Death Inquisitor

He vaguely saw his reflection in the river. The swaying shadow was a bit illusory, and he was talking about something like a picture of his mouth.

Some unpredictable Hu Yunnan stared at himself on the water.

Suddenly, the blurry shadow on the water suddenly became very clear. A face similar to Hu Yunnan's eight points scared him.

Some blood continued to flow slowly from the forehead of the face, eyes were red, and sharp teeth grew out of the mouth, which looked extremely horrified, like a midnight demon.

Hu Yunnan wanted to retreat, but found that he seemed to be sucked, and he couldn't move near the water.

He could only watch the "demon" on the surface of the water showing a strange smile to himself, looking very cruel.

Hu Yunnan didn't know how he should be at this time. He was so upset that he even forgot that there was a big living person beside him. As long as he opened his mouth, let him pull himself. No need to look at the "demon" in the river.

Jiang Donghua didn't have a gap to Hu Yunnan's anomaly. Although Hu Yunnan seems to have experienced a lot of things, in fact, the time has only passed a few seconds.

In such a short time, Jiang Donghua didn't even look at Hu Yunnan. Just put his own hand into the river water.

At the next moment, he had the same thing as Hu Yunan. After the river turned black, there was also a "demon" reflection similar to him. At the same time, he was also attracted by the river, and the whole person suddenly became unable to move.

Just when both of them were extremely frightened, they gradually spread into black river water in front of them, slowly churning up, like boiled water.

Hu Yunnan and Jiang Donghua's faces became very difficult to look at, and they panicked out of their hearts like a volcanic eruption. The taste of fear emerged from their eyes when they could not move their bodies.

Then the river swelled with huge waves. When the two of them were frightened and puzzled, their respective reflections in the water suddenly stretched out a hand and pulled both of them into the water.

After the two fell into the water, their bodies were able to move, but these turned into black water and became extremely viscous. Even if they were constantly struggling, they continued to fall when they could swim.

It is as if they are not in the river, but in the swamp.

The feeling of suffocation made the two of them extremely painful. The two closed their mouths at first, trying to make these black rivers, not to flow into their mouths.

But it didn't take long for the two of them to persevere any longer, and the river poured into their mouths, flowing down their throats into their stomachs.

At the same time, their trachea was also infused by the river, amplifying their pain.

Sinking down little by little, both of them felt that this time when they were dead. Hu Yunnan vaguely saw a door at the bottom of the river.

A door carved with many ghosts, this door is slowly opening at this time. If he goes on like this, he and Jiang Donghua will surely fall into that door.

The door didn't know why. Even if a half-meter gap had been opened, there was still no water flowing in.

Invisible power cut off all rivers, but Jiang Donghua and Hu Yunnan fell into it very smoothly.

Hu Yunnan and Jiang Donghua fell on the stone road paved with bluestone bricks, and their bodies seemed to fall apart, but at this time, the two people could not care about anything. They coughed and spit out themselves. Black water in the stomach.

The feeling of itching and pain in the throat caused tears to both of them. This approach to death, the fear that brought them, is not much different from the endless darkness before.

It wasn't until he felt that his bile was about to be spit out, Hu Yunnan felt a little better, breathing in the air that he didn't care about before.

Only then did he discover how precious things were common to him before.

Rubbing his sore chest, Hu Yunnan turned his head to look at Jiang Donghua, who was still breathless, and his eyes showed a bit of happiness for the rest of his life.

Then he put his eyes on a stone door in front of him, which was exactly the same as the stone door he had seen at the bottom of the river.

There is a stone door that is one foot high and half full, so it stands in the void. They were surrounded by black paint. Only the bluestone road where they are now can lead to the closed stone door.

Unable to see why this happened, Hu Yunnan refocused his attention on Jiang Donghua and asked lightly, "Are you all right?"

It was words of concern, but in Hu Yunnan's words, there was no meaning of any concern at all, but it was full of indifference.

Obviously what he meant by this was actually just asking Jiang Donghua, "Are you dead?" Without saying it so bluntly, it only shows that he still has some emotion.

In such a desperate situation, the deep friendship they hadn't seen before had completely disappeared. The rest is just understanding.

Jiang Donghua is not a fool, why can't he hear it. It's just that this is not the time to care about this, and if it is really him, maybe he is not as good as Hu Yunan.

So he didn't care at all, just shook his head indifferently: "It's okay."

Then he stood up, looked at the stone door in the distance, and said, "This door is exactly like what we saw before at the bottom of the river."

With that said, Jiang Donghua also looked up at the top of his head. The stone door they came in disappeared long ago. All that remains now is that weird black.

The light in front of them came from the soles of their feet. The light is not dazzling, but very soft and looks very comfortable.

"Well." Hu Yannan said angrily, "What should I do now?"

He had just finished speaking, and suddenly many phantoms appeared around them. Before the two of them could react, those shadows had already surrounded them.

"Squeak!"

After a bitter voice, in the panic eyes of the two of them, the stone door in front of them opened slowly. ..

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