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Chapter 31: Regret and regret

Chapter 31: Regret and regret (Super Su Tugou literature, babies read with caution)

The voice was very pleasant to the ear, and its casual tone revealed a slight laziness as if it was shrouded in water vapor.

The voice is pleasant and extremely familiar...!

Xiao Xiangyang opened his mouth in disbelief. At that moment, he stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by thunder. The blood in his body rushed up, causing his eardrums to roar.

He didn't hear it wrong, this voice...

Xiao Xiangyang actually didn't dare to think about it any further.

Jiang Yu, Wei Ziming and Wei Wen also froze in their places, their eyes wide open with shock.

Huo Zheng, whose mind had begun to become confused, suddenly woke up for a moment after hearing this voice. His pupils shrank and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the door.

The aluminum alloy door was chopped down by the sickle, raising a cloud of dust that blurred the vision. The spider silk that was originally densely covered on it also broke into pieces and scattered everywhere.

After the dust settled, a figure that shouldn't have been there appeared in their sight.

The other person walked in from behind the door. He had a slender figure, and between his brows was the familiar sickness and paleness, but in his hand he held a sickle that was more than three meters long.

The blade of the sickle was still stained with glaring blood, and the long black handle, like a bloodthirsty evil spirit, emitted a faint dark red cold light.

Even when they heard the voice, Huo Zheng and the other five had almost confirmed the identity of the person who came. However, at this moment, when they actually saw the other person walking in, their hearts suddenly tightened, and then began to beat wildly uncontrollably.

The museum's atmosphere light strips are melodious and heavy, and the slightly flickering halo shines on the high dome of the hall, making the retro oil paintings painted on it even more intense.

The other person was standing under the oil painting with layers of light and shadow. His beautiful and delicate facial features were more striking to the eyes of several people than the colorful oil painting.

Liu Qingzhi, it's actually Liu Qingzhi!

Who could have thought that the Dark Night Butcher was actually Liu Qingzhi, whom they once thought was a waste and a burden!

Xiao Xiangyang slapped himself immediately to confirm that this was not an illusion or a dream. He uttered a sentence from the depths of his throat with great difficulty: "I... I am not imagining things, am I?"

But at this moment, no one could answer him.

Because the other four people were in a state of extreme confusion and disbelief.

Their eyes were fixed on Liu Qingzhi. Never before had their minds been so confused as they were now.

Their eyes were fixed on Liu Qingzhi. There had never been a moment like this for them, and their entire minds seemed to be severely disturbed by chaotic perceptions.

It was a critical moment where death could occur at any time, but they were unable to extricate themselves from the shock.

Facing the shocked gazes of several people, Liu Qingzhi first glanced at the monster zombie that he kicked away, and then glanced at Huo Zheng.

In the original body's memory, Huo Zheng, who had always been calm and composed, now had an abnormal blush on his face. The sweat on his forehead soaked his hair, and his angular face was also covered with sweat stains.