"Give it to me!"

The woman screamed, reaching for the paper fan, the muscles throbbing on her bloodied face that looked like wriggling earthworms. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The woman in front of her emitted a smell of rotting corpses, and she was nauseated.

As the female ghost revealed her true face, the noisy voices outside the window quickly blurred, and the delicate wooden furniture and layers of curtains around her also collapsed rapidly.

The bed on which the two sat side by side gradually became hard, and the aroma and warm air that surrounded the tip of the nose also changed shape with the woman's face.

A biting cold wind blew, carrying with it the irritating smell of a dilapidated morgue.

After the woman was stopped with one hand, she quickly stretched out her other hand and grabbed the fan on Ye Tianlang's waist.

No, that's not a fan......

Is that......

The thing hanging from his waist was heavy, with the cold characteristic of metal, and when he reached out and touched it, it seemed that he could hear the angry roar of a person.

"Kill them for me!"

Such a thought flashed in Ye Tianlang's heart, and the little charming thought in his mind completely disappeared.

When he looked around again, he found himself back in the tattered morgue.

Not far away was a tattered morgue cabinet with several small holes in the metal cabinet.

There seemed to be some vague pattern on the bottom of his cabinet, which had long been covered in dust and could not be seen clearly.

Shen Luotian was standing not far away, mingling with He Zhan, who was missing a leg but still moved flexibly. Thin red threads wrapped around the long sword that was not visible in the air, fluttering with his movements, as if he was looking for an opportunity to contact He Zhan's body again.

He Zhan, who has always shown himself as a madman, has also learned to be a little obedient. He fought and retreated, never daring to make contact with the things in Shen Luotian's hands, and his eyes were full of fear.

And Ye Tianlang himself was leaning against a cold cabinet and was being pressed to the ground by a female ghost.

The ghost's two slender wrists were grasped in his hands, and they were only a few centimeters away from the pockets of his clothes.

Her long, bright red fingertips could even touch the fabric of his coat from time to time, making a tiny cracking sound.

The faces of a person and a ghost are not far apart, and he can clearly see the female ghost's naked~ exposed muscles and blood vessels every squirming, smell the disgusting breath on her body, and her eyes are full of hatred.

"Ah Tian!"

He shouted loudly at Shen Luotian, who was not far away: "A beautiful woman suddenly ran out and hugged me, what's the situation on your side?" ”

"You're back?"

Shen Luotian turned his head excitedly, and before he could let out an exclamation, he was almost cut off half of his long hair by He Zhan's knife, and his angry backhand was a sword: "You were just fascinated by that female ghost, and this guy came to trouble us at this time." I thought that you don't seem to be the one who is so easily charmed by female ghosts and killed, so I will take care of this side first. As I expected, don't you think you're coming back? ”

I'm back, but I'm not back properly.

And what's the matter with your irresponsible remarks, even if I really wasn't so easily fooled by her, I wouldn't be happy to hear you say this!

Ye Tianlang fought hard with the female ghost, and he really couldn't imagine what this person thought, so that he could say such a thing without psychological pressure.

"Oh, yes. The beautiful woman in front of you is good at psychic attacks, and hand-to-hand combat will definitely not be able to beat you. If you wake up, you don't have to worry about her, just beat her up. ”

So that's how you treat a friend who is willing to help you selflessly, and the reason why he and the female ghost are still together, regardless of life or death?

Very good.

You're really good.

Ye Tianlang gritted his teeth and muttered, raised his head and smiled at the female ghost with a hideous expression in front of him.

Then he kicked her in the abdomen.

His foot was full of ~ anger towards Shen Luotian, and he almost used all his strength. If there was a living person in front of him, he would probably have vomited blood and fainted by now.

The female ghost's hideous face twitched violently~ and twitched. She opened her mouth wide and let out a piercing scream close to his ear.

All he felt was a shrill chirp in his ears, and even his mind went blank for a few seconds.

The cold wrists that were clutched in his hands disappeared in an instant.

After the female ghost screamed, it turned into a puff of black smoke and burrowed into the morgue lying horizontally on the ground with a "whoosh".

Can you really fight hand-to-hand......

He looked down at his outstretched palms, gasped twice, stood up with the cabinet beside him, hugged his arms and began to look at Shen Luotian's liveliness.

The content of He Zhan's curses not far away has expanded from the Shen family's relatives and friends to the Shen family's dogs. The words are full of tricks, and they are not repeated from beginning to end, and the listeners are amazed, and they can't help but have the idea of "Chinese words are amazing".

"She ran away."

Ye Tianlang shouted leisurely: "Do you need my help?" ”

"Just stay honest and leave me alone."

"I didn't plan to ask you for help at all, I just wanted to be polite to you."

"Then you go and die."

Shen Luotian replied without thinking, and then another sword pierced the opponent's shoulder.

