Wang Chao, who was expected by Ling Qi and didn't know which key person in the world, silently put Zhu Jia's body on the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhu Jia died, maybe she didn't have to die, it was because she left the village early and went against the will of the apartment, so she died tragically in the wilderness.

But Wang Chao had a feeling that Zhu Jia was not killed by himself, and what he brought out of the village might already be a dead man and a corpse.

Maybe others think like this, and there will be an element of self-deception.

Wang Chao thought of the strange situation that in the early morning, Zhu Jia, who was so injured that he was helpless, suddenly healed from his injury.

His "Dream Finger" comes from the "Great Dream Heart Sutra", and it is indeed the same as the "future self" said, with the so-called ability to cover the heavens, and take the cursed Zhu Jia out of the village intact.

It's just that thirty miles after leaving the village, Zhu Jia's "injury" began to attack.

No, it was not the recurrence of the old injuries in the early morning, but according to the normal situation, the sum of all the injuries from dawn to the present after the accumulation of accumulation, returned to Zhu Jia.

According to the previous situation, if there was no inexplicable recovery at that time, even if Wang Chao helped to reconcile qi and blood, Zhu Jia was just an ordinary person after all, and the trauma he suffered was not an ordinary physical injury, Wang Chao knew very well that Zhu Jia would have died at all!

Death, for her at that time, was already a relief.

Now Zhu Jia's body began to stiffen, but the time of death should not be the time when he was helpless.

But it was Zhu Jia's unexpected recovery that strengthened Wang Chao's desperation to take her away.

It's better to gamble with a secret trick than to face that powerless situation again.

The result?

The shattering of a sweet dream was exchanged for an incomparably heavy pain, which was so deep that it set off a monstrous anger in the heart lake.

Looking at Zhu Jia's corpse, Wang Chao's mood was very complicated.

After doing so much, he couldn't get her out of that village after all!

"I'm not going to leave like this!"

Wang Chao stared at Zhu Jia's corpse and said silently.

Then he turned and walked towards the village below.

In fact, if he can walk along this mountain path to the end, this powerful and powerful national art master will find that this path is different from when he came, only half of it is left!

With his foot, in another half an hour at most, he will have no way out. The result he is about to face, no matter what his intentions are, still have to turn back!

Facing Wang Chao's solemn back, Zhu Jia's head tilted on the ground suddenly opened his eyes!

Rumble!!!

In the distance, a dragon-shaped wave of qi rolled in, bombarding Zhu Jia's corpse, her terrifying expression, accompanied by a violent explosion, turned into powder at the same time...

Just when Wang Chao, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, walked towards the ruined village like a demon king returning from hell, in the sunny world, in the small village that was still idyllic, a person trembled and found Ling Qi at the door of the village chief's house.

At this time, Meng Qi had already returned to the house, and Ling Qi was the only one at the door.

It is said that the impression he left on the residents is definitely not good, and if he is strong, he is strong, but he is careless of human life and very arrogant.

I don't know what this person thinks, he really rushed to the doctor.

After a while, Ling Qi looked at the bespectacled resident coldly, remembering that he seemed to be a college student, but he didn't know the specifics, he didn't care.

"You mean, last night, you saw the people you lived with your own eyes, one by one, died tragically. ”

"And you hid in the water tank in the corner of the house and stayed up until dawn, so you survived?"

Ling Qi's voice was calm, but for some reason, it gave people a sense of coldness and ruthlessness from above.

The occupant, who looked like a frightened bird, replied in a trembling voice:

"Really!

Ling Qi interrupted him with a wave of his hand, holding up two fingers.

"I have two questions for you. First, why are you still alive when everyone else is dead? Second, how do you know that I am different from the living dead you have seen!"

Ling Qi's question left the resident speechless, but in fact he could answer and quibble.

However, Ling Qi's attitude made him realize something, that is, this person didn't need an answer, he already had an answer in his heart.

So, the glasses boy's eyes flickered, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, ready to advance and retreat.

Seeing this, Ling Qi completely lost interest in him.

This is just a chess piece with ordinary luck, whether he is really "lucky" to live, or he is also resurrected from the dead and wants to pull himself into the game, he is not interested!

"Get out!"

Ling Qi coldly spit out this word, and the householder's face changed, as if he still wanted to plead.

Unexpectedly, Ling Qi kicked him over, kicking him a few meters away, and the glasses boy curled up on the ground for a while, unable to get up.

A few idle villagers around looked at this side in surprise, and several residents who were probing their brains in the distance retracted their necks in unison, and the one on the ground stared at Ling Qi with resentful eyes:

"How dare you do this to me, even if you don't believe me, you can't do this to me!"

"You'll regret it!"

The residents who were kicked away by Ling Qi actually dared to threaten them.

However, that look, that voice, are all creepy, and they are almost like two people who cringe before.

