Just when Gu Jingxuan and the others were immersed in the joy of wine and meat, a lonely but slightly excited woman was silently walking on the way home.

The girl's slightly cold face was tinged with imperceptible nervousness and excitement, and she was holding a large bag of miscellaneous items in her hands.

After the girl walked to the residence, a little security guard respectfully walked over and looked at the cold woman and nodded and said hello: "Miss Bingling, you are back, are you tired of holding so many things?" Can I help you get it back? ”

The woman was Bing Ling who went home alone, and Bing Ling showed an expression that looked like a smile and said, "No need, I can do it myself." ”

Bing Ling has been praying for tonight's actions all the way: I don't know if these things will help me gain more power, I have said that I must become a Follower, and I must make them pay with my own hands.

At this time, Bing Ning's expression gradually became hideous, looking a little chilling, and no one knew what she was thinking in her heart, God gave her a Su Lian, but it may not make her happy, when she saw Gu Jingxuan's terrifying power, it completely stimulated the desire in her heart to the maximum.

Bing Ling closed the door and locked it so that no one could disturb her.

Bing Ling locked the door and took a deep breath, and moved the dining table out of the dining room alone, making room for the largest space.

Bing Ling then opened the plastic bag and took out all the mysterious items she had prepared and placed them on the floor of the restaurant.

The contents of the plastic bag were all things that couldn't be touched by eight poles, and there was a bottle that looked like ink. A thick brush, dozens of sizes larger than Hakuba's. An ancient book with some strange symbols. There was also a small incense burner, a few candles. Finally who are a few pictures of mysterious men and a couple of rag dolls.

Bing Ling took out all the things, counted them to see if there was anything missing, and ran to the kitchen to get a knife and an empty bowl.

The Ice Lime Table is drawn under the table that has been moved away from the table with a few mysterious shallow white lines.

Bing Ling walked to the side of the white line, lit the candle first, and then placed the candle in the four directions of southeast, north, west and northwest according to the distribution of the white line.

These white lines were drawn by Bing Ning in order to accurately determine the direction and measure, because they were drawn under the table to avoid Su Lian, who came over occasionally, this is a secret that Bing Ning buried in his heart, and no one can stop it, but now Bing Ling has implemented all this in advance.

Bing Ling set up the candles, took the empty bowl again, and poured the ink-like thing into the empty bowl, but the black liquid smelled very strange and a little fishy, but Bing Ling didn't care at all at this time.

Bing Ling poured all the liquid into the bowl, picked up the thick brush and dipped the black liquid again, and then picked up the strange book with his other hand and read it.

Once again, Bing Ling familiarized herself with the patterns in the book, and began to walk to the center of the candle, picked up a brush and drew a large circle, and then drew a dense circle of symbols on the edge of the circle.

Then Bing Ling drew a big six-pointed star in the center of the circle, and after the six-pointed star was drawn, Bing Ling picked up the knife again, and without hesitation, he slashed it in his palm.

Bing Ling watched the blood flow out, and there was no trace of pain in his eyes, but a burst of joy and excitement.

Bing Ling squatted down slightly, and slapped the center of the six-pointed star, Bing Ling took the palm away, and left a bright red bloody handprint in the center of the six-pointed star.

Bing Ling didn't stop the bleeding first, but picked up the three ugly-looking rag dolls, and dotted a little bit of her own blood on the eyebrows of each doll, and the bright red blood-stained parts set off the dolls even more weirdly.

Bing Ling arranged the dolls around the bloody handprints in a triangular pattern, picked up the incense burner, grabbed a handful of incense ashes and sprinkled them on the three dolls, and then pasted three photos of men with different identities on the dolls' bodies.

All the preparations were made, and the pale cheeks of Bing Lemon against the faint candlelight looked very strange and cold, and even Bing Lemon's smile could not give people a sense of relief.

Bing Ling didn't stop the wound on his hand, but clenched his fist and dripped a drop of blood on a line of writing in the ancient book.

Miraculously, this drop of blood did not penetrate directly into the infusion like the blood on the center of the baby's eyebrows, but rolled to the first character of the text on this page as if it were dripping on an iron plate.

After seeing that the blood stopped moving, Bing Ling began to close his eyes and muttered some words that no one could understand, and what was unexpected was that with Bing Ming's reading, the blood began to move slowly, and what was even more unexpected was that every word that was rolled by blood became extremely dark and began to emit faint black smoke.

The more Bing Ling read it, the more he felt that his body was about to be emptied, and his brain was sweating, and just when Bing Ling was about to collapse, Bing Ling finally read all the words on this page completely.

As the text was read, I don't know whether Bing Ling raised his voice an octave because of relief or excitement, and opened his eyes and shouted the last sentence Chinese: "In the name of my blood, pay the price of blood, and call you back to this world again......"

