Heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

At this moment, the big spider quickly climbed up the vent, and cut off the part with the flame with the help of the metal fan.

A small piece of black carrion-like thing fell down, and before it turned into a smaller spider and landed, it had already turned into smoke in the flames with a short scream.

Chen Mo glanced at the blade, and there was a layer of light blue flame attached to the blade, but a crack had already appeared in the middle of the blade, spreading around like a spider web, as if it would be broken at any time.

Looking up at the crumbling wall again, the chandelier on the top fell to the ground amidst the shock and smashed into pieces.

Perhaps as long as there is a little more external force, this basement will be buried in an instant.

"Tsk." Chen Mo put away the knife.

He glanced at Jiang Yunyan who was lying unconscious in the corner, thought for a while, and walked over to pick up his back collar, dragged him towards the door like a sandbag, and slowly went upstairs.

The bodyguards guarding upstairs were a little worried when they heard the movement below, and after looking at each other, they hurried to the stairs.

Before they reached the end, they saw a long object flying towards them.

The bodyguards dodged subconsciously, and the long object flew past them without hindrance, formed a parabola and fell to the ground, rolled around a few times, and hit the decorative vase stand with a "bang".

"Clap."

The vase hit Long Strip's head, and blood flowed out.

The bodyguards finally saw his face clearly, and couldn't help being surprised: "Boss Jiang!"

They thought of something, and quickly turned their heads to look at the stairs, but there was no one there.

The moment they were distracted, two palm-sized black spiders drilled out of the vase fragments, quickly crawled towards the unconscious Jiang Yunyan, lay on his face for a while, the black air diffused and merged into his body little by little.

Afterwards, more small spiders crawled out of the smaller fragments, the largest being only half the size of a fingernail, densely crawling all over his body.

When the bodyguards turned their heads, there was only a faint blackness left.

"Hurry up and call an ambulance first!" The bodyguards rushed up to help Jiang Yunyan up, and hurried to the gate.

60.

The ambulance whizzed away.

Mu Chiyu stepped on the brakes quickly, looked at the villa not far ahead, and looked down at the address on the phone.

That's right here.

Shen Jiayu lay on the car window looking at the ambulance, her expression changed: "Brother Mo, something really happened!"

"Probably not, who can move him?" Feng Qingyang said so, but there was still a little nervousness in his heart.

If something happened to Chen Mo, his hope of going back would be completely shattered.

"Go over there and have a look first." Mu Chiyu still maintained his rationality, the hand that turned the key trembled slightly, restarted the car and drove towards the entrance of the villa.

Driving is always faster than walking.

"Wait! Stop!" Feng Qingyang's eyes widened suddenly, he stood up and grabbed the back of the driver's seat and shook vigorously, "Don't go there! There is a problem ahead!"

He waved his arms in a panic, and accidentally slapped Mu Chiyu's face, and the hard slap made Mu Chiyu's brain buzz.

Fortunately, he had already stepped on the brakes, and after a sudden brake, the three people in the car rushed forward.

When they raised their heads, their hearts also jumped violently.

The luxurious villa not far away is only three floors high, but the decoration is exquisite and luxurious, magnificent, and the garden is full of colorful flowers, which is very beautiful.

But beauty is only for a moment.

The ominous black air began to diffuse from the gate, and the flowers withered when touched, and turned black after a moment of wilting their heads, like the embers of paper money burned by people during the Ching Ming Festival, which shattered in the wind.

It looked like a horrible poisonous gas swamp.

"What is that!" Mu Chiyu was dumbfounded.

The expressions of the two people in the back seat became uglier than the other, they subconsciously grasped the upper handle, and were fighting in their minds.

"Turn around, Brother Mu." Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, "We can't even enter this place, and we will die if we enter!"

Shen Jiayu looked reluctant, but she didn't refute his words.

Because what Feng Qingyang said was the truth.

I don't know what's going on in this world. It's an ordinary world without any metaphysical factors in my memory, but I didn't expect that such a powerful malice can be cultivated.

Ordinary people can't see the black air, and if they step in unintentionally, they will be entangled by the black air and become malicious bait without knowing it.

And even for the few people that could be seen, Shen Jiayu had no fighting power at all, and Feng Qingyang was obviously a half-baked guy who would die if he went up recklessly, and his soul was much more attractive than ordinary people.

Mu Chiyu didn't know the seriousness of the situation and was still hesitating.

"But Xiao Mo may still be there—— Xiao Mo!"

Mu Chiyu exclaimed, and stared forward with wide eyes. Chen Mo seemed to be not far away, so he subconsciously reached out to pull the car door.

"Wait—" The two people behind couldn't stop them.

Mu Chiyu opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards the entrance of the villa.

