endless force

Chapter 134 Flexible Tongue

The woman didn't speak, or she couldn't speak at all, she just looked at Mo Fan quietly, as if she wanted to find fear or something else in the other's eyes?
But it was destined to disappoint her, and she couldn't find any fear in the other's eyes anyway.

"Have you seen enough?" Mo Fan still didn't intend to do anything in this situation that would make most people's hair stand on end. Instead, he stretched out his finger to touch the girl's flawless face.

The woman's pupils shrank, and before Mo Fan touched her, they turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into the narrow passage.

After looking around and confirming that the woman did not intend to attack suddenly, Mo Fan continued to crawl forward along the passage.

Sometimes, one can still trust one's intuition. It was because Mo Fan chose to trust his intuition that he didn't attack that woman.

His intuition told him that once he launched an attack on that woman, there would definitely be a lot of trouble, so he chose to believe it. In fact, I'm afraid his intuition was indeed correct.

Continuing to crawl along the dark and lengthy passage, the dimly lit oil lamp in his hand was like a solitary boat in the ocean, providing Mo Fan with the only ray of light and hope.

In this way, about 2 minutes later, Mo Fan finally saw the end of the passage, under the wall at the end, there was a hole leading down.

He climbed to the entrance of the cave, looked down, and found that it was not as dark as he imagined. Although the light was dim, it was much better than the passage above where he could not see anything.

After going down from the hole, I found that this was a long and narrow corridor. On the walls on both sides, at regular intervals, there was a dim oil lamp, which was similar to the closed space just now.

Looking at the two sides, the empty corridor, not to mention human figures, even ghosts, so Mo Fan almost thought that this was a single copy, not a team copy.

Mo Fan didn't know the way, so of course he could only choose a direction to move forward. He walked several hundred meters along the corridor, and finally came to the end, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

This is a space about the size of a football field. There are a large number of oil lamps on the walls on both sides, providing sufficient light. Since there are no sundries, it looks a bit empty. Looking around, there are faces on the ground. Pale, eyes closed... human head!
Looking around, there are at least hundreds of thousands of human heads standing on the ground, which is really spectacular, and they are neatly arranged, and there is actually a weird sense of beauty.

The heads of these people stood straight on the ground, as if their bodies were buried under the ground, and only one head was exposed.

"I'm a tortoise. I've seen radishes and cabbages before. It's the first time I've seen people." Mo Fan was amazed and suddenly found that there was a passageway on the opposite side of this space.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the opposite passageway. It looked like a man with a prominent nickname called "I am riding a white horse" on his head. He was obviously a player with a level of 10.

The man was obviously quite shocked when he saw this scene on the ground, and he was stunned for a while before seeing Mo Fan on the opposite side, but he was not stupid enough to yell in such an environment where there was a big problem at first glance.He just waved at Mo Fan and signaled Mo Fan to go over.

The other party obviously planned to let him come to try the thunder, of course Mo Fan didn't accept this trick, so he waved at the other party instead, the meaning was obvious, unless you come over, otherwise I won't go over.

Brother Baima knew that the other party was not so easy to fool, and he didn't waste his expression, so he began to observe the surrounding environment carefully.He soon discovered that in addition to the passage opening opposite him, there was also a passage opening in the center of the walls on the left and right sides, three meters above the ground.

There may be special discoveries in these two passages!After all, no matter whether you go to the passageway of Brother Baima or the passageway of Mo Fan, you can only walk back along the path of the two of you, and you will probably not find anything new.

Of course Mo Fan is also aware of this, but he still doesn't know whether to go to the left or the right. If he goes the wrong way and goes to some places he shouldn't go, he probably won't end well.

In addition, he didn't know whether the heads on the ground were a threat, so he didn't rush to make a choice, but stood still and observed.

After observing for a long time, there was no surprise. Mo Fan didn't bother to bother any more, so he simply raised his voice and shouted at the white horse brother who also didn't dare to act rashly: "Huh oil?"

"WTF?" Brother Baima couldn't help but twitching at the corners of his eyes when he heard the other party's sudden and extremely poor English.He didn't understand why, given his English proficiency, the other party had the courage to speak English so loudly, and with an inexplicable confidence.

Mo Fan's crappy but inexplicably confident English kept echoing in this empty space, like a magic voice filling his ears.

The thousands of neatly arranged human heads on the ground seemed to have been awakened, and they opened their eyes suddenly in unison, revealing a pair of strange eyes with only whites!

"Kakakakaka!"

Accompanied by a series of bones twisting sounds, the heads on the ground with open eyes turned slowly, facing Mo Fan and Brother Baima respectively.

Mo Fan and the little brother Baima both smelled danger, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

I saw those heads, as if the machine guns had been aimed at the enemy, facing the two of them, stopped turning, opened their mouths, and the long dark red bars were shot out like sharp arrows. If you look carefully, you will find that it is actually a A tongue that seems to be able to extend infinitely!

Mo Fan did not underestimate the power of these tongues, and stepped back again and again. In an instant, several dark red tongues were inserted into the place where he was standing just now, like a sharp sword, easily piercing into the ground.

It is conceivable that being pierced by these tongues is definitely not a good experience. What is even more surprising is that these tongues are like homing missiles, and they can turn.

As a result, Mo Fan had to twist his body flexibly to avoid the stabs one after another, while quickly retreating towards the back.

After retreating more than ten meters, it was barely out of the attack range of the tongue. Mo Fan looked at the tongues that were quickly withdrawn because they couldn't attack, and couldn't help curling his mouth and said: "The tongue is so flexible, if it is a lonely and unbearable woman As a player, how can you hold on to it!"

The white horse brother on the opposite side was not as leisurely as he was. He barely escaped the tongue's attack range by rolling and crawling, and his face was even wiped by a tongue, leaving a bloodstain.

(End of this chapter)