Chapter 557

Unlike the previous corpses, this one had died in a much more miserable manner. The previous corpses had large chunks of flesh dug out from their chests, but this one was twisted and turned like a fried dough twist. The bones were probably completely dislocated and broken.

Even Su Bai, who had killed quite a number of people and could barely be considered as an executioner, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he saw this state of death. What did this bro do that caused him to be treated so differently?

Su Bai was different from Tyrant. After Tyrant entered this world, he seemed to have a great interest in corpses, so he checked every single one of them. On the other hand, Su Bai was unwilling to carefully examine a corpse that had died in such a miserable state in such a dark place. Therefore, he took a few steps back and was about to leave, but his back touched a layer of transparent membrane.

He turned around and stretched out his hands. An invisible membrane really appeared, blocking Su Bai's hands.

Then, Su Bai felt that his feet began to become softer. It was like the asphalt concrete on the asphalt road becoming extremely soft in the summer. The situation gradually began to become more and more obvious, because Su Bai's legs had directly sunk into the soft black soil.

Su Bai spread his hands flat, intending to increase the surface area of his body to lift himself out. However, when Su Bai's palms touched the ground, a suction force came, and his palms sank directly into the black soil.

This time, there was no other way. Both his hands and legs had sunk into the black soil, and there was no pressure point for him to withstand the force. This made Su Bai very aggrieved. In the end, when even his head was about to be submerged, Su Bai had no choice but to take a deep breath in advance.

His whole body was sticky, and it was a feeling of despair that he was about to be buried alive. For ordinary people, the feeling of being buried alive was enough to make them break down. Su Bai didn't break down, but he wasn't much better either. For a moment, many thoughts emerged in his mind, but before Su Bai could sort out a specific idea, his feet suddenly became empty, and then his lower body sank, followed by his whole body falling.

The ground was actually filled with thick blood, like a stream, but the flow of the blood was obviously faster than the stream. At the same time, there was a layer of interlayer about two meters high between the blood stream and the black soil.

Looking up, Su Bai found that the black soil was actually not suspended in the air. Below the black soil, there was a layer that looked like a human's blood network, bright red and hot. It was these things that grew like fungi, and then the black soil was suspended.

Although the blood under his feet exuded a strong stench, like spoiled food that had been left there for god knows how many years, the feeling of surviving a disaster still made Su Bai suddenly feel that his brain was suddenly lacking of oxygen.

"Hum!"

The blood was not very deep, only about half a meter, but it was such a shallow blood that suddenly appeared a whirlpool, and then a tentacle directly pierced over, and the target was very clear, it was Su Bai's chest.

This tentacle came too fast, like a bullet. Not to mention that Su Bai had some strength after surviving a disaster, even if he was in peak condition, he probably wouldn't be able to dodge it.

"Puff!"

Su Bai's chest was directly pierced by the tentacle, and his whole body was lifted up.

It hurts, it hurts …

This kind of pain was heart-wrenching because it was really tearing his heart and lungs apart. Su Bai almost fainted, but his survival instinct still forced him to continue to stay awake.

The tentacle pierced through Su Bai's chest, but Su Bai didn't die. This was felt by the tentacle, and then … it seemed that the tentacle was also very strange. Why didn't its target die?

With Su Bai's physique, being pierced like this would certainly cause great damage, but if he wanted to die directly like an ordinary person, then it would be underestimating Su Bai's Vampire physique.

But what followed was not good. It seemed that to further confirm whether Su Bai was dead or not, the tentacle began to shake up and down. Su Bai was smashed into the blood sea for a while, and then he was smashed into the black soil. Like the lace of a rattle, he kept rolling on the ground.

"F * ck …"

Su Bai could only make such a syllable, and then his head was smashed into the blood, and then he was lifted up again. His body fell on the black soil, but there should be barbs on the tentacle. After piercing Su Bai's chest, it hooked Su Bai's body, making it impossible for Su Bai to break free. Under such a violent impact and tossing, Su Bai also couldn't break free.