Just as Bing Ling was about to finish, a cold wind suddenly blew behind her, blowing Bing Ling trembling, Bing Ling endured the discomfort of her body and finally shouted out three names: "Yin Lang, Zhong Guohao, K ......"

Bing Ning suddenly felt the cold wind behind him blow like a whirlwind, blowing her hair flying.

Bing Ling tugged at her hair and saw that the candlelight in front of her suddenly became larger, as if fueling combustion, and became very violent, and the candlelight changed from dark yellow to dark blue.

The most surprising thing is that the three dolls with the photos suddenly stand up, and the flame of the candle is like a flamethrower, and the tongue of fire is sprayed all at the three standing dolls.

The doll was ignited in an instant, turning into a large flame that lit up the whole room, but what was even more strange was that the fire burned for only a few seconds before it suddenly dimmed, and the light of the candle returned to normal, and the whole room changed back to the eerie darkness it had before.

But the most terrifying thing is that three tall figures of men appeared in the place where the three dolls stood in the center of the six-pointed star just now.

The appearance of these three people is exactly the same as Yin Lang in the photo, Zhong Guohao and Lao K, but these three people all have their heads bowed with a dead face, and they don't know whether they are set off by candlelight or they look extremely red like that, as if they have just come out of the blood tank.

"Hahaha...... You're finally standing in front of me again, I've waited too long for this moment, I've used too many scheming......" The excitement in Bing Lemon's heart was overflowing, but at the same time, she didn't forget what to do next.

Bing Ning picked up the incense burner next to him and threw it directly towards the chandelier on the roof, and at the same time that the chandelier cover was broken, an iron box was installed at the lamp tube that had been replaced, and the iron box was touched and immediately sprayed out several steel wires, and the steel wires went straight to the three "people" who had just been summoned, and tightly bound them in place.

Bing Ling looked at the three people in front of him still with the same appearance and expression as when they first appeared, but they did not relax.

Bing Ning grabbed the knife in his hand and walked towards the three people, and when he walked to the three people, Bing Ling held the knife and whispered the words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and today I will ...... it with my own hands"

"Huh...... I didn't expect to see you again. Before Bing Ling could make a move, Zhong Guohao, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head, stared at his hideous face and shouted with great excitement.

Bing Ling was taken aback by the sudden change, and subconsciously raised the knife and stabbed Zhong Guohao.

But now Zhong Guohao is not what it used to be, and he easily broke free from the shackles of the steel wire at a very fast speed, and grabbed the knife that Bing Ling stabbed over.

Bing Ling roared angrily and shook the knife in his hand violently, but the knife that Zhong Guohao grabbed was like being stuck in a rock crevice, and no matter how hard Bing Ling tried, he couldn't hurt Zhong Guohao in the slightest.

Zhong Guohao showed an extremely weird and terrifying smile on his face, and then slapped Bing Ling on his chest, and this force directly knocked Bing Ling away.

Bing Ling slammed into the security door and knocked the security door out.

Bing Ling lives in a large apartment, there are only two households in a unit, but because it is a high-end residence, few people can generally afford it, and there is no one at the opposite door of Bing Ning, and it is impossible for anyone to be frightened and run out to help the soldiers twist it at this time.

Although Bing Ling is a spirit inheritor, her current cultivation can only allow her not to faint immediately after receiving such a heavy blow.

Bing Ning's consciousness had begun to become blurred, and the bones in his body seemed to be broken, so he could only tilt his head slightly and see Zhong Guohao and the three of them walking towards him through his gradually blurred eyes.

Bing Ning's impatience made her completely stand on the edge of the cliff of life, unable to make any resistance at all, and sometimes the change of things is so unacceptable, maybe she will be defeated in the last trembling.

Bing Ling did not close his eyes to accept fate, but still stared at the three people who came over with misty eyes.

To Bingling's surprise, a person walked directly over himself who fell in the corridor and walked downstairs.

Zhong Guohao is followed by a person, and he doesn't have to think about it to be an old K.

Zhong Guohao was still wearing a straight suit at this time, but his body was glowing with a faint red light, which was full of demonic light.

Zhong Guohao walked to Bing Ning's side, pulled his trousers, squatted in front of Bing Ning, touched Bing Ning's cheek and said mockingly: "You really haven't changed, that wolf-like look still exists, I don't know what you resurrected us for, but I just want to tell you that everything you thought has been in vain, I know that you have always hated me, if I don't kill you, I won't kill you now, is the last two words you want to hear now is thank you?" Haha......"

Zhong Guohao laughed and disappeared in front of Bing Ming, who also lost all consciousness and fainted.

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