Chatper 1680 (1/2)

"Meow, what bastard is so ignorant of pity and pity! Damn, the dream is so rubbish!" Xia Qi was so furious that she could scold anything.

But the moment her body hit the iron gate, the scene changed again, and turned into a black corridor, all the way forward, it seemed that there was no end in sight.

Another hand emerged from behind, and that hand kept pushing her.

"Fuck, what are you going to do! I don't know if my mother doesn't like to be passive? Even in a dream, I can't bully my mother like this!" Xia Qi didn't know why, but she was extremely irritable in this dream.

She couldn't push that hand away, so she could only let him push herself all the way to the front.

Finally, she stopped at a door with a small glass window. The hand behind her grabbed her hair and pressed her face against the glass window. She frowned in pain, and when she was about to curse, she heard voices from inside.

The tiny call was a groan and a plea for help, and one could hear the helplessness and despair of that person, as if she was about to die.

"Xia Qi, Lan Bai, Fei Fei, Du Long, Qin Ning, Mr. Mu..."

Suddenly, Xia Qi heard the voice clearly.

Yes, they are calling them.

It's thirteen!

Xia Qi no longer cared about the hand behind her. She leaned on the glass window and looked inside. The first thing she saw was blood on the ground, piece by piece, like a sea of ​​blood. Thirteen was lying there, curled up, twitching non-stop, his once cold and bright face could not see any brilliance now.