Chapter 11 Ghost hits the wall
"Did I count wrongly?"
Jiang You continued to run down, now counting in his mind.
layer;
two floors;
three floors;
When he counted to the sixth floor, he looked at the stairs under his feet that were still extending downward, as if they were leading all the way to hell. His face was as pale as if the blood had been drained, and a cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
"Ghost hits the wall?"
He stared at the thick iron-like darkness in front of him and murmured.
But there was nothing I could do at this point, so I had to continue walking down.
Only this time, he walked slowly, holding the Victory Evil Sword across his chest, guarding his surroundings, as if something was going to rush out from every corner in the darkness at any time.
The stairwell was quiet, with only the sound of crisp footsteps echoing in it.
After walking for a while, Jiang You suddenly looked at his shoes. He was wearing a pair of black sneakers, "My footsteps are so loud?"
He was confused and walked slowly.
At this time, he stepped down again.
"clatter!"
The footsteps sounded again!
Jiang You's eyes widened. It was unbelievable. These were definitely not my footsteps!
He tentatively walked down a few more steps, and the sound appeared again. This time he heard it clearly. The sound came from downstairs!
The wounds on Jiang You's body continued to ooze blood. The longer it took, the worse it would be for him. Jiang You hesitated and continued walking downstairs. The crisp footsteps became louder and louder, as if someone was following Jiang You downstairs. action, go up.
Jiang You's palms were stained red with blood, and the hand holding the sword hilt was wet and slippery. He tore off a rag from his shirt and tied the Shengxie Sword in his hand.
When the footsteps were four or five meters away from him, Jiang You stared and saw nothing.
"Can't you see?"
Continuing forward, when the voice was still one or two meters away from him, Jiang You fiercely drew his sword forward, slashing the air with his long sword!
"No? No way, the voice clearly came from the front!"
Jiang You suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The magical power he relied on most failed, and it actually failed at this moment!
The strange thing seemed to be disturbed, footsteps sounded quickly, and it was about to hit Jiang You head-on.
Jiang You was so shocked that he had no time to turn around and quickly backed away!
He was so anxious to retreat that he stumbled and lost his center of gravity. He knocked his head on the steps and felt a heat on his head. A stream of blood flowed from his forehead and entered his eyes. His eyes were sore and swollen, but he did not dare to blink and held on. His eyes widened. The footsteps had stopped. He raised his head, and his eyes were covered with blood.
In front of him, a pair of red embroidered shoes appeared!
Jiang You's breathing stagnated, his heart stopped for a beat in fright, his hands and feet were cold. He looked up along the embroidered shoes. Standing in front of him was a lady wearing a Tang Dynasty palace dress. Her hands were drooping, and her hands were black and blue. , with sharp black nails glowing with light, a livid face, and a high bun on his head. I smelled the earthy smell of grave soil in my nose, as if a lady had just crawled out of the tomb!
Fortunately, Jiang You had tied the sword to his hand before and didn't let go when he fell. Now he struck out with the sword without hesitation!
The bun on the lady's head suddenly spread out and wrapped around the sword like a living thing. The blood on the sword sizzled. Jiang You turned his wrist and cut off the hair. He raised his leg and kicked the lady in the abdomen, knocking her down. Kicked down the steps hard.
He quickly stood up and saw the lady lying in the corner, her head tilted to one side unnaturally.
"solved?"
The lady's hair sprouted out in large quantities from the back of her head, divided into two strands, and stuck to the ground to support her body. There was a large amount of hair flying behind her, and it rushed toward Jiang You.
When Jiang You saw it, he suddenly felt like he was dead. He picked up his sword and ran behind him. He didn't take two steps before he heard rustling behind him. When he looked back, he saw that everything he saw was covered with hair, and the hair had filled the entire stairwell. , will engulf his body.
Jiang You bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and pushed his hair back slightly.
After repeating this several times, the blood on the tip of his tongue was no longer enough, and Jiang You also felt light-headed for a while.
At this time, he spurted blood again and forced his hair back slightly. When he looked up, he found that he had unknowingly returned to the sixth floor!
He hit the wall and ran out!
Before he could be overjoyed, his hair began to grow up again. Jiang You suddenly had a flash of inspiration and ran to the room where the warrior was being driven.
There were constant banging sounds from the iron door, and from time to time the low roars of the warriors inside could be heard. The iron door had been twisted and deformed by the beating.
Jiang You used the Shengxie Sword as a stick and started hitting the lock. The warrior inside heard the noise outside and hit harder.
When hair rushed in from the elevator entrance, Jiang You smashed the lock with all his strength while looking back in horror.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry up! Damn it, why is the quality of this door so good?"
Jiang You said the same sentence twice tonight, but the situation was completely different. The iron gate that saved his life before was now like an insurmountable gap, coldly shutting out Jiang You's hope of survival!
The hair has crawled to Jiang You's feet, and the door lock has been twisted by his smashing. When the last sword hit, snap!
The door lock shattered and fell!
The hair rushes forward!
Jiang You quickly turned sideways!
"boom!"
Dust rose and the floor shook!
The iron door suddenly opened, and the warrior's eyes were scarlet. Like a sharp arrow, he shot out violently. As soon as he walked out, it was pierced into the dense hair.
Suddenly there was a gap inside. Jiang You was dizzy after being hit by the iron door. When he saw the samurai rushing out, he quickly ran towards the door. The samurai's ring-headed sword slashed left and right, cutting off all the hair around him. When he saw Jiang You's figure, he was about to catch up. As soon as he raised his legs, he found that his hair had been wrapped around his ankles. With a sudden pull, he pulled him back, and the hair on both sides suddenly became thicker. The vacancy gathered towards the middle, and soon the warrior's figure was submerged in the black hair that was half like the ocean tide.
Jiang You was already sore all over and his face was as white as paper. He could barely close the broken door and observe the situation outside through the gap.
You can see the waves made of hair rolling constantly, and the roars of the warriors can be heard from time to time. It seems that this warrior is no match for the long-haired lady. Even if it has long physical strength, it may not be able to cut off the hair and walk in front of the lady!
At this time, Jiang You had lost too much blood and was exhausted. He no longer had the strength to climb down from the window sill. The appearance of the samurai did not solve the fundamental problem, but only delayed his death. He must do something now. !
He glanced around the room, looking for something he could use. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
The movements of the hair outside the door became smaller and smaller, and then gradually subsided, and began to think about the iron door creeping up, but just one push, the iron door opened!
A ignited gas tank flew out of the room, and the cloth strip blocking the valve burned violently!
"boom!!!"
The explosion was deafening, the surrounding glass was directly shattered by the sound waves, and the entire floor was covered in dust!
After Jiang You threw the gas can, he hid behind the sofa in the living room, and his eardrums stung from the shock!