Chapter 9: Mask Stained with Blood

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Zhou Yanqing wanted to run.

Blood dripped onto her face, and she instantly noticed the thing stuck to the ceiling, a scream of terror.

She subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But at this moment.

On the ceiling, the strange woman whose hair almost covered the entire ceiling moved.

A pair of pitch-black eyes staring at Zhou Yanqing, the woman's eyes full of a kind of deathly silence, or resentment, clearly carrying a strange sense of despair.

She opened her mouth, and another series of fresh blood dripped from her mouth.

But her mouth was black, with no tongue, just a pitch-black hole that seemed to be able to attract one's soul, empty, and she let out a strange cry.

She made a clucking sound.

She stretched out her hand, a hand suddenly appearing from the pile of hair, dark blue.

It didn't look like a living person at all, and there was a certain degree of fresh blood on it, part of which seemed to have already dried.

Even though the ceiling was quite a distance from the normal ground, the hand stretched out strangely and terrifyingly, a length that a normal hand couldn't reach, and the hand quickly touched Zhou Yanqing.

Everything happened in just one breath.

Zhou Yanqing was grabbed, the hand like an iron ring tightly clamping her neck.

Terrifying power erupted.

In an instant, her feet had already been pulled off the ground by such power.

Zhou Yanqing's face turned red to the naked eye.

The air had been cut off, although she struggled with all her might at this moment, she couldn't get rid of this kind of terrifying force with her own strength.

In just a few seconds, the redness had gradually turned to a deeper iron-blue color of suffocating air.

She was about to suffocate.

Everything happened too fast, Zhou Yanqing herself didn't even react.

If he didn't do anything, she would definitely be hanged to death here.

And by that thing, strangled to death with a hand.

The woman's eyes also dripped fresh blood, dripping onto Zhou Yanqing's hair, smelling foul and black.

Just when Zhou Yanqing was about to despair, her brain's lack of oxygen caused her to make a ho-ho sound.

Suddenly.

In Zhou Yanqing's blood-filled eyeballs' line of sight, she saw someone rushing over, trembling all over, but although he was trembling, his speed was very fast.

The next second.

"Ah! Let go!"

Huaiyou rushed to Zhou Yanqing's side, trembling, holding a broom in his hand.

It should have been picked up from the side.

Subsequently, Huaiyou used all the strength he had in his life at that moment and smashed it towards the hand of the woman on the ceiling.

And just then, Zhou Yanqing clearly felt that the hand grabbing her actually loosened slightly.

A simple broom, it wasn't enough at this moment; how could the hand she was holding tightly loosen completely just because of a random blow?

He knew that thing, two hands had easily lifted Zhou Yanqing into the air.

So at this moment, following the slight loosening.

The broom also broke into two pieces very fragilely.

So very quickly, the woman's hand tightened again, and Zhou Yanqing's face turned to the iron-blue suffocation again.

It looked like she was about to faint.

Huaiyou had no choice, the broom was already broken, there didn't seem to be any weapon he could use nearby, so he could only jump up at this moment, driven by desperation.

To be precise, it felt like a sick person grabbing at any medicine.

He actually forcibly pulled the woman's arm and tried to pry open the hand that was grabbing Zhou Yanqing.

At this moment, he couldn't care about so much anymore, even though it was just a touch, he already felt that kind of suffocating coldness, that kind of desperate tactile sensation between the joints and limbs.

It was completely the temperature of a corpse.

Huaiyou gritted his teeth, his heart tense, attempting to forcibly pull Zhou Yanqing away, at least let her breathe some air.

This was the only way now, the only weapon he could use was his flesh and blood hands.

He didn't want to watch her die, really, even if he continued to drag it out for a while.

She would really be strangled to death.

So at this moment, the fear in his heart had already won over his body's actions.

But, a series of actions didn't have any use at this moment.

The woman on the ceiling seemed to have felt Huaiyou's bold move at this moment.

"Cluck cluck..."

The empty and strange sound rang out from the woman's mouth again.

Her mouth was always wide open, and another drop of bright red fresh blood suddenly dripped into Huaiyou's eyes, almost making him unable to open them.

Following closely.

A terrifying scene happened.

It seemed that because of Huaiyou's bold move, it attracted her attention.

The woman's empty eyes suddenly flickered.

She actually let go of Zhou Yanqing, and Huaiyou saw this scene, thinking his action had succeeded.

But before he could be happy, he only saw that the woman's hand actually grabbed Huaiyou's wrist again almost instantly.

Huaiyou and Zhou Yanqing's positions were instantly swapped...

At the same time, the woman's head moved strangely at this moment.

"Cluck cluck..." The strange sound came again, this time mixed with a feeling of bone breaking.

The woman opened her mouth and actually forcibly twisted her head 360 degrees.

The cold, sharp, terrifying tactile sensation of the limbs stabbed into Huaiyou's brain clearly again, the woman's hand forcibly pulled him, and at this moment.

