Su Qian was sucked into the lamp, and she clearly felt that there was an invisible barrier separating her. Then, she was lucky enough to experience weightlessness again.
Boom!
She fell down without any image.
Su Qian ignored the pain in the back of her head and quickly sat up and looked around, only to face a pile of swaying bones.
"..."
She couldn't help but feel tired. She ignored the presence of bones and climbed up. She couldn't help but trembled back with her heels and stepped on something cold and hard.
Looking back, I saw a skeleton with distinct joints. The broken skull was pale in color and the blood on it was torn apart.
Su Qian suspected that the silver-haired man put her into a pit on purpose and designed her to be trapped by the lamp. If not to scare her, what else?
She suppressed the urge to capture the silver-haired man and make him into a skull. Finding a way to escape first was the top priority.
At this moment, a numbing wind hit her, and Su Qian found that her body was floating uncontrollably, being held forward by an unknown force that did not allow her to struggle.
Floating through the holes made of lights, she finally stopped at the end where the light shined. She finally saw someone in front of her.
People?
Could it be a human being living in this lamp?
Before she could take a closer look, the man shook his body, and his bone-chilling voice echoed in the sky.
"Ninth."
"What ninth?"
Su Qian took the words naturally. She could tell that this guy was a man.
"One two three..."
The guy obviously had no time to pay attention to her, so he counted by himself, "Seven, eight, nine...that's nine!"
"You're the ninth!"
He was so excited that the air around him began to tremble, "You are the ninth person!"
Su Qian frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, his brows suddenly relaxed: "I am the ninth person to come here, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, another force pushed towards her, and she was roughly pushed in front of the guy.
She saw what he looked like very clearly up close.
The long and narrow eyelashes curve down, and the eyeballs at the bottom are like purple agate.
The open pupils were stained with contradictory purple and white, filled with cold bloodshot eyes.
His eyes moved downwards, and his face seemed to be covered with a large amount of snow paint, like a holy face that had been touched by Xingshuang.
His lips seemed to be covered with a bunch of red roses, more noble than strong wine, and filled with a fascinating color.
It's beautiful, it's beautiful.
Su Qian was stunned for a moment: "You are not a human being."
He smiled without any warmth: "I'm not a human, I'm a monster, a very scary monster."
"Why are you so excited to see me?"
Su Qian acted particularly calmly. After all, the last person she met was not a human either.
"Because...I have a chance to go out!"
His eyes were full of madness and ferociousness, which was not enough to describe him, "Take me out! Take me out! Otherwise, I will kill you!"
"Killed?"
These two words were not unfamiliar. Su Qian's eyes gradually became complicated when she looked at him, "Did you do those bones?"
"Take me out! Take me out quickly!"
He kept shouting.
Su Qian became more and more certain: "Kill those eight people."
The madman in front of him stopped and was no longer arrogant.
He smiled slowly.
"I wasn't the one who killed him, he was starved to death."
He looked like a child whose doll had been taken away. The corners of his mouth drooped, and his tone was a little aggrieved, "They didn't want to take me out, and I didn't let them out. I wasn't happy, so I just watched them hungry, miserable, and decadent. Then turned into rotting bones."
As he spoke, his voice rose again.
"You are a bad person too! You won't take me out either! I will make you suffer too! Bad person! Bad person..."
Only then did Su Qian realize that his hands and feet were tied by iron chains, and no matter how strong he was, he could not break free.
So what is he?
A monster trapped in this lamp that can't get out?
There really is everything in this world, including ghosts, silver-haired men who are so cruel that they create a big hole, and monsters who like to watch others starve to death.
So what is she?
Su Qian rarely finds herself in trouble. God has given her a pair of yin and yang eyes.
Does this mean what can she do?
No, there was nothing she could do.
These eyes brought her endless disaster.
She was helpless now, and she might be lying in the pile of bones in the next second.
but...
but!
She just wanted to do something more, she should do something.
She...Su Qian closed her eyes, took a step forward, and hugged the rioting monster without any scruples.
Soothing him gently.
"Why do you want to go out? Do you know how scary the outside world is?"
The monster was stunned by her hug.
He frowned, looking a little confused, and let his weight rest on her.
"What's scary?"