In such a weird and terrifying situation, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been scared to the point of urine, and his mind would have gone blank.

But Qi Qian is different.

He's sick, he's not in his right mind, he's not mentally healthy.

Faced with a horror movie-like situation, apart from the thrill of stimulation, he just felt disgusted and angry.

This fool actually used these despicable means to disgust him!

As for fear, what is it? Can you eat it?

Therefore, Qi Qian's intelligence was not affected in the slightest, and his brain was still running at high speed.

When he saw the blood holes on the man's body, the corpse he had seen earlier quickly came to his mind.

Qi Qian had carefully observed the corpse, and he found that the details of the corpse and the man in front of him could match.

There is one less eyeball, and there are a lot of bloody holes all over the body.

Nima!

This turned out to be the man who died!

"Wouldn't the dead go to the underworld to be reincarnated and come out to snort your eggs?" After Qi Qian figured it out, not only did he not feel frightened because he was facing a dead person, but he became even more excited.

His feet, which were stained with black blood and could no longer be lifted, suddenly poured inexplicable force, tore off the viscous blood that seemed to be alive, and kicked the man hard again and again.

Until now, Qi Qian had not noticed that the lollipop, which was so familiar that it was almost integrated into his life, had disappeared since he woke up.

The man covered in black blood was kicked by Qi Qian and had no power to fight back.

He really couldn't understand why this person's attack power was so strong.

Qi Qian kicked violently, trembling with excitement, surging to vent the manic and excited emotions in his heart.

His originally clear and clean eyes gradually changed in this kick and kick, in the gap between the black blood flying on the man's body.

A cobweb-like red crept up his eyes, wrapping around the whites of his eyes and blending into pale pupils.

The pale pupils were stained with blood-like redness, and suddenly darkened, and the factors full of blood and violence quickly spread, oscillating into a pair of dark red and dark blood-colored eyes.

Qi Qian stopped his movements and stood proudly.

The man who had been kicked found that Qi Qian was not kicking, took down the arm that was blocking his face, and looked up at Qi Qian.

Qi Qian's backlit made him unable to see his face clearly, but the yin owl aura exuded from Qi Qian's body would make him, a serious ghost, feel afraid.

"That ......," the male ghost said with a wince, "why didn't you kick?" ”

It sounds a bit flattering.

Qi Qian laughed coldly and squatted down.

His beautiful facial features obviously haven't changed, but they are even more cold and terrifying than at the beginning.

"You're too weak." Dark lips opened and closed, and cold words were gently spat out.

The male ghost's self-esteem is hit.

"So it's not normal."

In a word, Qi Qian said in two paragraphs.

He picked up his long, dark blood-colored eyes, and the tails of his eyes shone with a light that saw through everything, and said in a determined tone: "You are using this way to delay time. ”

As soon as Qi Qian's words came out, the male ghost shook unconsciously and lowered his head.

The eyeballless eye socket secretly dripped two tears of blood.

Qi Qian didn't care that the male ghost's face was full of black blood, he stretched out his white and clean fingers, pressed the male ghost's chin, and raised his head.

The dark and murderous eyes stared at the male ghost, and a voice full of persecution sounded: "Say, who are you delaying time for." ”