Chapter 139: Racing (1/2)
Chapter 139: Racing
Jiu Er only attacked twice and easily pierced a hole in the wall
At a glance, she noticed that it wasn’t the typical hole on the wall
Rather, it showed signs of punctured “paper”
The moment Jiu Er stared at the hole, she suddenly felt a trance
After a brief period of absent-mindedness, only darkness remained in the corridor However, it wasn’t coht co the TV screen drilled through
The sea of blood, previously poured out of the door crack and subh, had disappeared at some point
“…What the hell?”
Jiu Er looked back at the door that was pouring out blood
But she was stunned for the next moment
Because she finally sahat it was-
Yes, it was indeed a door painted on the wall
The blood that gushed out was also painted on the door!
But it seeli stares would result in the disguise being hidden
The picture frames on both sides of the corridor were also drawn; the bloodstains on the ground were also drawn
Even the ts of lights were drawn too
This was not a narrow corridor but a space for papers!
Jiu Er’s first reaction was to look at his fingers When he first went out, he had touched the blood on the ground to check on the blood temperature
At that time, she should have left some bloodstains on her hands At the very least, there should be so in the end
On the contrary, there were traces of red paint on her pants
Undoubtedly, all that had happened was nothing but an illusion
After the three ho they saas an illusion
With raffitis, it put Jiu Er into an extremely real illusion
She could even feel the warmth of blood!
She indeed felt and used the door handle Moreover, she felt the blood pouring from the door crack and even the textile sensation of the wall
It wasn’t until she had doubts in her heart that she touched it again Only then, she verified that it was but a piece of paper
But the problem was if these were all fakes, illusions, and special effects, did everything ceases to exist?
The huht?
Where did those three people go?
Jiu Er looked at the way she caic Pen Airlfriend”
“—Master Ah pitch)”
“—Master, you are the master I’m deeply impressed Please do me a few favors”
“—Master Amos, do you have any plans to work in the cousting”
Finally, when no one was around, Jiu Er couldn’t help but complain, “Are there no admin and moderator?”
Nonsense! How could that be?
Seeing this, Annan couldn’t help but retort, “I’m the super moderator here!”
It’s just a pity this super ht about it, then closed his e, there was nothing worthy of Annan’s special attention
Jiu Er did not turn back but broke through the “wallpaper” and escaped