Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 88

Cao Bailu's headless corpse fell into a pool of blood.

The strange giant who bit off Cao Bailu's head stared at Cao Bailu's body.

The giant suddenly split two huge cracks, and eyes magically grew out of the cracks!
Those two eyeballs stared so wide that almost half of the eyeballs were stared out of their sockets.

Looking at Cao Bailu's corpse, the huge weird head smiled happily but strangely.

She suddenly opened her mouth, and spit out Cao Bailu's head and countless green corpses.

The environment of the room was already hideous.

And at this moment, a woman dressed as a waiter came out of the huge mouth.

No one could see her face clearly.

She covered her mouth and sneered: "Why is there a spirit Cao Bailu in the world? Why don't you just die?"

She squatted down, touched Cao Bailu's body, and wanted to confirm whether the target of the mission was dead.

Of course, the goal of this mission is to die beyond death.

The woman picked up Cao Bailu's head, casually pinched open one of her Qiankun cloth bags, and roughly threw this priceless black market treasure into it.

"It's a pity, I thought he could still play with me," the woman shook her head, feeling a little disappointed to be honest.

She looked at the candlesticks that ate many of her own spirit monsters one by one, and was a little curious.

She picked up the candlestick that Cao Bailu had used before, and threw the candlestick into the Qiankun bag, hoping to study it carefully later.

"The hunting is over, and it's time for me to go back," the woman stretched lazily and walked towards the door.

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"Master... how long do you have to protect those two girls..." the book boy complained about his master.

"Until they leave this world," the man beside him with a long sword on his waist stood with his eyes closed.

"How long will that take..." The book boy continued to complain, "There are still a lot of shit things to deal with in my academy, and the dragon that was slaughtered just now didn't even peel the skin, isn't that a waste of money?"

"Go get busy if you have something to do, and I didn't stop you," the man said without changing his tone.

"My mother, master, you have to rely on my book of myriad phenomena to go back?" The book boy helplessly recognized the reality, "You can't be like last time, flying with Yujian and swimming in Dachu, but you were caught by Uncle Bailu and his grandpa. Let's slap and fly..."

"It's just you who have a lot of things to do," the man said, turning his eyes at the book boy, "Go and work on your school affairs first, I may have to guard these two little girls for a few days."

"Okay, then master, if you're done, send me a message with the flying sword," the book boy nodded, and said, "Don't mess with Yujian flying anymore, this is not the Northern Han Dynasty."

"The Great Sword Immortal in Xishu, and the old thief Cao in Jiangdong Dachu, don't like someone flying around with a sword in their own airspace." The book boy worriedly reminded his master for the last time, "Then master, we Withdrew first."

The book boy took out his ancient bamboo book, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.

The man looked at the two girls not far away, still speechless.

He suddenly looked at the distant horizon.

In the high and clear blue sky, white clouds floated past.

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The escapist who killed Cao Bailu looked at the clock on the wall.

Twelve midnight.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

She didn't care, after all, she had woven the previous illusion that was separated from time and space.

Now, time naturally begins to flow.

She stretched lazily, and picked up Cao Bailu's package.

【Master Liu Ying may need this package, I'll take it back for him. 】

Thinking of this, the woman put Cao Bailu's parcel into her Qiankun cloth bag.

[Tired, let's go back to the palace first. 】

The woman walked to the door.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

The blood dripping from Cao Bailu's broken neck never stopped.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

The rotation of the clock never stopped.

When the woman came to the door, she held the door handle and gently pushed the door open.

The door didn't respond at all.

The woman frowned, and she increased her strength.

Still no response.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

"Tick, tick, tick,"

The woman was keenly aware of something abnormal.

She pinched her fingers and chanted a mantra, and the very ordinary wooden door actually burst into flames at that moment.

The wooden door quickly fell to the ground.

The woman looks out.

Outside the wooden door, there is still this room with the number seven.

The woman's eyes widened, and she turned her head in panic, looking backward.

The rear is also the herringbone No. [-] room.

