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"ha ha --"
Yang Zimei laughed and knew that the result was like this.
Huo Wenhua has the insight and courage to get to his present position.
Kill him, he will not miss today's adventure.
"Let me go first."
Xiaoqian jumped down with a short step, then jumped up excitedly, "ripple, come on, it's so comfortable and elastic!"
The ripples also jumped down.
A child and a fox were hopping on the skin of those people, and their eyebrows and eyes were startled.
These two guys, these are human skin, not toy city!
But she had to step on it.
Indeed, just like ignoring that these roads are cruel and paved with human skin, the trampling feeling is really good, just like stepping on the clouds.
Huo Wenhua also had the courage to stretch his feet.
He turned the light of his flashlight to the darkest.
So he can't see the skin under his feet.
If you can't see clearly, you can deceive yourself. Imagine that you are just stepping on those Kraft rafts, pinching the mahogany card on your neck and following Yang Zimei's step by step.
Yang Zimei has the ability of night vision, and can't see anything clearly when the light is dim like Huo Wenhua.
She can see the ground clearly.
Every step, I feel very guilty.
As she walked, she chanted the words of transcendence.
However, the human skin channel is unexpectedly not any resentment of Yin Qi, there is no ghost floating.
Maybe these people were killed in other places and transported here in human skin, so the resentment did not follow.
It took about 20 meters to finish the human skin passage.
"Sister, there is a dead man here!"
Xiao Qian pointed to a corner and yelled.
Yang Zimei looked at him
I saw a stone wall by the side, half leaning on a person.
A wooden stick was inserted into the man's chest, which should have penetrated through his chest and nailed him down.
Looking at his clothes, he was actually from the Qing Dynasty, with his hair braided, wearing a flag suit, and his face drooping.
Yang Zimei took out moye sword and gently picked the stick on his chest.
Maybe it's too old. The wooden stick has rotted long ago.
When she touched it lightly, it broke down naturally.
And the clothes that the man was wearing fell to the ground with her sword wind, revealing the naked body of the man.
Fortunately, there may be a special air to prevent the passage of the human skin. Therefore, the skin of the dead person was not rotten, and the flesh color was good, except for a big black hole where the stick pierced the chest.
"Sister, he also has mahogany card!"
Small thousand eyes sharp, shout.
Sure enough, there was a mahogany card hanging on his low neck.
Yang Zimei's sword tip trembled and broke the rope hanging the mahogany card. He reached out and took the mahogany card in his hand.
It was really a piece of mahogany that she was going to collect. It was so hard to find a place to get it!
Who knows, as soon as she took away the mahogany card, the dead man suddenly fell to the ground, and then with the naked eye's speed, he saw that the muscles were rotting, and finally turned into a pile of white bones on the ground.
Yang Zimei looked at the mahogany card in his hand.
Is it not because of the air here that this man has not rotted for so many years, but that the mahogany brand is keeping fresh?
Like watching a sci-fi film, Huo Wenhua saw a body with good skin and good skin, which rotted in front of his eyes, and finally turned into white bone. He almost had to vomit again.
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