A mouthful of bloody saliva was spit out by Sikong Ye, and Yang Zhong, who was unprepared, was in the middle of the face, and suddenly made him jump with three corpses.

But his two arms are also clenched tightly by Beikong, like a soldering iron on the flesh and blood, and he can't escape at all, and he can't get rid of it!

"Let it go!" Yang Zhong was like a crazy beast in the wilderness, gritting his teeth and bursting out a sentence.

They were constantly falling, and with each point, he could feel that he was farther away from the world, closer to "hell"!

The feeling of the blade clamping around the neck and falling slowly and quickly again and again is terrible. If it really could, Yang Zhong would rather be wiped out in an instant than endure the madness of watching the footsteps of death get closer and closer!

So I have to save myself, and I definitely don't want to fall into hell alive!

Without this moment, he felt so tired and hated by this director who was constantly entangled with himself, knocked down his means of self-help again and again, and tried to die together!

Why!

As for it!

Just because I didn't report this strange spirit incident? So you're being so yourself?!

The "ghost bus" thing was discovered by myself, and that is my own private asset!

"Private personal assets are sacrosanct", this is engraved on the constitution of the Great Xia Federation!

What's more, he is still a ghost protector, and he has a reason and qualifications to hide it. Who dares to jump half a tooth and say: "No", the ghost guards in the world will definitely attack it in groups!

Even if the "ghost bus" itself may not be of any use to him, it will have no effect on the two ghosts who are constantly acting as demons in his body. Even after the fact, I "forgot" about it if I didn't pay attention.

But why should I share this secret with the rest of the world? Or in the whole world, who has any qualifications to tell themselves such secrets!

My stuff is my stuff, no matter what the federal government says. But it's my secret, and even though it may not work now, who knows what the future holds?

Now with a little more hole cards, maybe in the future, when Yang Zhong and those ghost hunters compete for some things, he will be able to seize the opportunity for the first time!

The ghost protector is so selfish, not beneficial, single-minded, really unhappy, you don't want to step into the ghost hunter industry!

Slightly slightly~

Yang Zhong believed that if there was an opportunity to use the whole world as food and use the flesh and blood spirits of the world as a pedal, any ghost hunter would have the opportunity to look at the unfathomable world and get a glimpse of the truth in the shortest possible time.

It is estimated that no ghost protector will be able to think more about it, even if people from all over the world come to stop him, they will eventually trample everyone under their feet, just to be able to look higher!

Yang Zhong has always believed that only one of the ghost protectors in the world can reach the top in the end, and they are all enemies except himself!

…… I, like a dove and a ghost; I, no friend; I don't have feelings......

Therefore, Yang Zhong has always teamed up with that group of ghost masters, and he can try his best to trap his comrades. To have the opportunity to leave those guys in all kinds of strange events is even more ruthless.

Even if any ghost hunter with a big life can leave alive, it will inevitably be a slap from Yang Zhong in the end!

The so-called team, the so-called comrades-in-arms, and the so-called friends, aren't they just sold at critical moments?

Yang Zhong thought so, and naturally did the same.

How is the "Yang's Group Annihilation Generator" a wasted name?

Yang Zhong felt that there was nothing wrong with doing this at all. Maybe the only mistake I made was not cleaning up the whole thing, so that these people knew what they had gained in an alien event, and this is why this catastrophe was caused!

"So am I at fault? No, I'm not wrong at all! ”

"Hehe, I know that you Yang Zhong prides himself on being the savior of the new era, and he thinks that he is an indifferent weakling person in the whole world except himself, and he is also a residue that is casually discarded. You just wish that you are the only one in the world who is a ghost resistant, and only you can have all the abilities!

Therefore, when you Yang Zhong sold his comrades-in-arms, he always spared no effort, but he was afraid that he would not do enough.

When encountering the alien time that ordinary people accidentally participate in, they also choose to take it for the first time, but they like to treat them as abandoned children who can be discarded casually, and they are dispensable scum!

But have you ever thought that you, Yang Zhong, are just a person, an ordinary person who got the ability of a ghost from a strange spirit event because of his good life!

