Mo Yi shook the motionless door panel with his cold hands. As he moved, a torn pain came from the tiger's mouth, which invaded his heart with a scorching heat, but it still could not dispel the chill that oozed out of the bones.

It was like falling into a turbulent ice river in the cold winter, cold and numb, heavy ice water pulled his limbs and dragged him tightly into the cold and dark abyss.

——"Click".

The sound of untied belt buckles came clearly from behind him, and the awls pierced straight into the brain through the eardrums.

The cold air had a sticky and fishy smell of blood and rotten smell. As Mo Yi's rapid breathing slipped like the respiratory tract, it stinged his chest like millions of small ice needles, making his brain clear.

Mo Yi realized that the door panel in front of him could not be opened, so he decisively gave up the continued shaking behavior and turned around suddenly.

The light of the flashlight shook with his movements, throwing the dark and floating light into the darkness behind him, illuminating the nightmare scene in front of him-

There were still several of the two ties on the beds that had not been released, and the two bloody corpses were waiting quietly.

A huge, stiff and twisted smile slowly appeared on the two symmetrical faces, and the pale and deformed lips pulled to the ears. The turbid eyes stared at Mo Yi's figure, slowly oozing out a shocking malice.

The dark and rich blood mixed with internal organ fragments slid down the cold bed post of the iron bed, and the smell of fishy blood became more and more intense, making people almost disgusting.

Mo Yi gritted his teeth, the blood on his face completely disappeared, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the front, and then rushed towards the opposite direction of the door.

Just as he crossed the pool of blood on the ground, a clearer "click" sound came from behind him-

Then the sound of the belt shattering sounded in the darkness, accompanied by the sharp and harsh "squeak" sound of the iron bed on the ground, all of which showed...

The bondage has been untied.

Mo Yi's breathing became rapid. He ran in the opposite direction with all his strength. The miserable green and dirty curtains hung blocked his eyes, blocking his sight and behavior like overlapping barriers.

While reaching out to pull away the curtain blocking his eyes, he rushed forward. The iron hook rope above the curtain made a harsh scream like a dying sound, and it poured into his ears with the whistling wind, tightly swaying Mo Yi's throat like a thin thread.

Behind me is the sound of footsteps that follow, clear and heavy, and every step hits the heart heavily, bringing a physiological tremor.

The smell of blood is even stronger.

Mo Yi raised his gaze while running, and his eyes touched the wall beside him, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Dark red blood began to seep from the ceiling, slowly slid down the wall, leaving traces of snake-like winding on the pale and mottled wall. Blood began to seep out of the whole house, and the wriggling malicious intention spread along the blood and penetrated into every pore in a sliver.

Mo Yi's breathing was unstable, but his eyes, which were extremely dark, were amazingly bright, staring at the point ahead.

He ran, pulling open the curtains side by side, the blood stains on them were deeper and dirtyer, wrapping him up like endless mud, as if he was a swamp that could never end.

Mo Yi's breathing became more and more rapid, and excessive exercise caused soreness all over his body. The lack of oxygen caused dizziness to flash in front of his eyes. Fine cold sweat spread across his forehead, slid down his tight eyebrows, and then dripped into his collar.

However, the sound of footsteps behind them was getting closer and closer, and the distance between them was shortening inch.

Mo Yi clearly realized that the situation was bad.

At this moment, when my arm, which was stiff due to excessive force, opened a curtain in front of me that was covered with blood and could not see its original state, my eyes suddenly became clear!

There is a door there!

There was a slight light outside the half-open door, weak but clear, as if hope was waving at him!

But a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in Mo Yi's heart, as if a lightning bolt slashed into his skull, illuminating the thoughts in his brain with a pale light-

From the beginning, all his actions seemed to be under the control of this room.

Step by step, luring him towards his established destiny inch by inch.

And he was like a marionette who could not control his actions, and was pulled by unstoppable inertia, slowly sliding towards the bottomless abyss of darkness-

Mo Yi's whole body was cold, as if he fell into an ice cave.

His muscles were stiff, and the white light that had just symbolized hope in front of him was now like a death-hunting whisper, holding his heart tightly.

Suddenly, an idea rose from the depths of his chaotic thoughts, and buzzed deep in his mind like a bell, almost making him dizzy:

——"Going is staying, and life is death."

Mo Yi took a deep breath as he tried to go out, then stopped suddenly and stood there.