Meng Qi didn't know when he came to the door on the first floor, watching the scene outside the courtyard from afar, and his hand was hanging from the hilt of the long knife on his waist.

Ling Qi seemed to not feel the ferocious aura of abnormal fluctuations, sneered and walked to the side of the resident, raised his foot and stepped on it hard!

Kerra!

The householder's entire left hand, including the small half of his arm, was all turned into flesh and bones!

His eyes widened, staring at Ling Qi in disbelief, he didn't scream, he didn't know if he had forgotten, or if he didn't feel pain at all.

A few onlookers exclaimed, and the residents who lingered farther away were also in a commotion, and not everyone could accept this bloody scene calmly.

Meng Qi, who walked to the courtyard, frowned slightly, and he didn't know if he didn't like Ling Qi's approach, or if he sensed any threat, so he only held his weapon tighter.

"I told you to get out, you didn't understand?"

Ling Qi coldly looked at the young man with glasses who was staring at him with stunned and vicious eyes, and suddenly leaned down and said almost in his ear:

"Remember, I'll play with you when I want to. ”

Ling Qi, who has a fairy appearance and a graceful temperament, is doing such evil things and saying such bad things.

Not to mention that Meng Qi, who heard these words from afar, was stunned for a moment, and even the thing that didn't know if it was a person or a ghost was slightly stunned.

Ling Qi straightened up, didn't look at something that was gradually revealing fangs at his feet, raised a kick like kicking a ball, and kicked out the young man with glasses who seemed to be disabled on the surface, this time the person was thrown more than twenty meters away, until the whole body disappeared into a pile of weeds at the mouth of the alley with blood lines, and then disappeared completely.

The residents and villagers in the distance immediately shouted and surrounded them, but Ling Qi's expression was indifferent.

He didn't say a word about that, he wanted to play, so he played.

So no matter how perfect the other party's disguise is, even he can't tell whether he is dead or alive, whether he is the original or not, it doesn't matter.

He is reluctant to completely knock down the table, but there is no pressure to overturn a game within a game, or even a game within a game!

The bureau that Ling Qi fancies is the bureau of this world, the bureau of the apartment, not the bureau of this village, let alone the bureau of the village!

Take 10,000 steps back and say, Ling Qi is also a person with no lower limit. Even if you mistakenly kill a lucky householder, and the other party really escaped because of luck, or even there is no other factor behind the luck, just innocent, so what?

Meng Qi in the courtyard frowned and looked at the sky, I don't know if it was an illusion, just now for a moment, he felt that the clear sky was overcast for a second.

Just as Meng Qi walked behind Ling Qi and was about to ask something, Ling Qi suddenly preemptively said:

"If you want to leave alive, from now on, it's best to treat everyone except me as dead. ”

Ling Qi's words shocked Meng Qi's heart, he looked back at the tiled house of the village chief's house, and found that Robert was standing in the window on the second floor.

Looking at the past from this angle, I don't know if it's because of the light, this mysterious Western master, his face is gloomy and mysterious.

"What do you say... I disagree. ”

Meng Qi can treat anyone as if he were dead, but that doesn't include his friends. Unfortunately, Ximen Chuixue became Meng Qi's new friend in just a few days.

Of course, this is also because only Simon Blowing Snow is his best partner. Others, whether it was Ling Qi or Robert, Meng Qi could not have too much trust. As for the ordinary residents, Meng Qi took pity on them, but he couldn't really be naïve enough to think that he could save everyone.

Therefore, whether Ling Qi's words were true or some kind of warning, he couldn't agree with it, and at most he recognized more than half of it.

"Whatever you want. ”

Ling Qi didn't force it.

If it weren't for Meng Qi's strength being very considerable in this world, if it weren't for another "darling" who could be sure of his fate, he would be inexplicably hostile to him, and he wouldn't even remind this person.

Ling Qi shook his head, as if he had eyes behind his back, and turned back to Robert and smiled at the window on the second floor.

There was a certain overlap in his vision, on one side was a small farm yard in the sun, and on the other side, he saw a ghost building in the rain.

What can only be seen in the reflection can not be seen in one way.

Outside the village, on the hillside, a male ghost with a fluttering figure, holding a female ghost with heavy makeup in one hand and a pale imp in the other, stared at the ghost village under the mountain lightly, without revealing the slightest hideous that belonged to the evil ghost.

Even, even the female ghosts and the little ghosts are so calm and indifferent.

The male ghost touched the little ghost's head, and there was a faint flow of brilliance under the blue-gray skin, as if something sacred was being bred under the filthy body, like a green lotus with buds in the mud.

No matter how filthy it is, if the essence is brilliant, then the dust cannot hide its brilliant light.

Therefore, Ling Qi has always been very proud, and he doesn't regard himself as a mortal at all, this is not because he is reserved and arrogant, but because he is already an extraordinary person.