The backbone of Liu Dayong's whole body was shattered at this moment, he held his breath and hummed quietly, "Jiang... Brother Jiang, now... Now what? ”

"Run~" Jiang Futing threw down a fireball and grabbed Liu Dayong and ran.

"Ahh Chen Dayong's loud voice, this voice howled, Huang Haojie and Ning Yuan had just arrived at the door, and they were knocked into the air and almost flew out of the immortal ascension.

The two of them saw something chasing behind them, turned around and ran.

After Jiang Futing's cushion, he used a little green lotus fire in his hand and threw it back, and wherever the fire went, the smell of burning fur and the tragic screams pounced on and attacked people.

The three of them rushed into an office, saw Jiang Futing running over, and slammed the door.

There was a squeak, the door was slammed, and the four of them breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly found something to block the door.

Only then did I look at the situation in the room, this is a studio, in the empty room, except for a few easels, a large number of paint buckets piled up in the corner, in the center of the pile, covered by a white cloth, I can't see what it is.

The slamming outside the door became quieter and quieter, and the eyes of several people fell on the white cloth on the floor of the studio, which looked like a work of art.

Several people were silent, Ning Yuan glanced at their expressions, and seeing that Brother Jiang was also staring, he pursed his lips, "Hey, you can't be afraid of this thing, right?" I'll tell you, this is at most a few human statues~"

Jiang Futing and the others didn't speak, and Ning Yuan saw that everyone didn't believe it, and as soon as his hand was fast, he pulled the white cloth.

“……”

Dusty, "cough~" He covered his mouth and coughed with choking, "You... You see, isn't this just a ......."

Ning Yuan choked, his brows furrowed and loosened, he looked at the stone statue, and then at the three people who retreated in unison, and stumbled, he stared at the human statue in front of him, and couldn't say it for a long time.

It was a conjoined statue of two figures standing back to back, with two heads, four arms, and four legs, wrapped in strips of white cloth all over its body, and only two black holes in its face, looking at them deeply.

It's bulging all over, a bit like an Egyptian mummy.

"Tsk, what kind of person can create such a monster? It's really creepy~" Chen Dayong stroked his arm with goosebumps.

Jiang Futing frowned slightly, and stepped forward, he looked at the statue, his eyes seemed to be a little suspicious.

"Brother Jiang, this ...... Isn't this statue right? Huang Haojie stared at Jiang Futing cautiously.

Jiang Futing stepped forward to check the paint in the corner of the wall, and then looked sideways at the statue, "This statue should be made of living people~"

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand and was about to touch the statue, but when he heard this, his hand was suddenly retracted, but he didn't expect to use too much force and hit Chen Dayong.

Chen Dayong staggered under his feet and hit the statue man with his elbow.

With a bang, a black bead fell from the statue man's hand and rolled to the ground. This series of things happened without anyone reacting.

Ning Yuan came back to his senses and saw that everyone was looking at him, he raised his chin and said with an unhappy face: "What are you looking at?" I... I didn't mean to do it just now~"

"Hey, what kind of beads are these?" Chen Dayong picked it up, leaned into the firelight, and when he saw it clearly, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

It's a black eyeball.

As soon as he shook his hand, there was a thumping sound from his eyes on the ground, and he hit the glass and bounced out of the window.

Seeing this happen in front of everyone's eyes, Jiang Futing looked at the window with a gloomy expression, and always felt that something seemed wrong, a little ......

"You... Look at the statue, look at ......" Huang Haojie's voice trembled, attracting Ning Yuan and Huang Haojie to look, only to see that the originally quiet statue moved, moved, slowly raised his arm, and groped the other eyeball in his hand into the eye socket.

The black eyes turned, facing a few people in the studio, Ning Yuan jumped busy, and immediately hid behind Jiang Futing, Huang Haojie and Chen Dayong also panicked, this thing seems to be difficult to deal with, Chen Dayong gave Huang Haojie a look, shook the flame burning in his hand, and quietly retreated.

"Whew~" Siamese let out a heavy gasp and moved slowly towards them.

Ning Yuan's hairs stood up all over his body, and he frowned: "What kind of monster is this?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't answer him, glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "Exit!" ”

A few "people" quietly stepped back, and as soon as Jiang Futing looked back, a few strips of white cloth whizzed around.

He turned his head sideways to avoid it, the white cloth shrank back, and immediately wrapped around his wrist, and the rest attacked Jiang Futing one after another.

Jiang Futing gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and found that this strip of cloth was extremely tough, and he couldn't tear it apart.

I saw that the two hands of the Siamese monster were controlling countless cloth belts, and in less than the blink of an eye, they tied Jiang Futing's hands and feet, and the rest were wrapped around him.

Seeing this, Jiang Futing saw the green mangs in his left hand, and a few flashes of firelight swept through, only to see the strip of cloth retracted like a snake, and attacked again, and the momentum was even more violent.

"It's not good, it wants to mummify Brother Jiang too~" Ning Yuan leaned on the door, saw that something was wrong, and rushed out.

Chen Dayong hurriedly raised his hand to drag him, and he didn't even touch the edge of his sleeve, Ning Yuan had already passed.

"Ning Yuan, come back quickly~" he said.

Ning Yuan ignored him, shouted at Brother Jiang, and rushed over, "Ah! He fell to the ground with a thud, and the whole person was stunned.

At some point, a white cloth was wrapped around his ankle.

"Ahh Ning Yuan was suddenly dragged down by the strip of cloth and dragged over on the ground.

