Seeing the skull flickering with a faint light, the surroundings began to become eerie.

The ghost's whistling is strange, like a cry, but there is always some joy in it.

Hao Haoxuan frowned tightly, buried the lower plate low, and then threw out a sharp soul blade slash. The slash was once again blocked by the ghost when he passed by the skull, but this time Hao Haoxuan's entire energy was on the skull, and he naturally saw the clue of the skull.

"It's useless, we don't really exist, and even if you find this skull, you're doomed to failure."

Hao Haoxuan pursed the corners of his mouth, and said with an extremely serious expression: "How do you know if you don't try?" ”

Since normal slashes don't work, what about slashes that add the power of the stars?

If that doesn't work, what about a slash with demonic power?

The demon essence frantically surged towards Hao Haoxuan's face at this moment, and delicate lines appeared on his face in a blink of an eye, with roses and irises patterns, and willow leaves as embellishments, but now the willow leaves bloomed no longer with a bright green, but a dark red full of killing aura.

Originally, the willow leaf pattern only played a role in harmonizing the ability of the two flowers and plants, but now it is the lines of the two flowers and plants that are dotted with dark red willow leaves.

This kind of change makes Hao Haoxuan not know whether to be happy or worried.

The irises, which represent their own power, seem so insignificant today! And the rose, which represented the demonic energy, was also eclipsed by the power of the willow leaves.

"A very beautiful soul, a very unique soul, and that kind of energy full of lines surrounds you, we really don't know how to hunt you yet, but if you want to touch our realm, it is just as extravagant."

Another voice that had been lost for a long time appeared in Hao Haoxuan's mind, and then a figure appeared in front of Hao Haoxuan's eyes, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be the guy who didn't go to rescue him just now.

Looking at the name on the badge again, Hao Haoxuan remembered, isn't this the security guard who let him in in the morning - Zhang San?

The corners of Zhang San's mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, looking at the lip shape... Uncle, oh?

What does that mean...

"We are gods!"

I didn't have time to think, just heard the voice of the wolf spirit ringing in my ears, and thick hair grew on Zhang San's hands, and it turned into a pair of wolf paws in a breath.

At the same time, Elizabeth, who had not been seen for a long time, also appeared in the ruins, and the skull flew to Elizabeth's hand the moment she appeared.

"It stinks..."

"Elizabeth... What you want to say is..."Hao Haoxuan didn't say anything more after he finished speaking, those two people were asking for help, and their mouths were all to save me!

Elizabeth, who has always wanted to put Hao Haoxuan to death, why should she ask herself for help now?

Hao Haoxuan swung in the direction of the skull in a puzzled way.

It's one thing to want to know the answer, it's another thing to know the answer, for more people not to be tortured by Qianjue, for greater kindness, Hao Haoxuan feels that the truth or something is no longer so necessary.

He had already killed many people in Xihong City, and as for these hosts in front of him, Hao Haoxuan thought that he didn't need extra pity!

I'm sorry, I can't save you.

The slash contaminated with demonic aura surged towards Elizabeth, and then used the remaining strength of the oblique slash to the side, Hao Haoxuan disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, the sword was already stained with a wisp of blood. First Literary Network

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Zhang San, who was possessed by the wolf spirit, looked at everything that happened in front of him in horror, and a strange feeling came from his body, he didn't know what was going on, but he felt that his current self was a little different.

Seeing the wolf fur on his hands begin to fade, endless fear lingered in Zhang San's mind, and death was like an abyss at his humble and weak soul at this moment!

He felt that his nose was a little itchy, so he subconsciously scratched it, but before he could make any movement of his hand, a stream of blood bloomed from the top of his head, covering the tip of his nose.

Are you going to die?

This is the last message transmitted in Zhang San's chaotic neurons...

Then an untidy crack appeared on the face of his head, then the tip of his nose, until a small crack appeared all over his face, and he was still alive.

But the crack didn't mean to stop, he looked at Hao Haoxuan who was flying up and down in front of him and fighting against Elizabeth, the fear in his heart was even greater, he no longer paid attention to himself, that is, he was no longer worried about his existence.

I'm going to die!

A heart-rending pain was transmitted to Zhang San's mind, and not a single neuron on him was full of fear now!

"Hey, hey, hey... Please, and I'll save your life! ”

Who wants to die? As long as they live, who wants their life to die?

As a security guard, Zhang San doesn't want to be like that, he still has a lot of wishes that have not been fulfilled, such as smoking, drinking, playing mahjong, gambling and drugs, and then not giving money, and doing some exciting things that he has not done.

Of course, there is an old mother to raise, he is not married yet, and he still wants to start a family...

The damaged brain can't come up with an idea at all, in the chaotic world, Zhang San wants to agree to the command full of temptation, he wants to ask the issuer of the order to give him another chance, but his language function is damaged!

In his eagerness, he went to death.

The marquee appears in the soul, as if to summarize what he has done in this life, or is it in...

After a long time, he finally felt a great emptiness.

In a daze, his consciousness sank into his sleep.

"Hey! Wake up! Mortal! ”

A command-like voice appeared in his mind, and Zhang San, who came to his senses again, looked at his whole body strangely, there was no trace of injury at all, and he could feel that the high school student had locked his vigilance on his body again, how powerful that aura was...

Zhang San swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"The lamb raised you back, I mean, we raised you back! Kill him now for us! ”

Zhang San's consciousness gradually recovered, and his hands became furry again, and he could feel the most primitive desire, which was the urge to cut off the neck of the high school student in front of him!

He trembled uncontrollably, looking at Elizabeth's pale face in front of him, the guy was holding a crossbow arrow in his hand, the crossbow arrow was fired very frequently, but it couldn't hit the high school student's body anyway, almost in an instant, Zhang San had an idea in his heart.

He rushed to the front, and couldn't help but open his bloody mouth, and his mouth was torn open as he grew up, he didn't know what he looked like now, but it must be a monster with a hideous face!

He was resurrected, but now this life is no longer his own, and this life has undergone some subtle changes...