"San Shao, what is this? It looks like a slaughterhouse
Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly, "no matter what What I don't understand is, why is it just in this yard? "
The power of tearing animals to pieces is absolutely not to be underestimated.
But why didn't this force spread to the streets?!
Feng Chenglin did not answer, but looked at Ling Luoyu's feet with a strange look.
"San Shao..."
Ling Luoyu followed his eyes and could not help looking at his feet.
"What's the matter?"
At her feet, a mass of blood red things broke into slag.
Wind into the forest along the things under her feet slowly upward, until you see the tree, just stop.
"Er!"
His throat was rolling again as if he were going to vomit again.
At Ling Luoyu's feet is a long, twisted intestine.
The intestines start from the tree and stagger to Ling Luoyu's feet.
Ling Luoyu's bright wrist turns over and soul blade hands it to the gut.
"Click
The intestines seem to be weathered for a long time, and they are broken into a pile of slag.
"Ah
Feng Chenglin exclaimed, and quickly withdrew, standing there with a face of hell.
"What's going on?"
"Fat man, look over there..."
Ling Luoyu points to the front under a pile of debris.
There, a head hanging from a branch, no body.
The expression of his head was very frightening. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his face was frightened. It was as if he had been wrung out of his head in extreme panic.
On his side, there are many stumps and broken arms.
In terms of quantity, he is not alone.
Feng Chenglin took a mouthful of saliva: "they What's the matter? "
All people, the form of life has been stripped alive, there is not a complete body.
Ling Luoyu turns around. All the objects are broken into slag where the soul blade passes.
"San Shao..."
"These things It seems that the moisture has been dried up in an instant, and all the things are broken up
On the walls all around, there was black, the scorched black of the charcoal.
Feng Chenglin's heart is enlightened. After trying with his hands, his eyes are slightly different.
"Here It's been burned
"It seems to be..."
As soon as Ling Luoyu's voice fell, everything around them collapsed.
"Boom" in the sound, all things are broken into slag, with the wind passing, all fly away.
"Shit!"
Feng Chenglin quickly covers his mouth, avoids one side, and looks at the bloody dregs flying with the wind.
"Fat man!"
Ling Luoyu covers his nose, turns over and goes upstairs. Feng Chenglin quickly follows.
Two people enter the second floor, avoid into a room, this just exhaled a breath happily.
"San Shao, what happened downstairs? If a fire is really burned, then all the things should be burned to ash. How can it look like it has been dried? Everything is still the same? "
Ling Luoyu shakes his head and walks in the room.
"I don't know But it should be that fire, it should burn without warning
"How do you know?"
"Look
Feng Chenglin follows Ling Luoyu's eyes and realizes that he is in a study.
Everything in the study was neat and clean, and it was totally different from the strange desolation outside.
Ling Luoyu's fingertips crossed the tables and chairs, and his eyes were slightly Lin: "the tables and chairs are clean, there is little floating dust, the books are neat, and the furnishings of the room are not in any disorder It shows that they are in a sudden, some kind of attack In a panic, he either died or escaped... "
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