The heavy footsteps behind him slowly approached, rubbing against the ground, making a turbid and dragging sound, piercing into the eardrum without any obstacles.

The heart was pounding uncontrollably, and hot sweat slashed across the cold cheeks, leaving a burning feeling on the skin.

The feeling of anxiety was tightly clutching Mo Yi's internal organs, like melted iron condensed and turned cold in his abdomen, and then fell down heavily. The sense of crisis that was born stimulated his nerve endings like a needle, forcing and urging him-

Run! Run!

Mo Yi gritted his teeth, closed his eyes hard, and tried his best to resist the desire to run away from the light not far away.

He summoned a prop and held the cold and smooth glass beads in the palm of his hand in case of emergency.

The sound of the beating of the heart and the rapid and fiery breathing mixed into a chaotic sound, occupying all his thoughts.

The footsteps behind him were approaching, and a cold echo was knocked in the empty room, dragging and heavy, with a strong smell of blood.

The salty and fishy rust smell slowly spread in the mouth and merged with the bloody smell in the nose, making it almost difficult for Mo Yi to tell whether his tongue tasted the blood.

The footsteps are approaching.

Mo Yi's fingers subconsciously tightened, and the neatly trimmed nails were deeply embedded in the sweaty palms. The cold glass beads hurt the palms of their hands. The sharp pain came like a tsunami, tearing his tense nerves-

At this moment, the footsteps stopped.

The whole room was filled with empty dead silence, as if the invisible sound of wind was circling, and the silence was so cold that it made people feel uneasy.

Mo Yi slowly opened his eyes.

There was a cold flash in front of him, almost causing him to subconsciously turn his face.

He paused, and his violent heartbeat finally calmed down a lot. He turned his head again and looked at his front--

No doors, no roads, no lights.

The cold light of the flashlight illuminated the front of him, and there was an empty wall, and a familiar iron bed one step away from him.

The mottled and rusty steel bed column reflects cold light, and is covered with shocking scratches and dull blood, which makes people feel scared.

Above the iron bed were scattered with restraint belts and wires, all of which were open as if waiting for something.

The iron bed was so close to Mo Yi that as long as he took a few steps forward, he would fall on the bed where the electric shock was performed.

A layer of cold sweat broke out behind Mo Yi, and the wound that was pinched out of his palm was so painful.

——This is exactly the iron bed he saw when he first entered the door.

He now seemed to know how the two dead players were tied to the healing bed.

Mo Yi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and a chill came, and he slowly looked behind him.

A terrifying picture suddenly jumped into his sight - the walls were covered with dark red blood, dyeing the dirty and discolored wall a strange picture.

It was a huge butterfly.

The bloated and ugly figure is composed of thick blood. On the twisted huge wings are unsightly and deformed eyes, looking down at Mo Yi in the center of the room from top to bottom.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, suppressed the extremely uncomfortable feeling that surged in his heart, and then looked away.

He moved the flashlight in his hand and shone it to other parts of the room.

This room is not as big as he saw just now.

There were several iron frames with dirty dark green curtains hanging upside down on the ground. The spotted curtains were pitifully slapped on the ground full of semi-solidified blood, and they were dyed even more invisible to see their original appearance.

The two iron beds with corpses lying on them were still placed where they were just seen. On them were two lifeless corpses. The dead gray eyes in their eyes were staring at the ceiling without any consciousness. The turbid and dark blood flowed down, exuding an unignorable strange aura.

The binding belts on it are tied firmly, without any trace of separation.

From Mo Yi's perspective, the iron bed where these two corpses are located is located in front of the wings of the huge butterfly covering the room, which is exactly on the pattern on the wings that are similar to the eyes. They together form a very strange picture, and even if they just look at it, it makes people feel uneasy.

Mo Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, and he wiped the sweat beads on his cheeks with his wrist holding the flashlight, and then walked out the door.

He carefully walked through a messy ground and the two iron beds with corpses lying on them, and reached out to the door handle.

——It still can't be twisted.

Mo Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

What's going on?

Before he could calm down and think about it carefully, he felt a powerful force attacking from his side, pushing him down fiercely!

After a spontaneous twist, something cold and hard was hit underneath. The biting pain came along the nerves, making Mo Yi groan.

But he did not fall to the ground.

Instead, he fell on the familiar iron bed with bloody smell and heavy terror—
Chapter completed!