After taking off his clothes and getting into bed, he eagerly searched for Yingzi's figure.
As he touched it, he felt his hand touching a cold, icy body, and he withdrew it in fright.
"Yingzi, why are you so cold? Look how cold you are. Here, let your big brother warm you up."
"Big brother, you're so kind. Would you like me to eat you?" Yingzi's voice was a little hoarse.
"I'm willing, even if it means giving you my heart."
"laugh…………"
"puff…………"
A pair of sharp hands pierced his heart. Old Wu's eyes widened in terror as Yingzi manipulated his beating heart.
"Then I won't be polite. Your heart is so beautiful, so red, I love it." Yingzi sniffed it with a look of pure bliss.
"You...you're not human?"
As soon as Wu finished speaking, he collapsed onto the bed and couldn't get up.
Yingzi is not Yingzi; she is Pantene, a person who became the Snake Mother and gained mysterious powers.
In the dimly lit room, a terrifying scene is unfolding.
Pantene, the woman who seemed gentle during the day, now appeared as if possessed by a demon, her eyes bloodshot and her ferocious face twisted in a chilling way.
She opened her gaping maw and lunged at Boss Wu's chest, her fangs gleaming with a sinister light in the dim moonlight.
Wu Laoda stared in horror, trying to resist, but was instantly overwhelmed by Pan Ting's frenzied power.
Her sharp teeth, like pointed daggers, bit down hard on his chest. In that instant, Boss Wu let out a heart-wrenching scream, the sound echoing in the room as if trying to break free of the dark cage.
However, Pantene showed no pity whatsoever for the scream.
She clenched her teeth tightly into Wu Laoda's flesh, refusing to let go.
Blood gushed from the wound, staining her lips and chin red, dripping onto the ground and forming a shocking pool of blood.
Pantene licked the blood with a look of enjoyment on her face.
Wu Laoda's painful cries gradually weakened, and his body struggled helplessly beneath Pan Ting.
Pantene seemed to be in a state of frenzied obsession, chewing the flesh and blood in her mouth with all her might. The sound of her chewing was particularly clear in the silent room, "crunch crunch," each sound like a curse from hell.
The room reeked of blood, making one want to vomit.
Pantene's hair was disheveled and covered half her face, adding to the terrifying atmosphere. Her eyes revealed a crazed desire, as if she were enjoying this cruel moment.
Wu Laoda's face turned as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.
He never imagined that Yingzi, whom he once knew so well, would turn into such a terrifying demon.
His lips trembled as he tried to say something, but could only utter indistinct sobs.
As time went on, Pantene's chewing became more and more intense, as if she had completely lost her mind and fallen into an inescapable frenzy.
The air in the room seemed to freeze, leaving only the chilling chewing sounds and Wu Laoda's faint breathing.
His heart was beating weakly, and he didn't die immediately, which made him even more miserable.
Suddenly, Pan Ting stopped. She looked up, blood and bits of flesh still clinging to the corner of her mouth.
Her gaze swept across every corner of the room, as if searching for her next prey.
At this moment, Boss Wu was on the verge of death, his chest was covered in blood and flesh, and his life was rapidly slipping away from his body.
The room fell into a deathly silence, broken only by Pan Ting's heavy breathing and Wu Laoda's faint panting.
After a while, Pan Ting lowered her head again and continued her cruel chewing, as if she wanted to devour Boss Wu completely.
Wu Lao Er, hiding in the shadows, trembled with fear. He... he saw it. This was not his third brother's wife, Yingzi, at all, but a monster.
In this terrifying scene, time seemed to stretch on endlessly.
After an unknown amount of time, Pan Ting finally released her grip, and Boss Wu's body slumped to the ground like a rag doll. Pan Ting slowly stood up, her body covered in blood, like a demon returned from hell.
She staggered to the corner of the room and sat down quietly.
Her eyes became empty and lifeless, as if her soul had left her body.
The chilling chewing sounds still echoed in the room, becoming Wu Lao Er's nightmare.
In this deep and quiet old house, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. Pan Ting's voice seemed to come from the dark abyss, "I know you're hiding in the room, Second Brother, come out! I've found you, hehe! Stop hiding, come out now!" The voice was like a devil's whisper, cold and sharp, each word like a sharp dagger, pulling straight at Wu Lao Er's nerves and scalp.
Wu Lao Er huddled in the corner of the room, his body trembling uncontrollably.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his heartbeat was exceptionally clear in the silence, like the death knell about to toll.
Pantene's familiar yet unfamiliar voice echoed in the empty room, carrying a chilling penetrating power.
Wu Lao Er covered his mouth tightly, afraid that he might make the slightest sound.
His eyes stared in terror, his pupils dilated with extreme fear.
He tried to calm himself down, telling himself it was just a nightmare, but Pantene's increasingly close footsteps ruthlessly shattered his illusions.
Each step felt like it was pounding on his heart, making his breathing even more rapid.
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