucus in the room seemed to scream screamingly, boiling like a boil, making a hissing friction with the air, and the sharp sound wave was almost Stinging the eardrum.

The voice grew louder and more intense, to the point where it was almost unbearable-!

Mo Yi's teeth clenched, and he could hardly reach out and hold his ears, and his vision was almost blurred.

In a blurry field of vision, Mo Yi saw Wen Yan's muscles tighten, and then stepped back sharply, his hand pulling another pale hand tightly.

Then arms-shoulders-head-upper body-

Wen Yi stepped back two steps, Jiang Yuan rushed forward softly, hugging Jiang Yuanbai, who had fallen along the gravity.

As Jiang Yuanbai was detached from the black mucus protruding in the middle of the room, those sticky gelatinous materials dried up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and then quickly spread outward with the center of the room as the origin. The black, stiffened meridians and tentacles slowly turned into a dull dark brown, then narrowed down like a discouraged, and lay flat on the ground.

The shaking of the house stopped.

The screams and tremors stopped.

Mo Yi put down her palms covering her ears, but a sharp white noise hissing was still heard in the ears.

He blinked slowly, dizzy for a while, feeling something warm running down his nasal cavity.

Mo Yi wiped gently with the back of his hand, and a bright blood mark was left on the pale skin.

He slowly shook his head, then stepped forward and stopped beside Wen Yan. The speed of some dizzy brains processing information became very slow, and it took a while to get back to his senses.

Mo Yi took a deep breath before realizing that Wen Yan's palm was holding his arm tightly, and the cold temperature of his palm penetrated into the skin through the thin clothes, making his nerves more acute.

He reached for Wen Yan's arm and asked slowly:

"Are you ok?"

Wen Yan nodded, and his light eyes stared at him in a wrong way, as if he couldn't put anything else in his eyes, he concentrated with a low smile:

"Rest assured, I'm not injured."

Mo Yi finally recovered from the vertigo just now, looking down at Jiang Yuanmou and Jiang Yuanbai, who were hugging on the ground.

Jiang Yuanrou's face was wet with tears, she sucked pitifully, and stretched out her trembling palms to stroke Jiang Yuanbai's face.

Jiang Yuanbai's tightly closed eyelids moved slightly, and he opened his eyes hard. He stared blankly at Jiang Yuanrou for a while, then said with a faint voice that was almost hoarse and almost silent.

"……sister?"

The tears on Jiang Yuanrou's face flowed even more fiercely. She took Jiang Yuanbai's face fiercely and said with gritted teeth:

"Do you know how much I worry about you? Wait for me to do these dangerous things next time and wait for me to slap you, have you heard?"

Jiang Yuanbai made a weak cry.

Mo Yi pulled La Wenyi's arm with interest, and gently raised his chin to signal that they should leave.

And just as they walked out slowly, Mo Yi heard Jiang Yuanbai's weak shout coming from behind him: "Mr. Mo ...?"

Mo Yi's pace was a slight meal. He turned to look at Jiang Yuanbai in doubt, only to see that he held up his upper body with his arms, his pale face was not bloody, and his light brown eyes looked at Mo Yi deeply:

"I hear you."

Mo Yiyi said: "What do you mean ...?"

Jiang Yuanbai stared at Mo Yi, and his out-of-focus eyes seemed a bit empty. He opened his mouth mechanically, and then calmed down, and asked dumbly, "You were just wrapped in mucus, right? "

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and didn't answer.

Jiang Yuanbai continued: "When you were wrapped in mucus just now, I" heard "you."

He paused, his face became paler for a moment, and he took a deep breath and said slowly:

"You want to know what exactly this game is, right?"

Jiang Yuanrou froze. He didn't seem to think of the current direction of the matter, and turned subconsciously to look at Mo Yi.

Mo Yi was standing on a dark brown, dry floor. The dim light in the corridor came in from behind him, blurring the contours of his face. His dark pupils were calm and deep, and he could not see the slightest emotion. Variety.

Mo Yi did not answer directly, but just asked softly, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Yuanbai took a hard, deep breath, as if he was suffering some great pain. He shivered and said slowly:

"I ... can help you."

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