To fight against strange spirits and ghosts is to face a catastrophe like the end of the world! It's never a one-man desperate effort. Even if you, Yang Zhong, boil your own flesh and blood into sauce and boil the big bones into soup, how many ghosts can you kill in the end?

You desperately betray your comrades, suppress dissidents, and are the first to run away in case of trouble, but you like to wantonly kill ordinary people, and there is always only yourself as far as your eyes can see.

Just like you, even if you really become the number one ghost protector in the world in the end, when you are really the only one left in the whole world, and you are the only one left who is a ghost protector, with your character, do you plan to face the kind of apocalypse that destroys the world alone?

No, it's simply not possible.

You, Yang Zhong, can only run away!

Escape until the end, no one will shelter you from the wind and rain, no one will stand up for you, and no one can be your stepping stone!

You can only hold on to your desire to become the savior of the new era, and drown together in the end of the apocalypse!

I doubt that a person like Yang Zhong could have come to this point with the efforts of one person!

I wonder if you are a puppet left behind by something, and all your gains outside will be nothing more than a little scrap left by some existence from between your fingers, whether someone deliberately cultivated you like this!

If that's the case, you Yang Zhong just hastily abandoned human nature, only chose to embrace ghosts, and claimed to be the savior of the new era, but in fact a life that is nothing, this is really sad.

Phew! You're a rakhi! ”

"Ahhh!!hhh

Yang Zhong was told by Sikong Ye's mouth cannon that his whole person was full of qi and blood, and he almost exploded on the spot.

But Sikong Ye's blade-like words were not the reason why Yang Zhong shouted so in a panic.

It's just because Yang Zhong suddenly saw that as he continued to fall, the "color" on his body was fading rapidly!

It seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and by the time Yang Zhong came back to his senses, he suddenly found that the time on his body had been frozen, the matter had collapsed, and he had turned into the black and white of ignorance early.

It was as if he was in the process of falling into the endless hell, and he was pulled away from an unknowable axis, changing from a three-dimensional form like normal to such a strange shape.

"What's going on! Hell! Infernal Hell! It shouldn't be like this! Yang Zhong was asking such a question.

At this point, the boundary between the ordinary and the grotesque has become so blurred in Yang Zhong's body that it is difficult to distinguish.

It was as if he had suddenly lost his five senses, nine senses, four roots and six aggregates, and he had not changed anything in his own feelings and vision, but in fact even he knew that this was absolutely abnormal!

Absolutely! Absolute! It's definitely a change that you don't know what happened!

But even in such a field, Sikong Ye had no intention of peaceful coexistence, but was still pestering Yang Zhong to the death, and every punch was with an undoubted decision.

Even if Sikong Ye had never learned any unfathomable boxing techniques, the limit of what he could contact was only 43 sets of military physical boxing from the Great Xia military.

But every time his fist landed on Yang Zhong's body, the "crystal" polished by Sikong Ye's will seemed to be more and more brilliant after doing what he once wanted to do, but could never do!

Every punch made Yang Zhongzai feel severe pain all over his body, and there was an unimaginable fear in his heart that was invading his will again and again!

I don't go to hell, you go to hell!

Hell is bright and deep, and naturally there is a place for you, the Laki, to stay!

If not, then you and I will die together at the gates of hell, too!

You come and go, fists to the flesh, hitting each other and rubbing each other, the two of them seem to really be entangled forever to the bottom of the Infernal Hell!

"You lunatic! Lunatic! Lunatic! Let go of me, I won't fall down! I, Yang Zhong, want to climb out of here! This is hell, and this is not supposed to be a place for the living! ”

"Death is death, Yang Zhong, your character, that kind of romance and behavior are extremely dangerous to the whole society, the whole country, and even the whole world, people like you should not appear in the world at all, hell should be your eternal home!

Why did I, Sikong Ye, drag you to the end together, isn't it just that I'm afraid that you will get some enlightenment in this Infernal Hell, and then the whole world will not have it?! You're too dangerous......"

Sikong Ye seemed to want to say something, but in vain he realized that he seemed to have changed from a three-dimensional human form to a two-dimensional paper man, and there was no longer the concept of "three-dimensional" and "three-dimensional".