However, Vampires were not immortal existences. Su Bai's Vampire level was actually not very high, and he had not reached the level of a real high-level Vampire. So under such continuous damage, Su Bai felt that his body's activity was rapidly diminishing. Hunger had already attacked his whole body. He was really going to die, because at this time, he did not have any Blood Beads to devour to recover. Passively enduring the damage, Su Bai could not hold on for long.

Finally, Su Bai's gaze fell on the blood. The blood exuded a strong stench. For a Vampire like Su Bai, it was completely disgusting. It was not food at all, but in this situation, Su Bai had no other choice.

When he was smashed into the blood again by the tentacle, Su Bai opened his mouth and began to swallow the blood.

He was thrown up and down again and again, and swallowed frantically again and again.

Su Bai did not know if drinking the blood here would have any effect, but at least … he was still alive. Yes, he was not dead yet.

However, being thrown around like this, Su Bai felt that the bones in his body could not withstand it, and many places had already fractured.

You just want me to die, then I'll die …

Su Bai let out a roar in his chest, and his body began to transform into the state of a Vampire. His heart stopped beating, and his vitality completely disappeared. Then, he became motionless.

The tentacle, at this moment, stopped its previous crazy movements.

It seemed that for this tentacle, the death of this target was something that made it heave a sigh of relief. Then, Su Bai was hung like this, and began to move with the tentacle.

This feeling was no different from a street parade, except that there was a lack of audience. However, the audience soon came.

The tentacle dragged Su Bai to a corner of the stream, where there was a relatively empty stone platform. Then, the tentacle swung, and Su Bai was thrown heavily on the stone platform. Su Bai was still motionless, but he was lying face down, and the wound had begun to heal slowly.

The tentacle retracted into the blood. From this angle, it did not look like an animal's tentacle, but more like a plant's root.

At this time, the sound of suona suddenly came from around him. It was very festive, as if they were preparing to welcome a bride. To be honest, this kind of suona sound, Su Bai had only heard it when he was very young. In the past ten years, he really had not heard it again.

A man in red silk clothes rode a horse slowly, surrounded by many people. Among the crowd, there were seven or eight people playing the suona. It was very harsh, but it also had a rhythm. However, these people's faces were frighteningly pale, and their cheeks were too red. It reminded Su Bai of the paper dolls he saw in the second story world. They were almost another copy of the paper dolls.

The horse that the man in red was riding on was carried forward by a few paper dolls. It wasn't walking on its own, because the horse was completely made of paper and bamboo. It wasn't a real horse.

As for the man on the horse, he appeared to be more lively than the people playing the suona and carrying the horse. He was not a paper doll, but he did not seem to be human either. Because his face was completely blurred flesh. There was no skin on his face, and the two eyeballs shrunk in the flesh. They suddenly protruded and then disappeared, looking very strange. The clothes on his body were festive red, but it could be seen that they were very old. Moreover, they were pieced together here and there to form a festive posture.

This was a very strange team. Their appearance caused the temperature in the area to drop rapidly.

A few people playing the suona came over and helped Su Bai up, or more accurately, lifted him up. Su Bai did not resist. At this time, Su Bai was still in the recovery stage, but his eyes were slightly opened. He did not completely close his eyes and pretend to be dead. Of course, this kind of slight opening was more like the state of a dead person.

A few people carried Su Bai in front of the man on the horse. The man began to happily shake the horse. His joy was overflowing. Although he did not have a face, his emotions were more intense.

Then, the man waved his hand. A few people carried Su Bai closer to the man. The man began to touch Su Bai's face, as if he was looking at a piece of clothing.

Yes, a piece of clothing.

Su Bai watched as the man kept touching his face. At the same time, he was calculating his recovered injuries and his remaining strength. He wondered if he could still kill everything in front of him after turning into a zombie. However, Su Bai did not know the depth of this man, so he did not act rashly for the time being.

The man touched Su Bai's face, and his mood seemed to be getting lower and lower. His low mood directly affected the mood of the people playing the suona around him. In the end, the sound of the suona became so low that it was almost like a whimper.

In the end, the man waved his hand at Su Bai, signaling his subordinates to move Su Bai away. That "face" of disdain was very clearly expressed.

Su Bai's chest could not help but rise and fall slightly at this time,

He actually …

Disdain …

Am I ugly?