Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Horror -> My tomb robbing career

Volume 6: Dreams from the Western Regions Chapter 1385: King of Hell East

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    "Zhang Quede, stop it! I'm begging you, Fatty." Fatty held on to his breathing, stopped in front of Lai Zi, and blocked Lai Zi's body tightly.  "Zhang Quede, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this? If you can only change back to your original self by killing everyone, then I" The fat man suddenly laughed innocently: "I am willing to die in exchange for the past.  That one." "Kill me!" Fatty looked at Zhang Meng.  "If killing me can help you get rid of your anger, then please kill me! Kill me!" Faced with Fatty's shouts, Zhang Meng, whose whole mind had been occupied by anger, finally awakened a trace of memory, which was only about them.  The brotherhood of two people. ?¡­ ?You are the boss?  I said, Xiaolou girl, don¡¯t cry so much. This guy is so wicked, he will be fine.  Haven't you ever heard that "good people don't live long, but evil people live for thousands of years"?  This guy is so mean, he can at least live to be over a hundred years old.  "Don't be stupid, what can you do alone?"  I can¡¯t control what they think, and they don¡¯t want to control me either.  I just want to ask you, what do you think?   From the beginning of Huo Phosphorus Meng Yu, to the encouragement of the fat man in front of Dong Shen every time, even if Zhang Meng was completely occupied by anger at this time, he still could not forget that no matter when and where, he, Zhang Meng, stood  No matter what the situation, there is always someone standing by his side. That is about the friendship between men.  It has nothing to do with anything else!  It only applies to friendship.  "Fat Man, Hoover, Fat Man, Hoover" Zhang Meng repeatedly recited the name of the man who was blocking him in front of him, and finally found some relief deep in his angry heart. He retracted his hand and tried hard to control the burning feeling.  However, even so, the fluctuations of energy were unbearable for ordinary Fatty and Zhao San. Zhang Meng knew that the Fatty and Zhao San in front of him could no longer bear his ability to infiltrate all ordinary people.  Subconsciously, the only way is to leave them as soon as possible.  They might even be able to save their lives.  Thinking of this, Zhang Meng didn't wait for all the energy to dissipate, and ran back towards the corridor from where he came.  With every move by Zhang Meng, large areas of the surrounding corridors would fall off, and those vines that had not yet had time to completely retract were like mice meeting a cat, shrinking into a ball and hiding in the corner.  I hope Zhang Meng, who is passing by quickly, can't see them.  But things went counterproductive. Although Zhang Meng was awake, the energy in his body had not been completely dissipated. He still had control over the entire space. Therefore, Zhang Meng did not need to take action. As long as his consciousness moved, all creatures in the tomb passage would completely kill him.  .  In this field, no monster can compete with Zhang Meng¡¯s subconscious!  He is the dreamer who can control the subconscious mind of ordinary people!  The potential person of ultimate awakening.  With Zhang Meng¡¯s order, the rapidly fading vines were strangled into several sections in every corner of the tomb passage, completely losing their previous frightening lethality.  It wasn¡¯t until Zhang Meng ran back to the cave he climbed out of first that he completely regained his composure and collapsed behind the feathered statue.  "I was the initiator! How could it be me?" "I was the one who killed the Zhang family eighteen years ago, and today I almost destroyed everyone with my own hands! I turned out to be the sinner!" "Who am I? I never  Where do I come from? " "Why is all this happening? Why!" Facing all the unknown answers, Zhang Meng completely collapsed. He didn't know the meaning of his life.  His next purpose.  All of this turned out to be just a mirror image.  Even if he could come back again, how would he face Fatty, Zhao San, Lai Zi, or even Ninth Brother, Jun Brother, Zhang Shaoye, and Lady Na!  Zhang Meng took out his paratrooper knife in frustration.  He couldn¡¯t watch himself destroy his best friend and elder, but he couldn¡¯t find any excuse to live.  At this moment, Zhang Meng only had the word death in his mind.  Maybe, you can get rid of everything by dying!  "The moment Zhang Meng's paratrooper's knife was close to his neck, a cold flying hook knocked the paratrooper's knife from his hand mercilessly.  Zhang Meng immediately woke up and asked: "Who?" "Oh, do you really want to die that much?" Looking at the long-lost person in front of him, Zhang Meng's brain went blank for a short time. He pointed at the wretched guide Hati in front of him, "You  I actually forgot about you!" "Hehenot just me, but also his old man." The guide Hati bowed back respectfully and askedHe killed the white-haired dwarf who chased him and disappeared together in the berm cave.  Seeing the sudden appearance of the white-haired dwarf, Zhang Meng was almost stunned. Too many things had happened before, and the truth that had just been revealed had completely occupied Zhang Meng's brain. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the guide Hati and the white-haired dwarf.  Zhang Meng couldn't even remember that there were two such people.  "Aren't you Yan Wangdong's disciple? Why are you here?" "Heh." The white-haired dwarf, who had never spoken to Zhang Meng, looked directly at Zhang Meng with a sinister smile, "I'm waiting for you!" "Wait.  Me?" Zhang Meng pointed at himself blankly, "Why?" "Because I had already guessed this scene eighteen years ago! I just didn't expect that some people could bury the trap so deep and for so long!  , I always believe that as long as he wants to, he will never let you ruin his plan. "His plan? Eighteen years ago?" He almost knew this before.  Zhang Meng, who had completely collapsed, seemed to have seen a glimmer of light. He straightened up for a moment, then looked directly at the white-haired dwarf in front of him, and confirmed: "You mean, all of this is a trap set up eighteen years ago.  Trap? How do you know? Do you know what happened just now? " "Ha." The white-haired dwarf replied with a calm sneer, "Of course I know what happened just now, otherwise I wouldn't be here. Haha, you.  Thank me! Thank you for accidentally seeing this situation eighteen years ago, otherwise you wouldn¡¯t be the only one who fell here today.¡± Zhang Meng calmed down his emotions after several twists and turns, and tried to recover.  Calmly, he did not rush to ask who had set up this scam, nor why. Instead, he looked directly at the white-haired dwarf in front of him and confirmed: "Why should I believe you?" Facing Zhang Meng's calm expression  Questioning, the white-haired dwarf raised his eyelids, and a few words popped out of the corner of his mouth, "Because I am the real King of Hell!" (This chapter is an unmodified version to prevent piracy, please read it on QQ for half an hour  Refresh later and the correct chapter will appear)
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report