The two people in the back looked at each other, Feng Qingyang subconsciously looked away, and shrank into the back seat of the car, Shen Jiayu rolled his eyes at him, gritted his teeth and got out of the car.

She did not forget to bring the black umbrella.

"Xiao Mo?" Mu Chiyu stopped and called out to the person under the shade uncertainly.

Chen Mo sat on the big rock engraved with the name of the community, with his left hand resting on the rock, his right hand on his knee, and a knife in his hand, looking indifferently in the direction of the villa.

Hearing the movement, he leaned back slightly, turned his head to Mu Chiyu, and smiled at him.

"Brother Mu."

Mu Chiyu breathed a sigh of relief, before he figured out what was wrong, he asked first, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Chen Mo said, "Waiting for you."

Mu Chiyu was stunned for a moment, Shen Jiayu trotted up behind him holding an umbrella, and seeing Chen Mo's eyes lit up: "That's great, you're really fine!"

Chen Mo sized her up for a moment: "Miss Shen."

Shen Jiayu gasped: "Brother Mo! It's me."

Chen Mo changed his words: "Jiayu."

His voice and expression softened a bit.

Shen Jiayu let out a "hmm", caught a glimpse of the knife out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly reacted, and said pleasantly, "Brother Mo, have you remembered it?"

Chen Mo nodded and asked, "Why are you here?"

Shen Jiayu rubbed her forehead, still at a loss: "I don't know, it's just like this after a night's sleep, maybe it's because of my unlucky psychic physique, and I've suffered from the soul-leaving disorder again."

Chen Mo understood, and told her: "Don't run around alone before you go back."

Shen Jiayu nodded repeatedly.

Mu Chiyu still couldn't react.

It seems that when he didn't know, many things happened to Chen Mo that he didn't know.

He didn't know why the two were so familiar, but he vaguely guessed what the obedient words meant, and the hidden worries and heart troubles from a long time ago resurfaced in his mind.

When the two of them were quiet, Mu Chiyu asked Chen Mo in a daze, "Our world...is it really a fake?"

Chen Mo said, "Yes."

Mu Chiyu felt that his throat was becoming more and more dry, and the last question was extremely difficult to ask: "Then I also—"

Chen Mo said, "You are not."

This world is fake, but Mu Chiyu is not.

23, 61-63

◎Mu Chiyu◎

61.

A week before the real world incident.

Chen Mo was sitting in front of the bar counter, chatting with Mu Chiyu who was standing behind the bar counter.

Mu Chiyu asked him: "Are you sure you want to go?"

Chen Mo: "Yes."

Mu Chiyu: "I heard that this task is very difficult. The association has called at least NO.30 people. Since I can remember, there has never been such a big battle. But judging from the task rating, it is not enough to arrive This level."

Chen Mo: "You also want to persuade me not to go?"

Mu Chiyu looked at the corner of his eyes, Cheng Lv was sitting there chatting enthusiastically with others, he shook his head: "Cheng Lv can't persuade you, how can I persuade you anymore."

Another layer of subtext is that since Cheng Lv didn't really persuade him, it means that he doesn't think this mission is actually that dangerous.

Mu Chiyu paused, and then said, "I'll go with you."

Chen Mo didn't quite agree: "Recently, it's safer for you to stay here."

"But other people are not so safe." Mu Chiyu smiled, "I was a little unconscious when I woke up in the morning, and I almost hit the wall. I don't know when I will get sick again. And Cheng Lv is in that kind of place I have never had much combat power, and I can still help when I go.”

"Brother Yu, you speak ill of me behind my back, don't you?"

Cheng Lu sat in front of the bar with a glass in his hand, put the glass on the bar, and leaned against Chen Mo as if he had no bones.

Mu Chiyu casually took out a bottle of mineral water from under the bar, unscrewed the cap and filled the glass, then pushed it back: "It's just a matter of explaining the facts—what do you think?"

Cheng Lv didn't comment, turned the cup and asked, "How much do you know about the situation this time?"

Mu Chiyu said: "There is a closed film crew in the West Ninth District. A month ago, someone reported to the police that three people in the crew were missing. After a week of police investigation, they did not find the whereabouts of the three people. At the same time, one of the policemen who participated in the investigation also disappeared, and then reported to the police. The Occult United Association, half a month ago, the association sent official personnel to investigate, and they returned in vain, losing one person. The area was completely evacuated and sealed off about a week ago. We are scheduled to officially start the clean-up mission a week later.”

"It's almost like this." Cheng Lv asked, "How do you feel?"

Mu Chiyu: "Chaos."

According to the normal procedure, from the moment the police report to the association, from the grading to the blockade will not exceed three days at most, which is still the time it takes to go through layers of formalities.

Then assign and mobilize manpower