Qin Nuo muttered to himself, then closed his eyes and put his eyeballs into his mouth.
With a gulp, he swallowed it.
A warm current came from my abdomen.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Nuo felt a slight burning pain in his right arm.
Countless black threads covered his right arm, gathering at one spot. The skin there was torn, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out...
A blood-red eyeball rolled out from under the torn skin.
The third bloody eye!
The corpse spots were covered like maggots on the tarsal bones, and the terrifying ghostly aura seemed to be highly corrosive. The tabletop quickly rotted and cracked, and sawdust fell off.
Qin Nuo looked at his right arm and couldn't help muttering, "It looks pretty strong now."
The Blood Eye Ghost made a comfortable sound: "Comfortable, the familiar feeling is coming back little by little."
Qin Nuo smiled and asked, "Do you think you can do it now?"
"If you meet the stitched ghost again, you'll know." The blood-eyed ghost's tone was rarely full of confidence.
"I hope you're not bragging, that guy is outside right now."
Qin Nuo smiled. In fact, as they were one and the same, he could somewhat feel the strength of the Blood-Eyed Ghost.
After putting away the black box, Qin Nuo stood up and walked out the door.
Back in the restaurant on the second floor, there were still many customers coming and going.
Qin Nuo hid all his blood eyes and blended into the group of ghosts quietly.
But he was still discovered by a figure by the window, and a sinister voice came: "Mouse, I should have told you that you shouldn't appear in the restaurant on the second floor again, right?"
"My appetite was gone all of a sudden."
“Come here!”
The Stitcher's cold voice echoed in the restaurant, carrying an irresistible tone of command.
The ghosts at the same table leaned back in their chairs, their eyes full of teasing.
Qin Nuo stopped and was silent for a moment, then walked towards the dining table outside the window...
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