This man's head, at this moment at the moment when I swung the knife down, was very close to me, as close as those master of ceremonies said at the wedding, face to face, nose to nose, and it was precisely because it was so close that I noticed that this man's head looked like those stars, looking very good from afar, but looking very rough up close, not at all like a living person's face, the green tendons on the face kept coming out, and it was a dead man's face that came out alive. It seems that the reason why this thing gives me the illusion that I am still alive must be the reason why the long-tongued woman has sent resentment to his heads.

Although it was only at this time that I understood this truth, it is fortunate that the punch I swung before and the knife I just slashed out were both caused by the damage caused by the unfolding after the void, so this injury directly cut off the channel for this long-tongued woman to transmit resentment, so this long-tongued woman can no longer use this tongue to continue to convey resentment as before, that is, even if he makes some more heads, it will not cause us any more damage.

Look at the front of me again, my knife, naturally fell on the man's head without saying anything, and instantly cut the man's head in half, and some black light continued to emerge on it, constantly corroding his face, on the very hideous face, the already very annoying facial features, even more distorted, especially the huge eyes, like two dead fish eyes waiting for me, but this offensive, unfortunately he can't be disguised again, the head collapsed like this, The rotten can't be rotten anymore, it seems that this thing is wrapped in those grievances, and it's similar to ghosts, and without grievances, it's equivalent to a toothless tiger, and it can't jump.

Seeing that I was temporarily out of the predicament, I breathed a long sigh of relief, and a feeling of weakness hit, as if my body was hollowed out again, and I didn't care whether the hall continued to shake there, and sat directly on the ground, panting heavily, and noticed Xia Liu, whose image was not much different from me, looking at Xia Liu, whose face was covered with blood and dried up like a scar on it, Xia Liu, I asked worriedly: "Xia Liu, there is nothing wrong with your injury, can you still hold on." ?”

After Xia Liu heard my words, he seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the whole person grinned, as if it was affecting his injury, at this time around us, there is nothing that can be used as a mirror, the mobile phone has long been in the water and cannot be used, I don't know how long I have thrown it, so he walked up to me and held my face stiffly, stared at my very clear eyes for a long time, and then exhaled: "I have become like this bear, that thing is too ruthless!"

I was a little overwhelmed by this Xia Liu's method of surpassing normal people, and I thought that this guy was too strange, but seeing that the movement of the hall at this moment has begun to stop, it is estimated that the resentment transmission channel that I just dispersed this thing should have intensified the speed of the divergence of its resentment, and it must have caused the unknown monster that existed because of the resentment to be fundamentally injured.

After feeling that there was no movement, Xia Liu and I walked to Zhang Xiaotong and Zhao Feng respectively and pinched their people, and transported all the remaining yang energy in their bodies into their bodies.

Seeing that in the main hall, the situation was almost tragic, and his face was already covered with blood scabs formed by dried blood, so that Xia Liu, who was about to turn into a red mask, the two of them were too slow to react, and they also knew that they had just walked in front of the ghost gate, in addition to surprise and fear, they also patted their chests, breathed a sigh of relief, expressed their sincere gratitude to the two of us, and consciously helped us deal with the wounds.

During this short rest, I looked out through the door that had been knocked open, and found that there was viscous blood everywhere, and the depth of this blood was almost enough to submerge to the ankles, and the smell of rancid flesh wafted into the hall, and these pools of blood were drowned and floated by those who had been dead for a long time, and the severed limbs and severed arms that had been rotting and could see the white bones of the forest, and the pieces of carrion that were intertwined and could not be distinguished from what parts they were.

Even those things that we have always thought are white mist, in the state that our yang energy is lost at the moment is no different from going to one or two natal lamps, and the vision that is similar to ignoring any ghost delusion, is some resentment that is densely piled up in the space outside the main hall, and the density makes my heart tremble, God knows how many people have died here.

Judging from the situation in front of me, I am afraid that the monster disguised as a beauty lamp before is probably a collection of grievances left by these people who have been dead for an unknown number of years.

I don't know why those sticky blood, or those resentments that are intertwined like white mist, without the guidance of those tongues, they can't enter this hall at all, presumably there is something special in this hall.

But I can clearly feel from my senses that although there is no other breath of life in this hall except for us, I always feel that there are a lot of souls wandering in it, but these souls seem to be a little taboo about us, and they are not close to us, and those resentments outside did not hit the hall, not that they could not enter, but they did not dare, such a situation, I am afraid that there is only one very appropriate explanation, It's like the only thing that can scare the bad guys is the worse ones, which means that there may be even more terrifying things in this hall!

After careful consideration, knowing that we are safe for the time being, and after some of the battles that can be considered thrilling before, the three of us are very tired.

And at this time, Zhang Xiaotong, who regarded the oil bottle as his second occupation along the way, actually urged us to go to the depths of the hall like chicken blood, and after seeing that we did not act immediately for the time being, she took the lead in walking forward alone to the depths of the hall, even if the three of us were tired, we could not let a woman act alone, so we could only follow her helplessly.

Xia Liu glanced at Zhang Xiaotong who was walking in front of him very suspiciously, and whispered in my ear: "Have you noticed that as we go deeper and deeper into this hall, this woman will slowly change?" (To be continued.) )