Be a heartthrob in a world of horror

Chapter 56 Monsters

After Feng Yan left the blind girl's personal space, he didn't immediately return to the place where the team members watched the game, but returned to his own personal space first, changed his worn-out clothes, and simply took a shower.

In the steamy bathroom, he stood naked in front of the mirror, looking at his body.

The figure of a teenager is still somewhat slender, but not thin. His limbs are slender and powerful. Delicate luster under the light.

He raised his hand to caress his neck, and touched his shoulder again. His skin was soft and soft, with vitality and warmth, and he couldn't see it at all. Just now, these places had been neatly cut off by a sharp blade, and blood and flesh flew all over the place in an instant. , was cut into mutilated limbs.

He saw with his own eyes that his arm fell to the ground and rolled into a pool of blood. He couldn't support himself and fell down. He looked up in a daze. Against the light, the girl raised the ax high and chopped it off again. His legs, and finally his head.

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts.

The body was dismembered alive, it was extreme pain, the uncontrollable fear of losing life, instinctively wanted to struggle and escape...

But all of this was nothing compared to the heartache he felt when he saw that person being torn apart alive that day.

He couldn't stop it then.

——He has an endless life, as long as the "terrorist reincarnation" does not collapse, he will never die, but the moment he saw that person's head was chopped off, he only felt that he was dead too.

So even if he needs to be dismembered again and again to extract new vitality in order to maintain this resurrection ceremony, he will not hesitate or be unwilling. On the contrary, he is very grateful to the blind woman who found this ceremony.

Because some things are far more terrifying than their own death.

He didn't want to experience it a second time.

Feng Yan lowered his eyes, dried his wet black hair, put on his clothes, left his personal space, and returned to the room where he watched the game.

As soon as he opened the door, the Changfeng team members who were in a panic immediately raised their heads and looked anxiously at the door. Seeing that their captain returned safely, they all rushed over in surprise and joy, but Pushing close to him, they all stopped again, looking at him cautiously, as if they were afraid that their wound would open if they touched him.

"Team, Captain, how are you doing now..."

"Don't worry." Feng Yan nodded to them calmly, "I'm fine, I've recovered."

"You really scared us to death..."

Hearing what he said, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, patted their chests, and showed a relaxed expression. After their captain was taken away covered in blood, they were really worried to death.

"It's good that you're fine. I didn't see your condition at the time. I heard that you were seriously injured. What happened to you?"

Qiao Le'an patted Feng Yan on the shoulder, showing concern.Seeing that it was him, Feng Yan paused for a while, instead of answering his question, he asked instead: "You came out too?"

"Yeah, I'm out too, and I ran into a lot of trouble on the seventh floor."

Qiao Le'an shook his head, didn't want to say more, and looked towards the screen: "But the three of Yongsheng have already been eliminated, and now only Zishu is left in the tower, at least we are now invincible, as for whether it is a tie or a win The game depends on him."

Feng Yan nodded, indicating that he knew, and looked at the Yongsheng team members.

Maybe it was because they didn't win the game. There was a silence at Yongsheng's side. The faces of several players were not very good-looking, including the man who was always playing games. They looked at their captain solemnly together.

The handsome young man sitting among them was smiling, with his chin propped up with one hand, looking at the screen very seriously, with undisguised fanaticism and fascination in his eyes, but his impression was quite different from before , it seems that the layer of camouflage has been completely peeled off, and all that is left is sickness, distortion and infinite madness.

"This Gu Pan has a mental problem. He almost killed Zishu just now, and this is not the first time. Before he entered the cycle of terror, he was going to kill Zishu. So Zishu must not enter eternal life, otherwise he will fall In Gu Pan's hands, I don't know what will happen."

Because the captain wasn't here at the time, Yu Xin came over and whispered to him.

"What's even more unbelievable is that all he did was because he liked Zishu...Even if you don't mention that Zishu is his brother in name, what is this? He obviously likes him, but he still wants to kill him ? Can this also be called love?"

