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There seem to be a lot of dead ghosts, but in fact, there are only seven or eight, unable to withstand the temptation of incense, drifting through the dark forest, seeing a ghost approaching, Wang Xiaobai is more cautious, stepping on the gang, chanting mantras softly, guarding the entrance, facing the shirt and yarn is only three or five steps away, if this Japanese girl wants to cut off the beard, Wang Xiaobai will definitely not be polite.

Shangshirt Shalai did not mean to cut off the beard, but smiled and took two steps back, stood in his paper formation, and shrugged his shoulders towards Wang Xiaobai, indicating that he definitely had no intention of robbing ghosts with him, Wang Xiaobai was a little relieved, but his heart was really a little early, just when seven or eight dead ghosts drifted to a distance of three or five meters from the formation, a strange laughter suddenly sounded, and seven or eight dead ghosts suddenly panicked and fluttered quickly.

Wang Xiaobai tiptoed to look, the black gas behind the seven or eight evil ghosts was steaming, the light of various magic weapons was shining, and the strange spells were heard one after another, and the faint Huazi became as tall as the second floor, carrying a huge axe, many dead ghosts were driven over, it looked dense, how could there be more than a hundred, Wang Xiaobai was stunned, and then understood what was going on.

The shirt yarn is used to set down the formation, and it is not a conjuring spirit, but using Hanako to drive away ghosts for her in this direction, which is the same as the role of the little madman in the Huihuitong Building, but the problem is that there are a total of sixteen players in the suicide forest, although there are strong and weak, each has its own method, but it is not a problem to circle some dead ghosts, Hanako rushes, it is equivalent to snatching these dead ghosts, and the weak players will admit it, and the stronger ones will of course not be convinced, so they chased after it......

Although this place is not small, it has been circled by Wang Xiaobai, if you rush to it...... Wang Xiaobai knew what the shirt was thinking, as long as Hanako drove all the people and ghosts to this side as much as possible, it would cause pressure on Wang Xiaobai, and Wang Xiaobai would have to deal with Hanako and other players, as well as the crazy dead ghosts.

The place occupied by the shirt yarn is not large, as long as she protects her small area, there will be no sense of existence, not to mention that there are Park Sang-eun and Bayin to protect her dharma, and the shirt yarn does not have to do anything, and even does not have to shoot it yourself, just picking up leaks at the edge of the formation, it is enough to complete the task.

This Japanese girl has so many eyes, it's a little unguardable, fortunately, Wang Xiaobai is not stupid, and discussed with the little madman how to deal with her, I originally thought that I couldn't use it for the time being, and I would use it when the two sides competed, but I didn't expect the little madman to have to shoot so soon.

Seeing seven or eight dead ghosts floating over, Wang Xiaobai was not polite, took two steps forward, turned sideways at the gap, threw out a yellow talisman behind the seven or eight dead ghosts, and recited a spell; "The gods are walking talismans, and the way of heaven is natural. The earth god walks the talisman and kills the ghosts and gods. I know if it's true, don't be true. If you know that you are not a god, don't be my god. Those who avoid it will not be hurt, and those who should perish. Under the whole world, above the rain, go with the talisman, reveal the true form, and show retribution. Haste as a law. ”

The yellow talisman was thrown out, flashing with golden light, blocking the people behind the seven or eight dead ghosts, and then Wang Xiaobai guided the seven or eight dead ghosts into the talisman array, turned around and shouted at the little madman: "Madman, do it!" ”

The little madman stretched out his hand and sprinkled a layer of white powder on the sky, and the yellow talisman in Wang Xiaobai's hand blocked the last gap in the talisman array, and the whole world suddenly changed, still in the forest, but the open space was gone, the talisman array was gone, and even the paper figure array placed on the shirt and yarn was gone, not that the real one was gone, but it was invisible, and the white fog around it suddenly spread, sticky like a pot of rice porridge.

Sitting on the wind illusion fog, it was originally the illusionist's specialty, using the thick fog activity, this trick was learned from Lao Maozi, at the beginning in the forest farm because the fog made by Lao Maozi was too thick, they suffered a loss, and they suffered a loss, but they also learned to use the fog to make profits, and it was time for others to taste what it was like to fight in the fog.

Speaking of which, there has never been fog in the suicide forest, at least not in recent decades, that is because the yin qi in the suicide forest is too heavy, too murderous, too cold, and cannot form a fog.

The fog is together, the shirt yarn is a little confused, the dead ghost who was driven by Hanako is also a little confused, and even the other players and Hanako are a little dazed, I don't understand why it suddenly fogged, and the audience feels dazed, except for the players, the audience who hates the white fog the most, because the fog is too thick, and the picture sent back by the camera is all white.

