Chu Hang's entire face began to become thin and rotten, and the flesh and skin rolled like a wave, as if something was hiding under the flesh and skin.

However, the strange thing is that there was not a drop of blood under Chu Hang's face during the whole process, he seemed to have lost all his flesh and blood, and only a piece of skin remained.

For a while, the ghost eye at the center of Chu Hang's eyebrows and this black mist seemed to have reached a delicate balance, and the writing wheel eye continued to absorb this black mist, just like the sea, allowing the impact of the black mist.

In the end, the black mist that was weak in the follow-up gradually died down because of the lack of stamina. After all, the black mist thinner a little bit every time it attacks, but the ghost eye is using the black mist as nourishment, silently strengthening itself.

However, the ghost eye was not willing to be lonely, or after absorbing enough black mist, a faint black light began to bubble around the eye socket. And Magatama, whose eyes were spinning wildly, began to slowly slow down the speed of rotation.

Finally, Magatama, which was originally spinning wildly, stopped, but changed from the original single Magatama to two black Magatama, so symmetrical left and right, looking around through dark eyes.

"Click!"

A sound like something cracking was particularly harsh in the silent environment, and if you looked closely, it was actually the skin around Chu Hang's eyebrows, as if all the water had been sucked dry, dry and cracked, and from time to time, some people would fall off one by one the dead skin that had turned gray, as if they had lost all their vitality.

The black lines around the ghost eye sockets at the center of Chu Hang's eyebrows became denser and denser, as if someone had drawn them over and over again with an eyebrow pencil, and from time to time they also emitted a faint black light.

Finally, the ghost eye stopped, and no longer emitted this faint black light, as if it had life, and it made a sound similar to the beating of a heart.

This pair of indifferent Magatama looked at the mannequin in front of them with a strange and greedy gaze accompanied by the sound of dong.

Without hesitation, it flew out of Chu Hang's eyebrows, beating up and down in the air, ready to pounce on the mannequin. But I saw that this eye had just left Chu Hang's body not long ago, the last second it was still between millimeters in front of the center of the eyebrows, and the next second it came directly to Chu Hang's palm.

？

Ghost Eye looked at the tattoo on the inside of Chu Hang's wrist with a little puzzlement, which seemed to have been drawn with a pen, and there was a big thief on it, which was almost impossible to see in the dim environment.

Rumble!

An unrivaled suction came from the thief word, and the ghost eye jumped back anthropomorphically, only to find that he could not move at all.

Chu Hang's palm was like a five-finger mountain, imprisoning this ghost eye in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't leave it at all.

Not only that, but the black mist that was originally scattered and flowing in Chu Hang's body was all absorbed, and it was once again transferred to the thief's hand through the ghost eye.

Chu Hang's whole person was already in a near-death state, and under his dry and cracked skin, bursts of black light came from time to time, and these black lights were gathered from all over his body, gathering all the way in the ghost eyes.

In more sense, the Ghost Eye is more like an aggregator, not only does the stolen word absorb all the black gas, but even its own part is sucked dry.

Ghost Eye anthropomorphically glanced at the square thief word, and then slowly closed his eyes.

After the thief absorbed enough black mist, the original Chu Hang's wound began to wriggle, and the devoured flesh and blood rolled over, growing back again, filling Chu Hang, who was only left with an empty epidermis.

"Aha?! I thought I was going to die,"

Chu Hang breathed heavily, because of the excessive blood loss just now, he directly passed out, and when he woke up again, he only felt the itch of his whole body as if he was being gnawed by thousands of ants at the same time.

Flesh sprouts had begun to grow in the flesh and blood, and along with the new flesh, they had returned to their original state. He looked up at the mannequin on the other side, like a drop of wax, a semi-liquid body dripping and dripping, and said with a smile,

"Hey, you're really good, you're still alive. Aha, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to be alive, and it looks like you're going to die before me. ”

"Roar!"

It seemed that he was irritated by Chu Hang's careless attitude, or maybe it was because he really felt his dangerous situation, the mannequin roared, and the capillaries in his mouth were torn like textbooks, revealing a black turbid liquid.

"Fuck off."

A suppressed roar of pain sounded, Chu Hang himself was caught off guard, his whole mouth seemed to be torn apart, blood flowed out, and the eyes in his eyebrows didn't know if it was because he also felt the danger, and opened it again.

A pair of magatama with a writing wheel looked at this mannequin with a faint black gaze, the original black liquid as thick as oil was corroding the ground, and after being glanced at by Chu Hang's ghost eyes, it was like seeing a cat and a mouse, and the whole spread backwards along the ground, fearing that he would fall behind.

However, Chu Hang's ghost eye was not able to be used stably, and the writing wheel eye was suppressed by something, like an electric lamp with unstable current, it flashed out a few times, and then the whole thing closed again.

"So, it's over!"

Chu Hang covered his torn mouth with one hand, and the other hand depicting the word theft stretched out in the direction of the mannequin, and with a hint of enlightenment, the suppressed anger launched the word theft,

"If the price of destroying a ghost is to become a ghost yourself, then start with me. The mannequin has the ability to be immortal, and damage taken by itself or the imitator can react to the opponent. In other words, the only solution to this problem is for both parties to swap bodies and kill themselves! ”

......

At midnight in the morning, the originally lively garbage street in front of the school gate was empty, every shop had long since closed, and the night market, which was supposed to be bustling, was silent at this time, and there was not even a sound of passing through the hall.

The garbage street was facing the direction of the school gate, and suddenly a black whirlpool appeared out of thin air, and Chu Hang stumbled out of it, his whole body as if it was about to crack.

He staggered to the ground, leaning against the glass door of a shop on the side of the road, breaking out in a cold sweat and panting.

Pain!

Boundless pain!

With the pain, the ghost eye at the center of the eyebrows, which had been closed, showed signs of opening again, and the street lamps that were originally emitting white light on both sides of the garbage street began to sizzle a noisy electric sound.