"Ning Yuan~" Seeing this, Chen Dayong hurriedly rushed up and hurriedly grabbed Ning Yuan's hands.

"Hmm!" He was so anxious that his face turned red.

Seeing this, Jiang Futing slashed several Dao at once.

Seeing this, the white cloth strips on his hands swished around, endlessly, and the strips of cloth wrapped around his chest quickly circled, circle after circle, tightly wrapped around his body, and in less than the blink of an eye, his chest was half entangled.

Ning Yuan was even more miserable, "Ah! Dragged on the ground, Chen Dayong's face turned red, and he didn't catch it, even Chen Dayong was entangled in his hands, and he couldn't break free for a while.

The green flame in Jiang Futing's hand became weaker and weaker, and he was anxious in his heart, "Ning Yuan!" ”

As Ning Yuan struggled, the strips of cloth on his body became more and more entangled, and soon from his feet to his chest, his face was pale, and he was breathing with his mouth open.

Chen Dayong was so anxious that he couldn't do it, the more he pulled those strips of cloth, the more fierce those strips of cloth seemed to attack.

As soon as he broke free of his right hand, when he looked up, he saw the scene that made him cry out in grief, "Ah! Ning Yuan! ”

Seeing that Ning Yuan was wrapped into a zongzi, except for his eyes, everything else was wrapped in strips of cloth, he screamed angrily, waved his fists, struggled to open several strips of cloth, pounced, and pulled the tightly wrapped strips of cloth on Ning Yuan's face like crazy.

"I'm coming!" Huang Haojie shouted, took several knives in his hands, and went up to slash at the strips of cloth.

Unexpectedly, those strips of cloth were messed up, as if they were not controlled by the conjoined monsters, and they shook the strips of cloth and dodged.

Jiang Futing saw the opportunity, gritted his teeth and recited the trick in his heart, held a law seal with both hands, and shouted, "Break!" The golden light was shining all over his body, and the strips of cloth wrapped around his body exploded.

He jumped out of the white cloth and rescued Ning Yuan and Chen Dayong.

Ning Yuan seemed to have a dream, his head was confused, tight and dark, and something was tightly binding him.

He felt as if his whole body had been crushed, pain and suffocation followed, and his mind was so foggy that he couldn't think of anything.

He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to roll on the spot, and at that moment, he seemed to see a door.

His body suddenly lightened, and he boldly pushed the door open.

"You shoot one, I'll shoot two~" In the quiet small courtyard, a strange conjoined boy is playing games with his younger brother who is clinging to his back.

They were a pair of abandoned babies who were later exiled to a welfare home and eventually adopted by a well-known painter.

He promised to bring in the best scientific team to perform the separation surgery on the conjoined boy.

Many years have passed, and Mr. Painter has been on fire because of the adoption of conjoined babies, and people have praised him as a caring painter, and for a time, a painting can buy thousands of dollars, and it is highly sought after by the world.

However, the conjoined boy never had surgery, and as he grew older, his brother's organs failed, and the elder brother begged Mr. Painter to save his younger brother.

With a wicked smile on his lips, Mr. Painter brought a bowl of water to the two of them, saying that if they did him a small favor, he would help them with the operation.

By the time they had drunk it and opened their eyes, it was too late.

They were mummified and had a strange powder on their bodies, and the liquid was pushed around their necks.

The conjoined brothers who grew up screamed in pain, but they still couldn't break free.

Ning Yuan felt a strong hatred and screamed as he broke through his body.

"Hey, Ning Yuan wake up~" Chen Dayong patted Ning Yuan's face anxiously.

Hmm, Ning Yuan opened his eyes all of a sudden and shouted, "Don't! ”

The green mang in Jiang Futing's hand was struck with one move, and the entire body of the conjoined monster was ignited by the cyan flames, and it roared in pain, and it was instantly swallowed up by the Xuan Flame.

Ning Yuan looked at the burned Siamese monster in a daze, thinking in his heart that what he had just seen was probably the last memory of the Siamese monster before his death.

His eyes were sour, and tears welled up in his eyes.

When Chen Dayong and Huang Haojie looked at it, they were too frightened to speak, thinking in their hearts: This... Is this still the invincible Ning Xiaogongzi?

Jiang Futing turned his head and looked at Shang Ningyuan's gaze, a trace of concern flashed in his eyes.

Ning Yuan was a little embarrassed to be looked at by so many "people".

Wiping the tears on his face, his expression was a little embarrassed, he had resonated with the conjoined monster just now, and he hadn't recovered for a while.

He glared at Chen Dayong, and said in an arrogant tone: "Why don't you pull me together~"

"Oh~" Chen Dayong hurriedly pulled.

They were relieved to see Ning Yuan's familiar expression and familiar demeanor, Ning Yuan just now seemed to have crossed over, but it frightened them.

"What kind of eyes do you guys have, I just saw the memory of this conjoined monster, that's why I'm a little ......"

"What memory?" Jiang Futing asked.

Ning Yuan honestly said what he had just seen, and for a while Chen Dayong and Huang Haojie were angry, "This painter is really hateful!" Chen Dayong puffed out his fists, wishing that the painter was now in front of him and beaten by him.

"Yes, they are too pitiful~" Huang Haojie looked lonely, he hated it just now, but at this moment, he himself had some sympathy for the Siamese brothers, who had been living in deception, and had not separated their brothers until he died and lived a normal life.

Jiang Futing sighed, "It's too late to say this now, let's go~"

"Ding~"