Chapter 706 Defects

The jujube red door revealed an atmosphere that strangers should not enter. The cracks in the door had been filled with dust because they had not been opened for many years. Standing in front of the door, Chu Dong felt a sense of sadness for no reason. It is affecting Chu Dong, but its own emotions, but Chu Dong does not understand how a building can have emotions?

   This feeling is inexplicable, but it does exist.

  Chu Dong looked back at Yang Yiqing, "Senior sister, how do you feel?"

   "I feel much better, I'm not hurt, just a little tired."

  Chu Dong turned his head and didn't ask any more questions. It was the strangest thing to feel comfortable. The city was already shrouded in despair. Both Chu Dong and Hongyan had to rely on their own will to counteract it. Why should Yang Yiqing? Why are these 300,000 ghost troops?

   Obviously Hongyan's stand-in protected Yang Yiqing. She just kidnapped Yang Yiqing, but didn't do anything to hurt her. If it wasn't for someone to protect her, she would have died long ago with Yang Yiqing's strength.

  The will of despair comes from those who step into the void in the city, so who does the sadness in front of you come from? Is it Hong Yan's stand-in?

Chu Dong pressed his hand on the door, and the dilapidated door opened automatically with a squeak. The courtyard was extremely crude. There were a lot of handwriting on the ground, walls, and even the pillars next to it that even Chu Dong could not understand. Red, black, turquoise, and even ink blots are varied.

Although Chu Dong couldn't understand the meaning of these words, the state of the owner of the words when they wrote them Chu Dong could tell one or two things. She must be very excited when writing these words, even crazy, these things are not something that happens in one day. Keep.

  Chu Dongchao asked Hongyan beside him, "Do you know this word?"

   "I don't know, I've never seen it before. Some of the words are somewhat similar to the language of sacrifice to the gods, but they are not the same."

   "Where's Little White Hair? Can you see the figure?"

  Xiao Baimao sat on Chu Dong's shoulder and looked around, "No~"

  Chu Dong stepped into the yard after recording all the text messages, he shouted loudly: "You come out, since you did everything possible to lure us here, why are you still hiding!"

  The empty yard did not change, and only endless silence responded to Chu Dong.

Chu Dong took the little white hair and strode into the courtyard and went straight to the living room not far away. The door of the living room was already rotten. Chu Dong just pushed it lightly and it turned into pieces on the spot. The dust-covered room appeared in front of him, with three square tables, six chairs, and a portrait of a red face.

  There are messy notes everywhere except for the portrait. Judging from the arrangement of these words, she seems to be studying something, and these words are like draft notes.

There were too many words in the same text, and it was impossible for Chu Dong to analyze another language without any basis, so he turned his attention to the very clean portrait. Leaning forward, the red cloak flutters in the wind, the legs are clamped on the horse's belly, the eyes are firm, and the drawing paper is well preserved after special treatment.

  Everything around was submerged by various handwritings, but this painting was kept so well, presumably the people who wrote it cherished this painting.

  Chu Dong asked Cheng Yu, "Who made the layout of this house?"

   "It was all arranged by the general. When he first came to this city, the general was still wise. This general's mansion was also built at that time, and this painting was also painted by her."

Chu Dong looked at the portrait in front of her and said thoughtfully, "It's strange, why does she hang her own portrait and still draw herself so vividly, doesn't she know that she is a substitute? Generally speaking, if she Pretending to be you on purpose makes her not want to see herself as she is psychologically."

   Hanging the portrait in front of you is equivalent to reminding yourself all the time that you are an impostor, which is a bit puzzling.

Chu Dong also had to give her an excellent evaluation of this painting. She painted Hong Yan with a verve, but this kind of verve is viewed from an outsider's point of view. Most people see themselves as more or less beautified. It's very strange that the picture in front of him is seen from an outsider's point of view.

  Click.

Just as Chu Dong was looking at the painting, there was a sudden sound of something cracking in the corridor next to it, as if an eggshell had been broken. Chu Dong held Xiao Baimao and glanced aside. Then he handed her to Yang Yiqing's arms with a solemn expression.

In the corridor next to it, there is a human yong. It has armor similar to Hongyan, but its body is too deformed. The lower body is slender, but the upper body is very short and thick. It's the sound of those mud shells cracking.

With the continuous exertion of the human yong, the mud shell on her body is constantly falling off. Under the mud shell is actually a blood-red muscle. It has no skin at all. Under the mud shell is the muscle, and there is a layer of transparent mucus on the surface of the muscle. Presumably this layer of mud shell is the product of years of dust and mucus on her body.

That human dragon was sitting on the ground with his hands on his knees. Chu Dong couldn't see its face. When it stood up, even Chu Dong couldn't help frowning. Where, the mouth is on the forehead, one eye is next to the mouth, the other eye is near the chin, and the nose is not there.

  【Find anomalies, compare and analyze】

   Zhinao suddenly separated the facial features on Ren Yong's body separately, then restored the skin for it, and finally matched it with Hongyan's facial features, which matched perfectly. This monster is completely the appearance of Hongyan's body after twisting.

That Ren Yong's body became more and more flexible. When she stood up straight, she suddenly opened her bloodshot eyes, and a terrifying murderous aura came out of her body. She stepped out and came to Chu Dong's body. On the other hand, she actually wanted to directly step over Chu Dong and attack the weakest Yang Yiqing.

Chu Dong stretched out his right hand and pressed it on her face. The strength of the two of them was extremely terrifying. The collision directly caused a layer of air fluctuations visible to the naked eye, followed by a sonic boom, and Hongyan threw it out. The cloak blocked all the impact, and Chu Dong's hair turned silver in an instant. After he couldn't suppress the perfect cells, Chu Dong would reveal his true colors. Silver hair was his normal state.

   The current Chu Dong was no longer an ordinary person who relied on his inner energy. He mobilized his energy extremely quickly, and the monster was pushed away by Chu Dong's face on the spot.

Hearing the sound of the opposite wall being smashed through, it must not be very pleasant. Chu Dong pinched his chest and felt a little pain. The angle of the monster's attack just now was a bit tricky. The point is completely flush with the body and the muscles are somewhat torn.

   However, if he had forcibly blocked it from this angle in the past, he would have lost an arm. Now that he has completely blocked an attack of this magnitude with the strength of his muscles, Fu Mo's perfect cells contributed greatly.

   Before Chu Dong thought about extending the corridor, a strange voice came again, Chu Dong frowned and stepped forward in front of everyone.

Chu Dong directly cast out a command spell that had been condensed for a long time, the Sanyang Barrier, the barrier protected others, the next moment a cold light flashed, a long spear burst into the air, Chu Dong did not retreat but advanced, muscles Bulge took out his three-pointed two-edged knife and dragged it up.

This knife Chu Dong originally planned to chop the opponent directly, but the monster changed its position in the air and hit Chu Dong's three-pointed two-edged knife with its long spear. Yong Lianli was beaten to the top of the roof.

   That move just now is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. It requires a lot of combat experience. Now Chu Dong can't tell whether the opponent is wise or not. Maybe her fighting instinct has been deeply rooted.

  Chu Dong chased after him with a three-pointed and two-edged sword. The two faced each other on the roof. The atmosphere was tense and anxious, and the battle was about to break out.

   (end of this chapter)