Chapter 200

Sophora trees, this kind of tree, everyone knows, this is a tree with a very bad meaning.

Especially these in front of us, it is obviously not an ordinary locust tree. The pure black color is simply writing the word "ominous" on itself, for fear that others don't know that there is a problem here.

The only thing that makes people feel a little comforted is that these locust trees are not full of heads or broken corpses.

The weird and bloody scene in the legend did not appear. I just don't know if this is just a calm on the surface, and the real great terror is still brewing.

"These trees have been infected by evil forces. That's why they have turned this color. It is certain that there is definitely a very scary guy hiding in this area." Xiao Hei's solemn voice sounded in everyone's heart at this moment.

The black and red shadow under Mo Fan's feet kept twisting and twitching, as if it was stained with blood. I don't know when it stretched and extended wildly, reaching the nearest locust tree.

Raised a black ghost claw thinner than a piece of paper, gently touched the trunk, and felt the power contained in it.

"As expected, let's go in and take a look. I'm getting more and more curious about what's inside." Mo Fan said, hugging Meng Meng tightly, holding the little girl in his arms, and leading the beasts to go deeper into the woods.

The moment they stepped into the locust tree forest, a cold wind blew from nowhere. The leaves around them rustled.

But in this atmosphere and environment, the sound really sounded a bit eerie.

What made people even more uneasy was the wind. It was very cold, penetrating through clothes, invading the skin, and drilling straight into people's bones.

Meng Meng shrank back in Mo Fan's arms, not because she was afraid, but simply because she felt a little cold.

Mo Fan also tightened his collar, and then signaled to the shadow magic mirror behind him, and the latter immediately understood.

With a swish, a dark gray hand stretched out from the blurry mirror and handed a pink and white small jacket to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan carefully put on the jacket for Meng Meng. While putting on his clothes, he said to the other beast masters without looking back: "They can't wait to start fighting right after they came in. They really can't hold their temper. They are really like children. You should be gentler in the future."

Before the beast masters could reply, another cold wind blew. And this time, there were also bursts of baby crying with the wind.

The sound seemed real and illusory, as if it was far away in the sky, but it seemed to be right in front of you, ringing in your ears. The feeling of being so close made people shudder and shudder.

The leaves swayed, and the dim light reflected a piece of blurred shadows. At this moment, the leaves and branches of the locust tree looked like huge and sinister ghost claws. They were constantly reaching out from the dark, waiting for an opportunity to grab everyone.

The surroundings were silent, which made the crying sound more abrupt and weird.

The crying became louder and more piercing. Gradually, I couldn't tell whether it was the cry of a baby or the scream of a tortured cat. It was sharp and piercing, and there was a feeling of being torn apart.

But it wasn't over yet. Tick-tock, Mo Fan, who had just put on Meng Meng's coat, suddenly felt something wet falling on his head.

He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and felt a cold, sticky and slippery feeling. When he put it in front of his eyes, he saw a bright red in his palm.

The pungent smell and stench hit him in the face. Anyone could understand what this bloody red liquid was. It was blood, smelly blood.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the tree above his head. And at this moment, Mo Fan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because in the dense branches above his head, he saw a face. Stiff and pale, dead and numb, without any expression that a normal person should have.

The most important thing is that Mo Fan, who has a unique vision, can tell at a glance that this is not a real human face. Because it is impossible for a living person to have such an expression.

What he saw was a face made of paper. The eyes made of ink were numb and lifeless. Although the face was pale, it was painted with extremely exaggerated and gorgeous makeup.

The pale skin color and the exaggerated makeup formed a strong color contrast. It made people feel extremely weird and uncomfortable. But it was hard to tell what was weird about it?

It was said that it was too late, and Mo Fan only looked at the pair of pure black eyes for a moment. After blinking uncontrollably, he looked up at the tree again. But the paper man had disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

Paper man? Mo Fan's eyes were deep, and he entered an absolutely rational state again, and began to analyze with super brain power.

The crying of the baby was still lingering in his ears. At this moment, it was already sharp to a peak.

Rather than saying thatIt was not crying, but pure screaming and shouting. It was as if he was suffering the most terrible torture in the world, and the listeners felt cold on their backs and numb on their scalps.

Mo Fan even found that his thinking was affected to a certain extent by this sharp cry.

