"I Want Your Heart".

Zhao Ziyun's heart chuckled, as if he had thought of something, and his face was a little ugly.

He nodded at the post with a blank face.

“…… My name is Zhao Ziyun, and I am a little warlock......"

As soon as he saw this, Ning Ruoyu almost sprayed.

A "little" warlock?

Ordinary and unremarkable, don't you know your wife Liu Xdong?

Zhao Ziyun is a level 999 NPC, you say he is a "little" warlock?

Fortunately, Zhao Ziyun didn't care about this, if he had changed to one he cared about, he would have smashed the computer.

A few people continued to look down.

“…… In order to track down the horror site 'Fourth Place', I plan to find out the secrets behind the stories on the site. I watched the story "I Want Your Heart", which says that there is a great night beer in Cannes. Although the restaurant is in the middle of nowhere, it tastes good and attracts a large number of diners. Open until the early hours of the morning every day. At half past one o'clock in the morning, there were only a few diners, and suddenly a middle-aged man came, dressed very badly. Like a migrant worker who has just been busy on the construction site for a day, he sits down on the farthest seat and does not move. ”

"The boss went up and asked him what he wanted to eat, he lowered his head and didn't speak, the boss was beating a drum in his heart, he couldn't be mentally ill, right?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't answer, he didn't ask again, and went back to the store directly, and told the people below that this person should not care, and when it closed, he would definitely leave.

The middle-aged man sat in place for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked to the nearest table, looked at a tall boy, and said, "I want your heart." ”

The people who were drinking turned their heads in unison, looking confused.

"You're insane, aren't you?" The tall boy glanced at him in disgust, waved his hand, "Get out, don't bother masturbating!" ”

"I want your heart." The middle-aged man said, raised his hand, and reached into the tall boy's vest.

The expression on the tall boy's face was suffocated, and his whole body kept twitching, and the people around him saw this scene and hurriedly rushed up, trying to pull the person away.

But at this time, the middle-aged man withdrew his hand, holding a bright red heart in his palm, which was still beating.

The people around were so frightened that they forgot to run away for a while.

The middle-aged man walked slowly into the night with the heart and disappeared, while the tall boy threw himself on the table, with a palm-sized wound on his back, the wound was very deep, and the flesh turned out, but not a drop of blood flowed.

At this time, the surrounding people let out a heart-rending scream and fled in all directions.

This terrible middle-aged man roams the city late at night and in the early hours of the morning, specifically looking for night market stalls, harvesting human hearts, someone called the police, the police and some warlocks are investigating him, but except for the occasional appearance at the night market stalls, the rest of the time seems to have completely disappeared, and no one knows where he has gone.

After reading this story, a sense of justice drove me to find this weird middle-aged man and do the right thing for heaven.

So I squatted in the night market for several days, and I finally found him at a night market stall called All People Kebabs.

He was still the same as before, sitting in the corner, not saying a word.

I was thinking about what to do with him when he got up and walked over to me.

I sweated so nervously that my fists clenched tightly, and when the middle-aged man came to me, he said, "I want your heart." ”

His voice was calm and ordinary, but it made my heart beat faster and my scalp tingle.

I jumped up from my seat and punched him in the head.

My fist has a force of 1,000 pounds, and if this punch is smashed, even hard granite can be smashed by me.

But I didn't expect my fist to go through its head.

He's a ghost!

He has no substance!

I threw myself on the ground with too much force, and he reached out to me from behind.

A sharp pain exploded in my chest, and I convulsed and let out a miserable scream, and I felt empty in my heart, something important had been sucked away.

I threw myself on the ground again, swept my eyes behind me, and found him slowly walking out of the barbecue restaurant with my heart in his hand.

Piercing screams and sounds of running away sounded all around, and I slowly closed my eyes.

The story ended here, Ning Ruoyu laughed all the way, laughing breathlessly.

Gao Lang and Xin Yi both looked at her with strange eyes.

Is it that funny?

For the person or ghost who made up this story, Ning Ruoyu only has one thing to say: You don't know anything about power.

Zhao Ziyun will squat in various night markets? Will you be scared when you see that middle-aged man? Will you punch the air and fall to the ground?

It's the funniest joke she's seen this year.

Zhao Ziyun looked flat and said, "Oh, but that's it." ”

"Master, look, how about we go to this national kebab shop tonight?" Ning Ruoyu asked, "As long as you catch that ghost and interrogate it strictly, you may be able to know the secrets of this website." ”

Zhao Ziyun said: "It's too boring, I'm not interested." ”

Gao Lang Xinyi was confused and bored for a while? Such a serious matter, he actually felt bored?

Ning Ruoyu smiled and said, "Master, I heard that the national skewers taste very good, especially the roasted brain flowers. ”

Zhao Ziyun said unmoved: "Your master, am I the kind of person who can't walk when I see food?" ”

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Ning Ruoyu, Zhao Ziyun, Xin Yi and Gao Lang sat in the shop of the national skewers, ordered more than a dozen dishes, and piled up the table in front of them.

Zhao Ziyun took the chopsticks and harvested the food on the table at a speed like a wind and clouds.

It's so fragrant.

Ning Ruoyu: "......"

Can I assume I don't know him?

Time passed quickly, and it was past the wee hours of the morning in the blink of an eye, and the customers on the kebab stall had almost left, and at this time, suddenly three young people came, all of them were around twenty years old, and their aura was exposed, and they were actually three warlocks.

Ning Ruoyu observed them carefully and found that their cultivation was all in the early stage of real people.

"Boss, order." The three young men shouted.

The boss trotted over and said with a smile: "Three classmates, I'm sorry, we're closing." ”

One of the young men in a leather jacket said, "Boss, it's only twelve o'clock, isn't it usually open until two or three o'clock?" ”

The smile on the boss's face was a little reluctant, and he said: "I, I have something at home these days, the child is sick, and I have to go home early at night to take care of it." ”

The young man laughed and said, "Boss, I'm afraid you're not sick with a child, but with a heart disease, right?" ”

The boss's eyes were a little evasive: "I, what can I do?" ”

"Boss, don't worry, we're here today to help you solve your heart disease." Leather jacket young man said.

The boss looked at them in surprise and said, "Are you...... Devotional students? ”

"That's right."

The boss was overjoyed, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Recently, our Cannes has not been peaceful, and I heard that there is a ghost who specializes in killing people at night market stalls, pulling out people's hearts, and making people panic." Those of us who set up a night market, we don't dare to put it out after twelve o'clock, and we will make a lot of money less, alas, if this continues, I will not be able to support my wife and children. ”

The young man in the leather jacket said: "Don't worry, you can set up a stall normally tomorrow night." ”

The boss was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "That's good, I'll cover all the supper for a few people tonight, and you can eat anything." By the way, I'll make you some garlic abalone for the abalone that just arrived today. ”

The young man in the leather jacket is named Wei Xiang, a student at the nearby Cannes University, and a few months ago, he tested the Xuan-level superior qualifications and entered the key class of the spiritual class.

Cannes University is a small local university, and it caused a sensation by testing two heaven-level inferior qualifications, but those two students were quickly recruited by better schools, and although Cannes University was unwilling, it was helpless.

Therefore, they smashed all the cultivation resources allocated to them on the students with prefecture-level qualifications in the key class, and even let them go to a secret realm to cultivate for half a month before they broke through to the real realm.

The two around Wei Xiang are his classmates, named Chen Sheng and Wu Long, who are also prefecture-level qualifications, perhaps because of the outstanding people of this Cannes city, there are so many highly qualified students in a university, which makes people in other cities envious.