All the way up the stairs, no one dared to look back.
I heard a man from the other group shouting with his head in his arms: "Look behind me, look behind me" "Damn kid, don't say anything," the man roared angrily and continued to walk quickly.
Steve's ex-girlfriend in the same group couldn't help but wonder: "What did you see?"
But the other end didn't know that so many things could arouse people's interest and shouted: "There are so many good things that my parents like."
The child's mother yelled: "Stop being annoying, if you don't shut up, I will beat you."
The steward holding the scepter suddenly appeared on the steps in front, with a smile that was incompatible with the gloomy environment at this time: "Don't you want to take a look?"
No matter what, just keep going up.
This guy appeared in front again, still with a flattering smile on his face: "You really don't want to?"
"I don't want to," the young and energetic Steve yelled at him and continued to go up.
He was tall and his legs were long, and he went up three steps at a time.
It's pretty simple, as long as you don't go back up.
Cheng Qianxun found that the light and color around him were wrong.
It seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, and the colors became more and more gorgeous, just like the dazzling light emanating from the pile of jewelry and gold around Mamen.
But everyone still didn't look back.
They only heard the children's voices of admiration.
The light, like countless diamonds, gems and gold, gradually faded away, and the surroundings were dim again, as if the stairs had not yet seen any turning.
At this time, everyone was also a little tired, and their pace was much slower than before.
Panting slightly, they continued to climb up one step at a time with their aching legs.
On the right, a brand-name bag appeared out of nowhere.
It had such an exaggerated color and excellent workmanship that even Cheng Qianxun, who didn't know about bags, knew it was worth a lot of money at a glance.
Feeling something strange, Cheng Qianxun looked sideways and found that Zhang Ruoshan's steps were slower and her eyes were moving around.
If your eyes follow the bag, your head will follow. . .
Cheng Qianxun immediately grabbed Zhang Ruoshan and cursed in a low voice: "What are you looking at?
Do you want to die?"
Zhang Ruoshan immediately turned her half-turned head around and continued walking while whispering: "This is a Hermès bag.
If you want to buy it, you have to reserve it.
You can't get it until half a year.
I've been thinking about it for a long time."
"You don't care what kind of bag it is.
This is all an illusion.
Even if it is real, are you willing to die for a bag?"
Cheng Qianxun scolded as a reminder.
To be honest, women are really willing to die for a bag.
Zhang Ruoshan smiled bitterly: "I know, look, V's global limited edition football bag.
Oh my god, even if you have money, you may not be able to get it from collectors."
"Stop looking."
Cheng Qianxun couldn't stand these people who love bags: "If you have to look, just close your eyes.
I'll pull you away."
Another group of blond women headed by Regel also slowed down, because next to her appeared a set of exquisite evening gowns erected on a special human body hanger.
It was unclear whether it was Versace or Brada.
"Let's go quickly."
Regel stretched out his hand to pull, but he didn't hold on.
He only hesitated for a moment and continued to climb up without stopping.
"I'll just take a look and don't look back."
The tall beauty stopped with her eyes shining, looking at the luxurious evening dress in front of her that seemed to be tailor-made for her.
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The white human-shaped clothes hanger actually has a matching beautiful giant diamond necklace around its neck.
Any woman wearing an outfit and gesture like this would be enough to strut her stuff on a Hollywood red carpet.
At this time, a salesperson-like person wearing a suit and a skirt appeared in the next frame of the dress, a somewhat boring suit.
She had her hair tied up on the back of her head, looking a little arrogant and smiling.
Just like how salespersons of high-end luxury brands treat first-time customers: "This lady has really good taste.
This noble evening dress is exactly..."
The tall beauty was attracted and listened obsessively as she began to introduce how this dress was rich in various high-end elements.
Of course, the price of this evening dress is also sky-high in the world.
About half of the people may not make enough money in their lifetime.
I can buy such a piece, not to mention the matching giant diamond necklace that looks like stars looming over the moon.
The speed of Cheng Qianxun's group was slower than that of Regel's group.
As they passed by, Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but take a picture of this completely attracted woman: "Let's go now."
But the woman didn't follow, and Cheng Qianxun didn't dare to look back.
This woman was basically finished.
In the group that was almost running, the man held his head in his hands and kept looking at the beautiful woman who was being immersed in the glory of luxury goods step by step.
"So, this guest, do you want to try it?
You will be the focus of all eyes by wearing this most gorgeous dress tailor-made for you."
The salesperson asked tentatively.
At this time, all the women nodded, and of course the beauty did the same.
She nodded to this bright evening dress that was so beautiful and sparkling that it was dreamy.
The salesperson smiled and said in the softest voice, just like the soft voice after the other party has swiped his card to pay: "This most beautiful dress is already yours.
Now please come to my place and try it on.
Please follow I'll come" At this time, the beauty had already forgotten where she was, and turned around to face the salesperson standing next to her, ready to try on clothes.
The moment she turned around, she saw the smile of the salesperson standing next to her changed into a ferocious smile, and on the steps going down behind her, the original darkness turned into blood, and countless humanoid souls were suffering in this blood.
The silent cry and struggle.
And she seemed to change her position all of a sudden, as if she was standing sideways on the stairs, with a long parallel staircase in front of her.
She tried to turn around, but was shocked to find that she could no longer move.
At this time, the salesperson walked up to her, looked her up and down, held her hands together, and said with satisfaction, "It fits very well, it's so beautiful."
She stretched out a hand, made a crisp sound with a wrong finger, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared next to her.
But when the salesperson turned the full-length mirror to face her, the beauty was horrified to see that in the mirror was a doll that looked very much like herself, wearing the gorgeous dress that fascinated her, and the hundreds of colorful beads around its neck.
Small diamonds and a luxurious necklace with a huge diamond of ten carats. . .
No, that doll with a smooth surface that looked like carved wood or made of plastic was really herself.
She had become a model wearing clothes, a doll that could not move.
When my fear reached the extreme, I heard the sound of the child's head from above: "Look, she has turned into a wooden person."
No matter how gorgeous the clothes on her body were at this time, Mammen had said that she could not look back, but she did.
Just for the sake of myself in these mirrors, I am indeed very beautiful.
I have never been so beautiful.
Even my face becomes more and more beautiful as the surface becomes smoother.
But no matter how beautiful it is, it can't cover up the extreme fear in this doll's eyes.
Will she always be like this in the future?
When regret arises, the face and arms of the doll in the mirror outside the gorgeous clothes seem to gradually turn yellow. . .
Those young faces that she was proud of were weathering and decaying rapidly, but she wanted to scream but couldn't.
She watched helplessly as her smooth epidermis peeled off in the midst of her beauty, revealing her blood-red, plastic-like flesh, which turned black in patches.
Fall down
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