He glanced at the lunch box on the coffee table and expressed his dissatisfaction with Wei Wei.

It seemed hard for her to accept Wei Wei's habit of not going back to the bedroom to sleep, and even harder to accept his habit of not clearing the table.

But Wei Wei has always liked to curl up on this small sofa and sleep. This has always been the case since he moved here, so he didn't intend to talk to her at all, until the ghost lady became more and more angry. Although the face was beautiful, it was

The face that had become mutilated and had many dead features gradually accumulated a creepy anger, and suddenly, it drifted towards Wei Wei fiercely.

Wei Wei blew out smoke and raised his hand to wipe the sickle hanging on the wall, blood gushed out from the wound.

"Baji..."

The ghost lady knelt in front of the sofa, grabbed Wei Wei's palm, and started tapping.

The world is quiet...

…

…

Wei Wei threw the half-smoked cigarette into the residual soup and felt his eyelids were a little astringent.

After returning from the funeral, some strange emotions kept surging in his heart, and the scene at the funeral kept replaying in his mind.

The power of scarlet is inextricably related to "death".

Even during the training camp, someone once tried to index and prove that Scarlet is actually a branch of the Death Demon.

In any case, because of the existence of this core, Wei Wei is no stranger to "death", especially the matter of sending people to death. He also knows that the power of scarlet is always following the emergence of various deaths.

Deeper and more bizarre changes will occur.

But now, it seems that I have seen a kind of death that I have never seen before.

"I hope the instructor didn't trust the wrong person..."

What the tall girl said to him flashed through his ears.

In front of my eyes, scenes began to appear. It was the old man in the cage, looking at himself and smiling at the end...

The scarlet power became active, and mysterious murmurs echoed in the deep dreams.

Blood covered his feet. Wei Wei walked in the sea of ​​blood and saw the fourth execution rack in front of him, which had become clear.

Above, the giant who was hung on the frame opened his eyes gloomily.

He looked at himself vaguely and mysteriously.

…

"call……"

I don't know how long it took, but Wei Wei suddenly woke up in a daze, feeling that the world around him seemed a little unreal.

Outside, it's already dark.

He suddenly felt extremely tired all over his body. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, which turned out to be faintly hot.
Chapter completed!