"I'm right, it's just a scarecrow. ”

The other party chuckled in Yan Ming's ear, wantonly laughing at Yan Ming's timidity.

He urged, "So, what are you hesitating about?"

"Let's do it!"

"Cut off this scarecrow's head!"

Yan Ming replied viciously: "No! never!"

This is definitely not a scarecrow, this must be a living person!

If you want to make his hands stained with blood, and if he wants to make his heart collapse by killing innocent people, Yan Ming has only one answer, impossible!

"Hehe, do you think you can stop doing it if you don't want to?" he looked at Yan Ming, who still couldn't recognize the situation clearly, and showed a mocking smile, "Come on, look into my eyes again." ”

Attracted by his demagogic words, Yan Ming subconsciously looked at him, and sure enough, he fell into that state of ignorance again.

"Behold, the man before thee is not a living man at all. ”

"yes, this isn't a living person at all, it's just a scarecrow. Yan Ming, whose eyes were glazed, echoed and nodded.

"However, how can a living person become a scarecrow?" He seemed to be asking someone else, and as if he was talking to himself, his eyes were still blank, holding the dagger in his right hand, leaning forward, slowly pressing the scarecrow's neck, and muttering in his mouth, "It's just cutting the scarecrow's neck, it's nothing, I'm not afraid at all." ”

As the force pressed on the dagger became stronger and stronger, I saw a piece of warm blood spilling out, the scarecrow's head rolling to the side, and a bright red blooming in front of Yan Ming's eyes.

"It's weird, do scarecrows bleed......"

Yan Ming looked at the scarecrow indifferently, took a black plastic garbage bag from the man's hand, put the scarecrow's head in it, and then tied the bag tightly with a white strip of cloth.

He looked at Yan Ming's slow and methodical appearance, and a gentle smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Well done." ”

Yan Ming indifferently carried the black garbage bag containing the scarecrow's head, raised his feet and walked forward slowly, and then casually threw the black garbage bag into the garbage pile on the side as if he had thrown away useless garbage.

Bang!

Yan Ming was excited, and his eyes suddenly returned to clarity.

When I looked down, my left hand was covered with bloodstains, and my right hand was covered with a bloody dagger, and my feet were ...... The tightly tied black plastic garbage bag outlined the outline of the adult woman's head, and the blood seeped into the dark red floor tiles, condensing into a black ......

The dagger in Yan Ming's hand fell to the ground.

Looking at his blood-stained right hand, a panicked expression appeared on Yan Ming's face, I, kill her?!

Behind him, there was the sound of a man's arrogant laughter.

…………

Yan Ming returned to reality.

He felt like his head was filled with lead, groggy, and when he flickered, he felt like a bucket of paste was bobbing back and forth in his head, making himself even more dizzy.

Wang Xin leaned over with concern and handed over a bowl of water: "Come, drink some water first." ”

From Yan Ming's tired and guarded look, he knew that he shouldn't ask too many questions at this time.

So he just silently watched Yan Ming drink the water in one gulp, and then stayed on the bed in silence, motionless.

"Leave me alone for a while. ”

Yan Ming seemed to have lost all his spirit, and said listlessly.

Wang Xin nodded, expressed his understanding, and after checking the isolation circle he had laid again, he exited the room and closed the door, leaving Yan Ming alone in his room and enjoying the rare time alone.

From beginning to end, Wang Xin didn't say where Ji An went, and Yan Ming tacitly didn't ask.

When Wang Xin left, Yan Ming frowned, but what he was thinking about was ......

"Murder...... What the hell is it like?"

Yan Ming pondered, but no matter how he thought about it, he really couldn't remember the situation at that time.

…………

Ji An strode forward.

He walked so fast that the corners of his clothes were blown by the wind.

And then, it really looked like he was going to fly.

Suddenly, a pair of pale and bloodless human hands appeared behind Ji An, gently pressed on his shoulders, and lifted him off the ground.

Ji An turned her head expressionlessly.

The owner of the miserable white hand also has a miserable white face, a different dress from ordinary people, a different temperament from ordinary people, and a different name for Ji An than ordinary people.

"Young master. ”

Ji An nodded at him, "Everything I want is ready?"

The miserable white-faced man replied quickly and respectfully, "Time is in a hurry, and I am not fully prepared, but what you asked for for the first time has been prepared." ”

"Where?"

"In front. ”

"Take me with you!"

"Yes, young master. ”

Time was pressing, and Ji An didn't have the heart to correct his title.

Soon, Ji An followed him to an uninhabited valley outside the Sanno Castle, where an open circular clearing had been cleared in the middle of the valley that was originally overgrown with weeds, and a huge diamond-shaped array was placed in the open space with unknown stones of black and white colors.

Ji An stood aside and watched him move.

He first put a piece of emerald jade pendant with half a corner missing in the east corner of the array, and then stood in the central circle, and placed the blood red jade pendant protruding from one corner in the west corner of the array.

As the two jade pendants were in place, the entire diamond-shaped giant array lit up slightly, and it was fleeting.

After that, he took off a drop of Ji An's fingertip blood and placed it in the center of the formation.

"Young master, close your eyes and lie down. ”

Ji An acted as she said.

The sleepiness was rising, the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, and there seemed to be countless hands caressing Ji An's whole body, as if there was a gray mist wrapping Ji An's breath.

After waiting quietly for more than ten seconds, Ji An's eyes went dark and he fell into a state of deep sleep.

And the owner of the miserable white hand began to cast the spell.

When Ji An opened his eyes again, he came to a darkness that was too thick to dissolve.

There is no light source, and it is not even possible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

But Ji An was not afraid.

There was a hint of determination in his eyes, and in the face of the extreme darkness, he did not hesitate to stride towards the deepest part of the darkness!

In the dark space, Ji An kept moving forward, and there was a dead silence around her, and after walking for a long time, the surrounding scenery still did not change at all.

But Ji An was not afraid at all.

In such an environment, it is easy for ordinary people to lose themselves, and even if they persist, they can easily become something like the walking dead.

Ji An is not.

He knew very well what he had come here for such a journey.

He knew better what exactly he wanted today.

It's a place to invade the guy who only pulled Yan Ming into a dream!

It's to warn those guys who only have the protagonist in their eyes how miserable it is to ignore the villain!

I encircled a piece of land in the dream.,I just want to play with the protagonist.,I'm telling you today.,No way!

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