The barrage of dissatisfaction immediately flew up, "What's going on?" Why did it fog up all of a sudden? That's fucking up! I can't see anything clearly, especially when there's only one picture, I'm going to go, it's all evil in this fog, and I can't see anything......"

"I saw the little madman sprinkle white powder into the sky, wow Ka Ka, the little madman's illusions are all props, do you think this fog can be small? It's normal to not see anything.,It's just that we're suffering.,Damn.,I'm going to look at other people's pages.,See if there's a picture.。 ”

"I'm going, the masters of the whole of Asia have gathered, can you still stump this bit of fog? Great gods, use your magical powers, call the wind and rain to blow the fog away, and the seventy-two changes will change the fog away, or we won't be able to see it......"

"Ah......hh The trick of the little madman must have been learned from Lao Maozi, I see that the fog is not much more than when I was in the forest farm, or even thicker, this is the rhythm of playing, I just can't see the picture, it's too disturbing......"

The white fog rose, and the screen became white, plus the barrage drifted by layer by layer, basically nothing could be seen, but even so, no one was willing to leave, and they all stared wide-eyed and waited to see the next process, so in the white fog, the audience began a thriller journey, especially the Japanese and Chinese audiences.

Because the shirt yarn has been entangled with Wang Xiaobai, many viewers have opened two pages, one is Wang Xiaobai's live broadcast page, and the other is the live broadcast page of the shirt yarn, and now Wang Xiaobai's page is white and vast, and nothing can be seen, but the live broadcast page of the shirt yarn has a picture, so everyone opened Wang Xiaobai's interface and switched to the interface of the shirt yarn.

The Japanese girls are also really cool, in such a dense fog, the paper umbrella in the hand is thrown back, and the hand reaches out from the back waist to take out a red lantern, as if the special mother is doing a trick, the red lantern is not big, quite delicate, with strange symbols painted on it, the candle inside shines a little whitish light, through the red lantern, it actually forms a strange penetrating power, can see through the white porridge-like fog, illuminate the distance of about ten meters around.

At a distance of about ten meters, the range is not large, but it is already remarkable in this environment, but at the moment when the red lantern is lit up, on the right side of the upper shirt, a miserable white human face almost sticks to her face, and opens his mouth to bite her nose.

Upper shirt yarn is known as Japan's first yang master, of course, it is not in vain, I feel the evil ghost rushing in my face, the clogs under my feet are wrong to the right, the small red lantern in my left hand is steady, and I don't even tremble, but my right hand pulls out a short knife, and it is a horizontal cut to the evil ghost.

The action is fast, the posture is handsome, it's simple, the shirt is a beauty, wearing a traditional kimono, every move is with feminine beauty, but the hand is ruthless, ruthless, and there is no one, the demon knife in her hand is really powerful, a knife cut, the evil ghost was cut in half, stunned, suddenly disappeared.

That is how to do it, the fog spreads, it is even thicker, it seems that the entire suicide forest is shrouded in white fog, white and vast, in the shadows, countless ghost shadows looming, the yin wind gusts, agitating gusts of wind, the disturbing fog is even more confused, but Sasaki faithfully performed the duties of an assistant, always using the camera to point at the shirt yarn, only three steps away from her.

Sasaki was very careful, and carefully approached Uekasa, but Uesashi suddenly shouted at him: "Be careful! ”

Sasaki was a little dazed, feeling that in the gust of yin wind, a cold air came out of his body for no reason, and an ominous aura surged and rolled behind him, making his heart palpitate, obviously there was an evil ghost running for him, although Sasaki's ability was not as good as the shirt yarn, but it was also a relatively strong one among the Japanese onmyoji.

A few years ago, Wang Xiaohu came to Japan with the world's Taoist sect to gamble with the onmyoji, and the big war caused the onmyoji to suffer heavy losses, and they have not recovered until now, and it seems that the talent is withering, if it is not for a shirt yarn, I am afraid that there will be no one to support the façade, so Sasaki's strength is not very strong.

Sasaki is really not strong, he is also an onmyoji who can spell, compared to some small countries of the players is not much better, when the evil ghost rushed to him, the left hand held the camera, the right hand also pulled out the short knife on the waist, swinging the knife to cut, but there was no shirt yarn to be strong, not as bold and fast as her, a knife swinged, so that the ghost behind him to dodge.

The dense fog became thicker, and the layers pressed towards Sasaki and Sasaki like white clouds, and Sasaki's faces changed a little, they didn't expect that the illusion of the little madman could cause such a consequence, they couldn't crack it, they could only barely deal with it.

Is this still an illusion, or is it a real fog? The two were stunned, and there was a sudden change in the mist, and they saw that the white mist that had oppressed over them was rolling, turning into human faces, painful faces, as if they were roaring, struggling, and surging towards the two of them......

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