The red silk thread spread rapidly along the blade, and finally pierced into He Zhan's body, growing wantonly in the body of this evil ghost.

Although he was trembling in pain, he still refused to scream, but slowly raised the machete, staring at Shen Luotian's figure, his eyes revealing a brutal killing intent.

Shen Luotian took a step back slowly, raised the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed in his direction, full of provocative posture.

"You...... What did you do......"

He Zhan shouted unwillingly in a hoarse voice, and the machete in his hand finally fell to the ground.

His already thin body dried up at a speed visible to the flesh~eye. In just a few moments, he was thin into a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

"You're coming again!"

Shen Luotian shouted with a smile: "When you die, your wife feels that the whole world is sorry for you, isn't it very powerful when you kill people, why are you cowardly now!" ”

He Zhan lay on the ground, feeling the power in his body as the silk threads that penetrated deep into his body passed quickly, struggling behind him to grab the knife in front of him, but he never caught it.

"My Knife ......"

He shouted in a faint voice, looking a little pitiful.

Shen Luotian took a step forward and stepped on the hilt of the knife.

The demon on the ground suddenly raised its head and smiled excitedly at him.

Seems to have been tricked?

He was shocked in his heart, his intuition was wrong, and when he was about to retreat, he found that a pair of dark hands stretched out from under his feet.

"Lord Oni...... Do you know? We've been waiting for you here for a long time. ”

He Zhan got up from the ground with difficulty, and his thin body quickly recovered: "I've been waiting for a long time, just waiting for this time." This knife is just for you! ”

The outstretched hand from the rusty machete gripped his leg tightly~ It seems that the undead who died under the knife are using his strength to climb outward, trying to see the light of day again.

"Help me, I don't want to die......"

"You can take us away, don't let me stay here......"

"Woooooooooo......oo It's so cold, Mom, where are you? I'm so scared, I don't want to stay here......"

A caphony of voices rang out in my head. There were voices of pleading and crying in his ears, but cold and piercing hands under his feet, and the owner of each hand was pulling him down with a force that wanted to kill people, and then took over his body and lived in this world in his place.

As soon as the strength in his hand loosened, the long sword returned into an invisible silk thread, quickly blended into the air, and then returned to He Zhan's body.

Countless blood-drenched memories rushed into his mind.

Lying on the hospital bed ~ the old man who is about to die; children who are ignorant and not yet sensible; The heart is full of beautiful fantasies, young nurses; a doctor who takes a nap while on duty late at night; Young woman who came to bed late at night......

These people were brutally murdered by the man who suddenly appeared in front of them when they were defenseless. It's not even too late to say goodbye to the world.

Such a soul, which dies unjustly without reason or warning, often carries great resentment. Maybe the combat effectiveness is not very strong, but it is very stubborn, and it is very tricky to deal with.

Pain, unwillingness, sadness, anger, doubt......

Countless other people's emotions rush to occupy the brain, and too intense emotions almost drive people crazy.

Save me, save me, save me, I don't want to die, please save me......

Shen Luotian closed his eyes, covered his head, which seemed to be ready to explode at any moment, and let out a roar that was not human.

He opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, looked down at the dirty knife at his feet, and suddenly felt a wave of disgust in his heart.

I'm living so painfully, why should I live.

I have to see these things every day, and as long as I walk out the door, I have to listen to them chatter about the before and after death, and feel their emotions.

Why am I still living in this world.

"yes, why do you still live in this world?"

A thin female voice asked him, "If you live so painfully, why don't you die?" ”

"Why don't you die?"

He repeated this sentence in a low voice, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right in his heart, but he involuntarily bent down and grasped the cold hilt.

There is some sticky ~ greasy liquid on the handle of the knife.

It's blood.

It is the blood left over from the life that died tragically under this knife after 20 years, and it has not yet dried up.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the knife, the noisy voices around him disappeared in an instant.

The figure of He Zhan laughing wildly in front of him gradually blurred, and only the knife in his hand was extremely cold.

A woman kept repeating in her ear: "If it's painful, don't live, come and stay with us......"

"Come and accompany us, you are the same thing as us, why bother to pursue the little warmth that the living give you?"

"They don't love you at all. Whether it's your family or your friends, no one loves you, no one likes you. If you don't believe it, look at the way they look at you, they're all afraid of you, they're disgusted with you. ”

"They are good to you because they are afraid of you, of your strength, of who you were, of the calamities that your unhappy words would bring to them......"

"Since they don't love you, why do you work so hard to please them and ask for their attention?"

"Think about what kind of being you used to be, think about your past, do you still want to stay with this group of ignorant humans?"

"Come back to us, and use this knife in your hand."

"Stop playing these games of father, son, brother, brother, brother, brother That's not for you at all, you don't need to be with them at all, the only position that suits you is that one......"

