Huang Xie Wen let out a lion-like roar, which shook everyone's eardrums.

The roar seemed to wake Lao Dao and Wicker from their dreams, and they rushed up and grabbed one of Huang Xiewen's arms and pinned him to the ground.

A cold light came out, and Zhang Yi's bone knife stabbed it without hesitation, and at this time, the old man rushed over and blocked Huang Xiewen's chest with his body.

The bone knife stopped a centimeter in front of the old man's chest, and a white arc of electricity lingered on the tip of the knife, making a crackling sound.

"Quickly dodge, he is no longer human, and if there is a corpse change later, Maple Forest Town will be ruined" Zhang Yi roared angrily and pushed the old man aside.

The crazy Huang Xie Wen was like a zombie in an American blockbuster, twisting a few times and roaring to break free, but at this moment Zhang Yi's knife had already pierced his chest.

"Ahh

A heart-rending roar, and then with a wave of his hand, the wicker and the old road were lifted and slammed on the ground two meters away, making a dull sound.

The bone knife completely sank into Huang Xie Wen's chest, only revealing the handle of the knife wrapped around the rope, and the arc of electricity from the knife gradually swam from the knife like earthworms all over his body, making a crackling sound.

The roar was louder than the other, the voice was angry, it was desolate, as if it wanted to curse the injustice of everything in front of him with this roar.

Huang Xiewen, who had not withstood the injury of the bone knife, struggled less and less, and his shouting became weaker and weaker, and finally slowly sat down against the wall.

"Oh my God, he's mutating." Wicker covered her mouth and screamed in horror.

Everyone looked over, and saw that Huang Xie Wen, who was sitting on the ground, instantly began to swell like a balloon, turning purple, and his limbs and face were undergoing crazy changes.

In less than a moment, his face, which had been decadent but somewhat handsome, was swollen like a basin, two eyeballs bulged outward, and his lips were so large that they turned outward, and his tongue crowded out of the fat lips and stretched out the tip of his tongue.

The changes in his stomach were even more striking, like a pregnant woman about to give birth, her limbs were thickened with the expansion of her belly, and what was even more terrifying was his complexion, which had turned into a dark green with a net.

In just a few seconds, Huang Xie Wen's body quickly changed from the appearance of a normal person to a corpse, a corpse of a giant who had been dead for a long time. The giant corpse lay there silently on its back, and there was a violent stench emanating from its surface.

The wicker was the closest, and he was frightened by the sudden change, and then he was quickly retched by the strong rancid smell. The mental and physical torture made Wicker's face immediately pale, and he insisted on moving his trembling body outward, he only had one thought, that is, the farther away from the corpse of the giant, the better.

After all, Lao Dao is a person who has seen the world, although he is a little frightened, but the ups and downs on his face are still not big. And the most injured was Huang Xiewen's grandfather, who fainted directly after letting out a "cluck" after seeing all this.

Everyone rushed over and helped the old man to sit down against the wall in the ventilation outside the door, and then kept touching his chest with their hands. After a while, the old man let out a long breath and slowly regained consciousness.

"Whoosh"

A voice whistled past his ears, and Zhang Yi looked up to see an iron chain flying in from outside the door, flying above Huang Xiewen's corpse and winding around a few times.

Suddenly, the light flashed, and there was an extra soul in the circle at some point, and this soul was the soul of Huang Xie Wen lying on the ground.

Huang Xie Wen's soul drooped his head, his face was as white as paper, and the hair on his body kept falling with water, falling to the ground and making a ticking sound.

At the moment, he was floating in the air like a kite, and the one flying the kite was the onicha who floated in from the window.

Lao Dao and Wicker saw Huang Xie Wen's soul suspended in the air almost at the same time, and Wicker pointed to the soul and said to Zhang Yi timidly: "Brother Yi, have you seen it?"

Zhang Yi nodded.

The ghost cha stopped in front of Zhang Yi, and he said in a faint tone: "The task is complete, this is the soul I am looking for, and then your task needs to be completed by yourself." ”

I couldn't see the ghostly face under the hat, but I could imagine his pride at this time through the tone of his voice.

Zhang Yi sneered, and then looked at the ghost with a disdainful look.

"Hmph, you completed the task, you didn't do anything from beginning to end, you just sit back and enjoy it."

The ghost didn't pay attention to Zhang Yi, as soon as he withdrew his hand, the chain was immediately dragged back to him, and Huang Xiewen, who was entangled in the chain, followed the chain and dragged it to him.

Zhang Yi immediately walked over and blocked the ghost. "Don't forget the agreement between us, I'll help you handle this matter, and you'll answer me one more question."

The ghost didn't move, and suddenly his body trembled and said in a deep voice: "It's late, it seems that I can't go either"

"Ah, water"

Zhang Yi looked down and couldn't help but be surprised, the floor of the room didn't know when it had been covered by a vast ocean.

The water is up to the neck of the feet, and it's growing at a rapid rate. But the strange thing is that the water only slowly rises in this room, and does not overflow anywhere outside the room, like forming a transparent glass container, deliberately trapping several of them in it.

"Run out," Lao Dao knew that it was not normal when he saw such a strange phenomenon, and he shouted as he took the lead and rushed out the door.

But as soon as he reached the door, the water formed a huge wave that tore the old path back.

Lao Dao was swept into the water by the sudden huge wave and staggered up from the water, his whole body was soaked with water, he kept coughing, and water kept flowing out of his nostrils.

When the water reached the position in front of the chest, it seemed to fall, and when everyone was about to take a long breath, a large whirlpool appeared on the surface of the water, and this whirlpool turned rapidly, as if it wanted to suck everything around it into it, swallowing everything around it.

"Hurry up and grab the security window," Zhang Yi shouted at the wicker.

Wicker is the thinnest, he is almost swept into this whirlpool, when Zhang Yi shouted, he reacted and immediately grabbed the security window, and at this time his whole body has been floating horizontally on the water, like a lone sail on the sea under the storm that has been hit by huge waves.

Lao Dao pulled the anti-theft window with one hand and took out a piece of rune paper from his arms with the other, but before he could cast the spell, the rune paper suddenly burned in his hand. Lao Dao was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the rune paper in his hand, he frowned and muttered: "The person who came is not good, it seems that Poor Dao is going to explain here today." ”

Zhang Yi stood in the water against the wall, although his body swayed violently from side to side, but he was not sucked away by the whirlpool, but the ghost in front of him was as if he was frozen, holding his shoulders and standing motionless in the water, a bit of the silence before the battle of the heroes in martial arts.

Suddenly, the whirlpool was slowly shrinking, and some long black hair slowly appeared from the middle of the whirlpool, and then countless hairs slowly floated up in the whirlpool.

As countless hairs floated from the whirlpool, a head slowly emerged from the whirlpool.

The head with a room full of floating black hair slowly rose, and in a short time the whole head was exposed to the water, and then the whole body was completely on the water.

Her hair was long and scattered into the water, and her entire face and body were almost covered in the black hair, and only a rough human figure could be seen.

"You've finally appeared," Zhang Yi said boldly.

She didn't speak, just a shrill voice coming out of the gap in his hair, and her voice seemed to be singing, a tune a bit like that of an ancient woman playing a lutea on a painting boat.