Feng Yan's expression suddenly sank, and he looked at Gu Pan coldly, but the latter seemed not aware of it, and still focused on the screen.

"What's more, a newcomer was mistakenly entered here just now. He claims to be the 'Reaper', the God of Death who can really take away souls, but he has been taken away by Senior Xia now."

"Why?" Feng Yan looked at Gu Pan for a moment, then turned around and asked.

"I don't know..." Yu Xin shook his head, "But this god of death said something very strange. He said that he saw a different-looking soul in Zishu. I don't know if it is a ghost owned by Zishu. We never mentioned it before. Pass."

Feng Yan suddenly frowned.

……

Shi Zishu's hand that pushed the door stopped suddenly.

Xia Bingying... really likes him?

He had a crush on himself, and even kissed himself?

how can that be……

Obviously, this person killed himself with his own hands, so how could he have any love for him?

How could there be such a ridiculous thing! ?

As if he had been hit hard, his eyes went black for a while, his ears buzzed, and he tasted blood in his mouth, and he bit his own lip unconsciously.

Seeing him frozen in place with a pale face, Mrs. Doss looked strangely, and she couldn't help guessing a little more in her heart, shaking the feather fan and asked tentatively: "What's the matter? Could it be that in the hallucination just now, what you saw is the same as What do you think is the exact opposite?"

"..."

Shi Zishu still didn't answer, his expression was blank, and his body was shaking more and more violently.After a while, he woke up as if suddenly awakened, his whole body trembled violently, his hands also became weak, and he let go of them, allowing the oil lamp to fall straight to the ground.

"careful!"

Madam Dosi exclaimed, and hurriedly caught the oil lamp, but luckily it was not broken, and the oil inside did not spill much.She patted her chest, and glanced at Shi Zishu who was still in a daze, then held the oil lamp by herself, frowned and patted his shoulder: "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

After being photographed a few times by her, Shi Zishu's eyes regained focus, and he slowly came back to his senses.His face was covered with cold sweat, he supported his forehead, shook his head slightly, and said in a very low voice: "...I'm fine."

"You don't look like you're okay."

The banshee winked, pointed at his forehead and said, "Cheer up, I don't care what happened to you, but that is already in the past, and it's useless to think about it now. You now What must be done is to reach the top of the tower and take our sisters away with you, and if you can't do it, our sisters will swallow you together."

"...Thank you for your reminder, ma'am."

Shi Zishu calmed down for a moment, rubbed his eyebrows, answered like this, and finally calmed down.

As Mrs. Dosi said, he is still in the competition, and his current goal is to win and reach the top of the tower. No matter how Xia Bingying feels about him, now is definitely not a good time to think about this issue.

But if what is presented in the hallucination is real...

His gaze sharpened suddenly, and it became a little more gloomy.

After that, his way of retaliating against Xia Bingying may have to change, but there is no rush now, and he will slowly plan after he leaves the tower.

"That's right." The banshee giggled a few times, handed the oil lamp back to him, and said softly, "Honey, don't let our sisters down. I don’t want to taste what you are like, I hope you don’t give us this chance.”

"But I have a question." Shi Zishu calmed down and asked calmly, "Why can you be sure that the hallucinations on the sixth floor must be real memories?"

"...I don't know why I'm so sure, it seems to be an instinct." The banshee thought for a moment, then slowly shook her head and said, "You also know that every floor in this tower has certain rules. Violated."

"rule……"

Shi Zishu was thoughtful.This tower is made up of "falsehood", but the strange thing is that it still has a certain law of operation... The rules bred from illusion, is this the "truth" he is looking for?

With that said...

His eyes fell on the oil lamp in his hand.

This lamp that has been guiding him should be the most real existence in the whole tower.What he was looking for must be related to this lamp.

The moment he had this thought, a line of blood words suddenly appeared on the originally clean stone gate on the seventh floor.

"You're a monster yourself."