Even if he entered an absolutely rational state, he could not avoid it. This was really amazing.

This showed that this cry, like the laughter of the demon mask Qianhuan, was not just scary, but could directly affect people's spirit.

Mo Fan had already used his brain power to the extreme. Based on his experience, he could judge that there was definitely not only one strange creature wandering around, but at least two.

The paper man he saw just now was one, and the crying of the baby was another. The real situation seemed to be much more complicated than he imagined.

Come to think of it, it was possible to scare Chu Tianhua, Chu Tianxing, and even so many king-level beasts crazy. This should not be something that only one evil spirit beast could do. It must be two, or even more, working together.

Mo Fan felt that he should have found the right direction. Just when he was about to continue thinking along the clues, he suddenly felt something wrong. How strange, how come Meng Meng in his arms suddenly became so light?

He lowered his head slightly and looked into his arms, and suddenly met a pair of numb and indifferent eyes.

There were no pupils, no light, no emotions, no temperature, only a rough black.

At some point, Meng Meng in Mo Fan's arms had disappeared, replaced by a paper man of her size.

The light weight and the soft and hard touch. And the exaggerated makeup all explained his identity.

The paper man had dull eyes, but a smile on his face. It was a weird smile, and the eyes were obviously lifeless, but Mo Fan just felt like he was being watched strongly.

He was looking at him and smiling. When? When exactly? How could he not notice it at all?

If it were an ordinary person, the cute little girl in his arms would suddenly turn into a stiff, lifeless paper man.

He would be so scared that he would scream, throw the paper man in his hand without saying a word, and run away.

This seemed to be what the other party wanted. Unfortunately, he met Mo Fan today. This pervert among perverts, a monster among monsters.

Mo Fan just stared at the paper man. At this moment, he was in an absolutely rational state, and his eyes seemed to be calmer and indifferent than the paper man.

Expression, well, Mo Fan had no expression at all, just a poker face. It looked even more abnormal than the stiff expression of the paper man.

After carefully looking at the paper figure from top to bottom, Mo Fan said calmly: "It's really ugly, much worse than my Meng Meng. You didn't even portray half of her cuteness. After I conquer you, I must let Meng Meng and Xiao Xiao teach you how to put on makeup and dress properly."

"Your makeup skills are really too bad. You don't call it makeup at all, it's clearly the whole palette, smeared on your face, it's so low, so lame."

Mo Fan commented on the paper figure. This is because he is in an absolutely rational state at the moment, abandoning all emotions. Otherwise, when he said this, his tone must be very disgusted.

And the more he talked, the stiffer the smile on the paper figure's face became. Obviously, it doesn't seem to have changed, but it gives people a feeling that this smile is about to break.

Think about it, just based on Mo Fan's reaction, anyone would be confused. This script is wrong! Screaming, running away? Fainting on the spot or calling mom? Why didn't he do any of these?

Not only that, but he himself was constantly complained about. No, is he that bad? He felt that his outfit was OK! Isn't that the average level of the paper man?

Wait, my mind was distracted. The point is not this, but the human in front of me. Why did he have such a calm reaction?

It can even be said that this is no longer a simple calm. To a certain extent, this is directly ignoring him.

Is it that the human in front of me has a problem with his brain and does not realize what an incomprehensible and terrifying existence he is, or has his ability to scare people regressed?

Or is it that the human beastmaster in front of me is really so courageous that it is unimaginable?

After finally suppressing the question marks on his head, the paper man turned his attention back to Mo Fan. Just when he wanted to do something fancy.

But at this moment, he was horrified to find that something was happening to Mo Fan.

His figure gradually became flat, and his appearance gradually became blurred. He was still the same person, but why did he giveThe paper man had a feeling of being unable to see clearly.

And the other colors on his body were slowly disappearing, turning into a dead dark gray. This change was sudden and happened very quickly.

It was as if Mo Fan had just blinked and Meng Meng disappeared. Now the paper man didn't even blink, and the human beastmaster who was holding him suddenly turned into another strange existence with a gray-black body and no one could see his appearance and figure.

That evil aura seemed to be even better than his. The other party's horror level seemed to be above him.

"Welcome to my mirror space. Let me introduce myself. My name is Youying, the 12th in the Dark Sky Group, known as the Grand Chamberlain."