Looking at the incredible scene in front of her, the woman didn't know what to do.

Her eyes wandered around, trying to find out where these anomalies came from.

everything is normal.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

Cao Bailu's corpse with a broken neck was bleeding.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

The clock on the wall is recording the time.

It was still twelve o'clock at midnight.

"Tick, tick, tick,"

The woman took a few steps back in confusion.

After Cao Bailu died, time did not flow at all!
Why?She has obviously stopped the operation of the escapism illusion!
She stared at the clock on the wall suddenly.

Because at the twelve o'clock indicated by the clock, there is a very small and delicate informant sitting.

The little informant looked at the woman, and the woman looked at the little informant.

Without any warning, in the room, the blood on the ceiling began to flow out again.

But this time, it wasn't the woman's masterpiece.

Suddenly, hoarse screams came from the quiet and dim surroundings.

The woman snapped her fingers and ignited a flame, lighting up the room.

Her eyes widened in despair.

In the entire room, on the entire four walls and the ceiling, there is a full-body painting of a headless man.

Even on the floor.

"Hehehehehe,"

"Hehehehehe,"

The screams of the lonely ghost once again filled the entire room.

The woman just wanted to cast the spell, but found that there was a slight burning sensation in her heart.

She lowered her head, but could only see the tragic scene where her heart had already been pierced.

She wanted to call for help, but found that she couldn't even open her mouth.

She wanted to use magical means to contact her teammates, but found that she could only watch the darkness in front of her eyes.

She began to fear.

As a practitioner of the art of armor shielding, she actually started to feel frightened!
"Let go, let me go, I, I can say anything,"

Due to fear, the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, and tears flowed out involuntarily, wet the corners of her mouth and hair.

No one answered.

There are more and more headless full-body paintings on the surrounding walls, gradually filling the entire wall.

The screams of the lonely ghost became more and more intense, and it shocked people's eardrums quite strongly.

If ordinary people were here, they would probably go crazy on the spot.

The woman suddenly felt the burning sensation in her heart disappear.

Her heart was set back.

In the illusion, she will not die, but the pain is real.

"Kill me... please," the woman obviously knew what would happen to her.

She no longer wants to live, but wants to die.

Still no one paid attention to her.

Her heart was pierced again.

Ann Hui, pierced, Ann Hui, pierced.

Repeat and repeat, go round and round.

The cry of the lonely ghost was still violent, but the woman's screams gradually weakened.

She couldn't call out anymore.

Of course, she wasn't going to die, and the pain was quite real indeed.

The clock on the wall still stood at twelve o'clock at midnight.

Always stay at twelve o'clock.

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Late at night, in the hotel lobby.

Cao Bailu, who was intact as before, lazily gave a hache, and walked towards the counter where only the shopkeeper was still busy.

"Is the master still asleep?" The shopkeeper saw the one-armed boy coming, and said, "There is a sign on the door of your room, so we don't have the nerve to disturb you when it's time for dinner."

"It's okay, the food should still be kept, right? Let's serve it now when it's warmed up," Cao Bailu looked at his sleepy eyes, and it was obvious that he hadn't rested well. "Let's discuss something first."

"Well, my lord, you just say it's all right,"

"I quite like that room No. [-]," Cao Bailu said straight to the point, "I bought this room, and I will only live in it in the future. Don't send someone in to clean it, just seal the door later."

After finishing speaking, Cao Bailu directly threw out a few ingots of pure Great Chu official gold.

"Sealed Forever,"

The shopkeeper has worked hard all his life, where has he ever seen such a big battle?

He swallowed extremely disappointingly, and quickly put away the gold.

"My lord, I listen to you,"

"Yeah," Cao Bailu nodded, "Go serve the food."

After watching the shopkeeper leave, Cao Bailu looked at the clock hanging high on the wall of the lobby.

Twelve past one midnight.

He smiled helplessly.

He was laughing at the woman's self-control.

He was laughing at the absurd [-]:[-].

He was laughing at the forever herringbone Qi.

(End of this chapter)