Fake Yan Tao gritted his teeth slightly.

He clenched his hands into fists, condensing all the energy in his body: "Whether I can beat you or not, it's not up to you to decide!" ”

His words were cold and exuding murderous intent, like a cold winter wind.

In the ears, cold and biting.

Young Master Yan's dark and beautiful eyes flashed with a faint hint of mockery.

She did not mobilize the spiritual power in her body, but flipped her right hand and pulled out the seven-star sword out of thin air.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp blade of the Seven-Star Sword slashed through the air, sending a ripple of space.

"Come out!"

Yan Tao's slender and slender left hand flipped in the air, his index finger and thumb pinched together, and his thin lips were chanting.

A large, mysterious murmur echoed the room.

The sound of the chanting of the Taoist scriptures made people involuntarily irritable.

This is the case with the fake Yan Tao at this moment.

Alert, he took a cautious step back.

Suddenly, a chill rose from the soles of his feet, which he was all too familiar with.

This chill, which seemed to freeze even human bones, had been with him since he came out of the base.

It's just that the last time I was in the hotel, it suddenly disappeared.

Now, this cold feeling has appeared on me again.

Fake Yan Tao's eyes tightened, he raised his head, and looked at Yan Tao with a sharp look: "Last time I was in the hotel, it was you who ......"

"It's me."

Yan Tao casually flipped his left hand, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his handsome and demonic face: "I want to know, what are they?" ”

Inexplicably, there was a creepy feeling in the fake Yan Tao's heart.

"I can help you."

The corners of Yan Tao's lips were filled with a kind smile, and her right hand was casually raised into the air.

When the finger fell, the hundreds of ghosts had already appeared in front of the fake Yan Tao.

Countless identical faces, countless pairs of miserable white and terrifying eyes.

Suddenly, he rushed to the front of the fake Yan Tao.

Even if he has an excellent heart, he can't help but take a step back in surprise at this moment.

"W-what! What is it! ”

"This is the man you killed."

Yan Tao dragged a chair casually and sat down slowly.

Her slender legs were casually put together in one place, looking at the appearance, there was still a bit of a leisurely posture.

Young Master Yan propped his elbows on the chair, his right hand lazily supported his chin, and his side eyes fell on the shocked expression of the fake Yan Tao: "People have three souls and seven spirits, the body is dead, and the soul is still there." ”

"They died because of you, and they became terrible ghosts. This life and this life will haunt you endlessly. ”

"When you get up, they're by the bedside, and they're still there when you sleep. It will watch you fall asleep with those scarlet eyes, watch you get up, watch how you live your daily life...... All the time, every minute and every second, it is like a monitor, pestering you until you become like them. The body is dead, but the soul is gone......"

The young man opened his mouth quietly.

Her voice was low and hoarse, like a seductive demon in hell.

The sound was shocked, and the sound hit the fake Yan Tao's heart.

24/7......

Life......

Always looking at you and following you.

Like the gangrene of the appendage, it follows with you.

Fake Yan Tao's whole face turned pale.

Fang Cai's expression was still a little hideous, and at this moment it was all replaced by shock and panic.

When technology develops to a certain extent, you will subconsciously ignore other things and regard this only thing as the highest faith.

The people of the empire did not know that ghosts and gods existed.

I don't even know that after death, there is a soul.

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