"The Throne of the Witch God."

Shen Luotian lowered his head, interrupted the woman's endless whispering in a low voice, and suddenly laughed.

"You're all looking at that position, why do you want me to go back now? Wouldn't it be good for you that I didn't go back? ”

"We're not the same as those ignorant imps."

The woman chuckled lightly and said tenderly: "In my heart, the only one who can really sit on the unknown is you, an adult!" ”

"Really?"

Shen Luotian blinked, staring at the blade in his hand.

It reflected the delicate face of a woman.

She was lying on his shoulder, constantly saying something into his ear, with an expectant expression on her face.

"Your Excellency, come back quickly. Come back and continue to rule us, and show them why you have been able to sit in that seat for thousands of years. ”

"Sounds reasonable."

Shen Luotian turned the heavy machete in his hand. There was a pungent smell of blood on the blade, and countless pairs of resentful eyes appeared from the blade, looking at him expectantly, and eagerly calling him to end his life now.

"But you seem to have gotten something wrong."

He stretched out his finger and rubbed it lightly against the blade.

The mottled rust and the blood that never dried, as well as the eyes of the dead beneath the blade, all disappeared with the fingertips of his fingers.

The machete in his hand revealed its shiny blade, flashing with a sharp cold light.

"That's really the only one I can sit in."

He raised his knife and slashed behind him.

"But for me, that broken stone is nowhere near as comfortable as the sofa at home."

When I went back, there were no games, no snacks, and no one nagged me every day to ask me if I had eaten or not, so I played less games.

Although they are quite annoying.

The blade easily slashed at the female ghost lying on the shoulder. She was still whispering to lure him to give up her life, and she didn't have time to react to this change, until the blade was deep into her soft abdomen, and she grew her mouth in surprise.

The sheer fear of her strength dominated her body, making her afraid to even resist and run away. She could only stand trembling in place, bearing what was on the blade and absorbing her power and soul quickly, waiting for death after death.

It turns out that this is the strength of the ghost king? No wonder you are afraid of him, so it is.

At the last moment of complete dissipation. She met Shen Luotian's smiling eyes, and finally realized what kind of monster they had been planning for so many years.

Qing'er, we can't win.

Because he can really kill us completely.

Completely, erase the traces of our existence in this world, leaving nothing behind.

The moment the blade was inserted into the body of the female ghost behind him, Shen Luotian's eyes flashed, and he saw countless chaotic pictures, flashing in front of his eyes like a marquee.

It was the memory of the female ghost in front of her, from birth to death.

He didn't want to see this, and he didn't want to empathize with the life of a miserable woman, but this matter was not something he could decide.

This is the price he must pay when he deprives a soul of the right to exist - forever carrying her feelings.

This woman is like all ordinary, miserable women. Because of the famine, he was abandoned by his parents and sold into a brothel. Because of his good voice and beautiful face, he was sought after, became a golden cash cow, and then lived a life that was not so miserable compared to others.

is sought after by countless rich sons, and even has the right to choose guests, living a life of fine clothes and fine food, but only lacks freedom.

She just met a poor scholar who desperately entrusted her with the rest of her life.

I am willing to do anything for the people I love, and the person I love will naturally be like me.

She firmly believed in this matter, and made an appointment with the scholar to escape together, and secretly gave all her savings to the man to go out for money.

That's the worst-case scenario.

The scholar took her money, turned around and sold her to an official son who had been infatuated with her for a long time, and went back to his hometown to marry a rich lady.

The jealous man held the idea that if he couldn't get it, he would destroy it, and locked her up **** torture. After ruining her appearance and ruining her throat, the man finally got tired of this boring revenge game and threw her to the mass grave when she was dying.

The poor woman, who no one found, finally died alone in the wilderness, without even a complete piece of clothing. Along with countless nameless corpses, they were tragically exposed to the air.

Unlike other stories of evil spirits seeking revenge, more than 100 years had passed by the time she regained her consciousness after her death.

The original enemy has turned into a few handfuls of loess, and she is naturally unwilling.

So he made a mistake and attracted a number of celestial masters who subdued demons and eliminated demons, but they were all lured by her deceptive methods, and then died in her hands.

She wandered in the wilderness, taking the lives of many people, but she remained empty. Until one day, a young woman came to her and asked her if she wanted to cooperate with her and do something earth-shattering.

"Take revenge, since you can't find out who the enemy is, then treat everyone as an enemy, and then go together to take revenge."

The young woman said this, revealing a bright red mark on her wrist, revealing her undead identity.

She looked at the woman in front of her with a firm expression, and her heart, which had been silent for many years, seemed to be touched by something.

"Okay."

As she said this, she stretched out her hand and shook it with Xue Qing.

(To be continued.) )