Huaiyou clearly and desperately saw that the hand that pulled him now actually grew nails, sharp nails, and had already inserted into the artery at his wrist.

Intense pain surged.

His warm fresh blood kept spraying along his wrist and arm towards his body, the amount of blood was large, and very quickly it soaked his clothes.

Despair.

Huaiyou couldn't break free at all...

"Cough... cough cough cough..."

Zhou Yanqing was almost paralyzed on the ground at this moment, her eyes were red, her breathing was painfully hot, and there was a bruise on her neck.

She wanted to stand up, but found that she couldn't stand up no matter what, and saw Huaiyou's current situation.

And then.

The fresh blood from Huaiyou's wrist artery kept spraying, flowing down his hand.

Very quickly, it actually soaked into his pants pocket.

And at this moment.

In desperation, Huaiyou suddenly keenly felt that something in his pocket seemed to squirm strangely.

Huaiyou began to become a bit dizzy, but his brain seemed to be running at a high speed because of the fear of death.

"In my pocket..."

He suddenly remembered, the mask, the mask in his pocket! That mask headgear! That movie tool he had obtained by successfully avoiding that terrifying creature at home!

During class today, Huaiyou had also secretly taken that headgear mask out of his bag out of boredom, looking left and right, feeling that the smell it emitted was a bit unpleasant, and besides that, it was a bit strange.

He didn't find any other use.

But Huaiyou remembered that he didn't put the mask back into his bag when he put it away, but casually stuffed it into his pants pocket.

Because the material of the mask headgear was very special, it had almost no weight, and could be folded into a relatively small piece, so he casually stuffed it into his pocket at that time.

Huaiyou broke out in a cold sweat, his whole body was slowly being pulled to the ceiling, and he was also trembling with pain, his fresh blood was still spraying out, and if he stayed for a while longer, he would be killed by the woman.

He would bleed to death!

But he couldn't break free again, so Huaiyou could only roar silently, the roar accompanied by painful screams.

"Zhou Yanqing! Take that mask in my right pocket! Take it! Ah ah... put it on me, hurry! Ah..."

Zhou Yanqing heard Huaiyou's scream at this moment and was trembling with fear.

But she clearly understood the information contained in it.

She clearly knew that just now, if it weren't for Huaiyou, she would have been strangled to death by that thing.

So at this moment, Zhou Yanqing forced herself to stand up.

Her face only recovered slightly, but she couldn't care about so much at this moment, and directly followed what Huaiyou said and rushed over.

Zhou Yanqing was a girl after all, and she wasn't as tall as Huaiyou.

But fortunately, Huaiyou was grabbed by the wrist now, and wasn't strangled by the neck like just now.

So she only needed to raise her hand slightly to reach Huaiyou's pocket.

And while rummaging, Zhou Yanqing also clearly felt that the warm and sticky fresh blood had already covered her hands, Huaiyou's blood.

With such a real tactile sensation, Zhou Yanqing almost couldn't help but let her legs go soft, fortunately she persisted, and very quickly touched a soft thing.

It should be the mask Huaiyou mentioned.

Zhou Yanqing gritted her teeth and directly pulled the thing out.

It should have been that when the thing was pulled out, it wasn't held tightly, so instantly, it actually unfolded.

An extremely exaggerated headgear mask was exposed to Zhou Yanqing's eyes at this moment, the weight of the mask, and at this moment it was stained with Huaiyou's fresh blood, appearing exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.

Even a large part of it flowed into the inside along the eye sockets of the mask headgear.

Zhou Yanqing suddenly couldn't help but scream.

Because when she was holding the thing, she actually felt.

This thing felt like it was alive... it moved!!

But very quickly, that feeling seemed to disappear suddenly.

It was like an illusion.

"Ah ah ah..."

Zhou Yanqing heard Huaiyou's painful voice at this moment, her face became paler and paler, her entire spirit and energy flowed away quickly, and she looked like she was about to faint.

There was no way, Zhou Yanqing at this moment couldn't care about finding out what the mask in her hand was.

At this moment, she gripped the mask tightly, then found the angle, jumped up with force from both legs, and directly buckled it onto Huaiyou's head.

Actually, she didn't know what Huaiyou was shouting for her to do. But she only knew that it was the only way to escape the threat of death in front of her eyes, maybe it was just listening to him.

Good.

Zhou Yanqing succeeded.

That headgear mask was successfully buckled on...

, and it was the moment.

Zhou Yanqing suddenly felt that the surrounding air changed suddenly, she felt darkness in front of her eyes, and a dark blue hand actually stretched out from behind her.

It covered Zhou Yanqing's eyes.

Zhou Yanqing's consciousness blurred instantly.

But Zhou Yanqing finally heard Huaiyou's voice.

"Get lost!"

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Beep!

【Reality movie audience Huaiyou, used tool, (Mask Headgear).

Don't know what material the mask is, what exactly was it made of? This thing, it seems to have its own life?】

…… ===== CHAPTER 10 =====