They're still falling.

In just an instant, the background of this falling space had become snow-white, and Yang Zhong suddenly realized that there was no longer any "color" on his body, and he had already become a "stick figure" composed of a few clues!

Horror, great horror!

The so-called hell is really just hell, even if it is born in "infernal life", Yang Zhong still firmly believes that even if he spends more time, a hundred years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years, he will not change his will.

He will take any opportunity to climb out of hell and regain his freedom by any means.

Hell, in Yang Zhong's mind, may just be a bigger and deeper prison.

As long as it's a prison, as long as you're still alive, there's still hope.

But what happened to him has obviously exceeded Yang Zhong's imagination!

Yang Zhong, who only had a few "silk threads" left, let out a terrible howl.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the process of his fall into hell was not the degradation of the "self" dimension a little bit?

4D to 3D, 3D to 2D, from surface to line, from line to point, until nothingness!

Where is this falling into the Infernal Hell, this is clearly falling into the "Dimensional Information Crusher"!!

。。。

Sikong Ye watched Yang Zhong in his eyes change from a two-dimensional plane to a stick figure made up of lines, and then the stick figure was erased by the eraser, and only a small dot was left in the rapid shrinkage.

Soon, the "little dot" that symbolized Yang Zhong's existence was also becoming empty and annihilated, like the last axis supporting him, being pulled away!

It was only at this time that Sikong Ye saw that the point representing Yang Zhong suddenly bloomed with a gray-haze light, and a gray-brown, human-skin-like piece of paper had been detached from Yang Zhong's "one point".

"Vellum, save me!" Yang Zhong's surprised voice came from the small spot.

The paper doesn't seem to be limited by this space, it doesn't produce dimensionality reduction, it's still a piece of human skin, but that's all.

In this space, it also had to fade away all the weirdness and strangeness, leaving only its original appearance.

It's slowly moving upwards, and it has unimaginable advantages in this space. What's more, because of Sikong Flame and Onion, the two of them fighting each other consumed each other's will and strength, so that it could completely ignore the external influence of these two people and get out of here wholeheartedly!

But it's a pity that it is too closely connected with Yang Zhong, and Yang Zhong is also stubbornly pulling on the human skin paper at the moment, wanting to use its power to get out of this space.

That point was so heavy, and it invisibly put a great pressure and burden on this piece of human skin, so that it had no way to float upward.

Finally, Sikong Ye saw that this piece of human skin paper had no reason to talk at all, as if it had suddenly had a pair of feet, it was kicking Yang Zhong's black dot fiercely.

"No!"

The power was so great that it directly kicked Yang Zhong's point to the bottom of this falling space, making Yang Zhong disappear into nothingness in an instant.

And the skin paper itself is also through this sudden force, as if it has found its own stepping stone, and finally flies up, flying towards the top of this space at a very fast speed, and really detached!

"This! This! How can you let it run! Sikong Ye just didn't understand, he also knew that there was definitely something terrifying lurking in the human skin paper floating out of Yang Zhongzhong's body, it was bent on getting out of this space, wanting to return to the world, it had its own thoughts!

Compared to Yang Zhong, maybe this human skin paper that cultivated Yang Zhong like this is the real last mastermind behind the scenes!

"You can't let it go, it's, it's, it's more dangerous than Yang Zhong!"

Sikong Ye was in a hurry, but no matter how he struggled, he wanted to bite the human skin by all means, only pulling it to fall together, and in the end he was helpless.

Because at this moment, he has turned into a little black spot, and there is nothing he can do anymore.

"No!"

"Smack~"

But at this moment, suddenly in the space above the skin paper, a big hand appeared, with five fingers wide open, and grabbed the skin paper impartially.

"I've finally caught you!" The familiar voice was "heard" by Sikong Ye, making him suddenly realize who was coming!

In an instant, another crooked wooden spear tip protruded from the top of the space.

I saw that the tip of the spear was picked, like a fish hook, and I easily picked Sikong Ye on the tip of the spear, and flew all the way up.

"Director Sikong, now is not the time for you to retire, come back!"

"Chief Lin!"

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