However, when Luo Yuanhao took a closer look, a chill suddenly rose from the back of his head.

"Huh?" The hairs on Luo Yuanhao's cheeks stood up, and his whole body was numb. Because the person who was split by Luo Yuanhao turned out to be a middle-aged man surnamed Cai!

Zhang Wei's eyes also widened, and his body leaned back, unbelievable! His eyes were rolling as if he was using his brain to make a big deal small......

Luo Yuanhao looked at the corpse of the middle-aged man surnamed Cai, and suddenly remembered that when he pulled it before, did he pull his body, and then he was also wrapped around the red ink bucket line, and then he was indiscriminately chopped by himself?

Luo Yuanhao panicked, he couldn't hold the axe tightly, and he soon began to feel cold in his hands and feet.

No, no, it's not like that!

Luo Yuanhao struggled to recall everything that had happened a few minutes ago. Finally remembered something, but his face became even more ugly.

Zhang Wei looked at Luo Yuanhao's gloomy and blackened face, and didn't dare to speak, but swallowed his saliva, and wondered why he killed this honest middle-aged man surnamed Cai?

The three young people who were doing the live broadcast saw Luo Yuanhao kill someone, and they couldn't help but be frightened and retreated.

Luo Yuanhao finally said helplessly: "It's a big deal." He covered his forehead and almost fainted. Stumbling a step and trying to hold on to the edge of the well, he looked inside, and saw that it was very calm and there was nothing.

But the problem is that the Well Dragon King is gone.

So did the dragon king of the well fly away in the fog before, or did he borrow the corpse and disappear?

For a few seconds just now, Luo Yuanhao paid too much attention to the Well Dragon King in front of him, and ignored the real Well Dragon King, maybe the real Well Dragon King just took the opportunity to escape.

However, it doesn't make sense, with the strength of the Well Dragon King, once he gets out of the trap set by Luo Yuanhao, he is basically in a state where he can fight three. There's no reason to run away in the wilderness, and you can escape so secretly.

Since Luo Yuanhao's debut, he has never encountered such an absurd situation.

Luo Yuanhao rubbed his eyes, hoping that when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the corpse of the Well Dragon King. It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, the person lying in front of him is a middle-aged man surnamed Cai.

At this moment, Luo Yuanhao really hoped that he could faint and sleep well before he came to identify it.

What made Luo Yuanhao feel unrelieved was that he clearly remembered that before he killed the "Well Dragon King" in front of him again, the middle-aged man surnamed Cai was standing on the edge of the well and watching the excitement, why did he kill him with an axe?

Or is it that what he has been catching is a middle-aged man surnamed Cai, and he was misjudged to death by himself due to bad luck and bad luck?

Luo Yuanhao thought about it, and it seemed that there was no such possibility.

Luo Yuanhao's momentary misjudgment killed a human life, and behind this life was a drag on his family, the consequences were ...... Luo Yuanhao only felt a burst of dizziness in front of him, and his back bones were numb for a while.

He can't wait to slap himself hundreds of times to bring the middle-aged man surnamed Cai back to life.

However, the middle-aged man surnamed Cai is indeed dead, and his brain is indeed like he just died. Luo Yuanhao was really puzzled for half a second when he saw the brain that had just died not long ago, but he didn't care, and thought it was a normal state. At this time, it seems that it is a very bad confirmation condition, which indirectly proves that Luo Yuanhao did not split the wrong person, and it was a middle-aged man surnamed Cai who was killed.

Luo Yuanhao was still standing in place, when everyone thought that he was almost stupid, Luo Yuanhao's heart was actually thinking frantically about the previous situation, and looking for flaws, in order to break through the shackles of thinking and find the truth of the matter.

It was at this time that Luo Yuanhao stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch it, and found an amazing situation, that is, the body of the middle-aged man surnamed Cai was cold, cold and cold.

Luo Yuanhao's brows furrowed slightly, he looked at the split brain melon, and sniffed it a foot away, and found that it was very normal, and he couldn't judge more information.

It's just that something suddenly disappeared earlier, and he definitely wants to look for it.

Luo Yuanhao straightened up, brought the gossip net gun and the wine jar again, and pinned the tungsten steel Yin Wen battle axe to his waist. He hurried in the direction of something that had suddenly dissipated before.

Just when the three young people who were doing the live broadcast thought that Luo Yuanhao wanted to escape without a brain, Luo Yuanhao ran back again, took the dozens of most precious talismans, and pulled out the peachwood sword inserted in his chest, and set off for the second time.

The last time I searched for a ghost was on one of Australia's vast farms. Today's Luo Yuanhao is looking for the soul again, but his heart is looking for wow, and a wave of despair keeps coming to his heart, the more he searches, the more chilling he feels.

Because at this moment, even if he finds something, it is wrong, and if he can't find anything, it is even more wrong, and it is ridiculously wrong.

The skull of the Well Dragon King, an axe should not be able to split, it can be split so easily, Luo Yuanhao knows that his big mistake will inevitably be cast, and it is wishful thinking to correct it, and the only thing he can do at present is to reduce the sin to the minimum.

When he searched everywhere for the truth, in the grass on one side, it seemed that a hare jumped over, and the snow-white fur seemed to cross a glowing outline in the bright moonlight, which was very conspicuous.

Luo Yuanhao immediately chased after him, only to see that inside the crack in the rock in front of him, there was an ambush corpse trying to hide his traces! - King of the Well Dragon.

At this moment, this corpse is like a turtle with a shrunken head. Beneath a huge rock, it was difficult to hide his body.

Seeing this thing, Luo Yuanhao finally gave up completely, he knew that the one who killed him with the axe was a middle-aged man surnamed Cai. Luo Yuanhao's body shook slightly, he seemed to guess the strange light on the middle-aged man surnamed Cai, as if it was a guiding light, guiding Luo Yuanhao to finally find the Jinglong King.

Today seemed to be the day of the weakening of the Well Dragon King, and it was so weak that it needed to hide in the crevices of the rocks to avoid Luo Yuanhao from spotting him. At the same time, he was so weak that he had to find a temporary place to hide, and he couldn't even escape farther.

Luo Yuanhao looked up at the stars, vaguely understood something, and threw out a handful of talismans, covering the vicinity of the Dragon King of the Well. Then Luo Yuanhao stretched out his hand and pulled out the Well Dragon King in the crack of the rock, and stabbed the peachwood sword

Luo Yuanhao let the wine jar float on the well water, then put on gloves and gradually went deep into the well water.

There was another burst of pride in his heart, and Luo Yuanhao backhanded a sword, aimed at the gap in the chest bones, and pierced into the chest of the Well Dragon King.

There was no gushing of blood donations, but I saw that the blood donation was like a wriggling tentacle monster, slowly spreading along the peachwood sword.

The peachwood sword was originally the color of pure wood, but somehow, after experiencing the blood donation of a middle-aged man surnamed Cai and the blood donation of the King of Jinglong, the whole sword turned into a bright red color like paint dyed red!

Luo Yuanhao watched the blood slowly squirm, and gradually wrapped the peach wood sword in it, and couldn't help but feel very surprised: "Hey, why is the stab on the chest of the middle-aged man surnamed Cai the same as the stab on the chest of the Jinglong King?" ”

Luo Yuanhao didn't have time to think about it, and saw that the two young people who were doing the live broadcast had already followed with cameras, they were timid, they just hung from a distance, and they didn't dare to get closer, but they could also see that Luo Yuanhao was picking up the wine jar and covering it on the top of the head of the Jinglong King.

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