69 terminals of hell
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Walking through an underground passageway lined with peristaltic arteries, Xin Junmao nervously observed his surroundings carefully. But in this lonely, closed underground world, the sound of his breath, which he tried to suppress, was especially noticeable.
Xin Junmao didn’t dare to stop. I had a feeling that as long as I stood still, I might be attacked by some evil beast lurking in the darkness. This feeling of panic forced him to continue moving forward. Of course, I didn't actually have the courage to walk through this desolate place. Please stay in this world for a long time.
“A mysterious group of people are ing?” Xin Junmao thought to himself. It was not known whether these people came underground to explore or investigate. The thought of missing out on meeting them made me feel sick like germs. Madness even breeds.
As they sniffed the underground holes, they occasionally heard the voices of mean, ugly underground creatures such as maggots, rats, and frogs. The wind was strong, the humidity was everywhere, and I felt a raw sensation in the soles of my feet. cold
Maybe he was too nervous, or maybe the hallucinations he saw with his "eyes" evoked sounds that didn't exist in this world. Traces of underground rat crawling gradually disappeared and were replaced by lower-level rats. plain
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