Qiu Shaoqing was caught off guard and tripped over the stone under his feet, "Oops," With a cry of pain, Qiu Shaoqing had already fallen to the ground,

Yan Chengfu turned around to look, obviously injured, "It's okay Shaoqing," Yan Chengfu stepped forward to help him up, but found that bursts of blood flowed from Qiu Shaoqing's heels.

"This?" Looking at the spilled blood, the heel of his leg should have been tripped by a sharp stone, Yan Chengfu began to have a headache, "Can you still walk?" Shaoqing," Yan Chengfu asked the injured Qiu Shaoqing,

It seems that it will be delayed for some time, the eerie cold wind is blowing the bodies of the two, and the crazy laughter in the haunted house makes him palpitate, for some reason Yan Chengfu always has an ominous premonition, the longer the time drags on, the faster things will change.

"Ah, I can't go, brother Fu, go call someone first," Qiu Shaoqing held up the ground and wanted to get up, but found that the wound at the heel was tearing and painful, Qiu Shaoqing had to sit quietly in place to recuperate,

The night became darker and darker, and the eyes of ghosts were hidden in the deep forest, which delayed a lot of time, Qiu Shaoqing never wanted to go, so he urged Yan Chengfu to leave him alone,

"But are you here alone?" Yan Chengfu was still a little worried, if he was left alone in this halfway up the mountain, not to mention any danger, this terrifying atmosphere alone would be enough to scare him to death.

"It's okay, you run quickly, hurry up and find someone to help me down," Qiu Shaoqing was very strong this time, although this cold halfway up the mountain was empty, he still decided to let Yan Chengfu go first,

Looking at Qiu Shaoqing's resolute eyes, "I'll be here right away," Yan Chengfu didn't say anything more, and ran quickly towards the bottom of the mountain, praying in his heart that nothing would happen.

The heel of the bloody leg, Qiu Shaoqing wiped the wound with grass to wipe the blood away, he looked at Yan Chengfu, who had gradually left, and turned his head to stare at the strange mountaintop, where death was about to come.

"Doglegs, don't laugh anymore," Xiao Yan's laughter slowly stopped in the gloomy haunted house, he knew that it was almost time,

The corpses lying on the desk seemed to carry countless resentments, they were unwilling to die like this, and the smell of blood began to emanate from their bodies, and the resentment of the dead would bring endless disasters to this world.

The other three stayed here to guard Xiao Yan in case he escaped, Wang Dayong squatted next to him like this, the more he looked at Xiao Yan, the more nauseous he felt, the emaciated face was incompatible with the sturdy figure, coupled with the treatment he had received before, which made him hate this new squad leader even more.

Suddenly, a terrifying voice sounded outside the door, and a familiar figure appeared in this haunted house, could he be the demon spirit formed by the resentment of the dead?

The man at the door showed a fierce appearance, the sinister face showed his intention, his sharp eyes stared at the prey in front of him, it was a pleasure to enjoy the killing, Wang Dayong felt the strong killing intent of the comer, he waited intently, ready to meet the attack of the intruder.

Before everyone could react, he quickly rushed into the room, picked up one of them, and smashed it on the desk, and then one of them grabbed his head reflexively, turned his hands to the left, and twisted his head alive.

This kind of instant killing move is effective and cruel, and the rapid technique and clean and neat movements are not at all like the one Wang Dayong knew, Wang Dayong looked at everything that happened in front of him in horror, and was speechless with fright.

"You...... You ......" The remaining two looked at their dead comrades in horror, and kept falling back, trying to resist the attack of the comer, they didn't expect that person to have such advanced kung fu, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

But who can stop the call from hell? Just when the two of them hesitated who to launch a counterattack, the man stepped forward quickly, rolled over and kicked sharply, and the two of them retreated backwards in defeat, and the ground was shaken by the ashes of the leg that went down.

Such a ferocious force made the two of them look frightened, Wang Dayong stood in front of Xiao Yan, he was hesitating whether to join the battle circle, but he was afraid that Xiao Yan would escape, and he was at a stalemate for a while.

Although the two of them have been in the army for half a year, they have never seen such a fierce style of play, their brains were stunned for a moment, and they only cared about defending against the man's attack, and the man knew that the time was not long and decided to fight quickly.

Quickly rushed forward, and slammed the person on the left with his left hand, the man blocked the iron fist in a panic, but the force of the iron fist was too strong, and he actually gave his arm a few points of pain, and then grabbed his chest with his right hand.

One was caught off guard, and the person on the left couldn't react, and was lifted up by him, and the man fell behind him violently, saying that it was too late and that was fast,

He originally thought that he would continue to attack the person who fell, but he actually choked the throat of the person on the right with his backhand, turned around sharply and buckled the throat, flashed to his back, and suddenly crushed the throat, and the person on the right didn't even have a chance to resist, so he died tragically in the hands of that person.

When Wang Dayong reacted, two of his comrades-in-arms had already died, he didn't care about Xiao Yan in front of him, and then rushed forward, but the person had a strange body, turned around and revealed a gap, and then his iron fist hit Wang Dayong's armpit,

On the spot, Wang Dayong covered his injured left shoulder in pain, and the seriously injured comrades-in-arms saw that everyone was subdued by one person, and he had an idea, seeing that this kind of formation must not be able to beat, it is better to escape and report to others.

At the moment when the man punched Wang Yong's face, the person on the left launched the last force and rushed towards the door.

But he was wrong, and the moment he got up and ran towards the door, the man had already seen through his plan, and his left foot swerved towards the ground, and he tripped him to the ground.

The man used the same move again, hugged Wang Dayong, who was already seriously injured, and shook his hands again, and his whole head instantly lost all his breath.

Wang Dayong's eyes widened with fear, he couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, because his head had been twisted crooked, and the moment the man let go of his hand, Wang Dayong fell into the haunted house and couldn't get up again.

Looking at such a cruel killing method, Xiao Yan not only did not have any fear, but let out a hideous smile, it seemed that this devil from hell was in the same group as him,

The man trampled the soldier lying on the ground under his feet, "Hehe, if you want to go out and report the news, do you think it's possible?" The man despised the childish behavior of his comrades,

Then he spat in the warrior's face, "You guy, I didn't expect it to be you, you cruel bastard is going to die a good death," the warrior shouted hysterically,

But it didn't have any effect, the cold wind outside had gradually buried his cries, and no one could hear his bitter wail, as if God could not bring happiness to everyone's side, there was always a group of people forgotten by God, living in a lonely and lonely environment.

At the same time as the warrior let out his last scream, the man twisted his head crooked in the same murderous way, and three living beings were taken by the demon into the endless hell.

In an instant, the entire haunted house, along with all the corpses lying on the desk, let out a miserable ghost scream, and the resentment of the entire haunted house was once again rendered.

It was a black resentment that would never fade, like a sharp weapon in the hands of the devil, devouring one creature after another, and these creatures had no chance to resist.

The haunted house returned to calm again, and the man walked in front of Xiao Yan and couldn't help but let out a sneer, "Hehe, the play is good, the time is almost up, it's time for us to take the next step," what did the play in that person's mouth refer to?

His sinister smile seemed to indicate that a terrifying conspiracy was quietly coming, "This kick really makes me a little unhappy," Xiao Yan spat disdainfully after the man untied the rope on Xiao Yan's body.

The whole haunted house made a rumbling sound, and the terrain was undergoing earth-shaking changes, and Xiao Yan had disappeared after this sound.

The man walked out towards the door, and looked at the lights shining down the hill, and he smiled with satisfaction, "There is still a lot of time," and he walked into the deep forest, and disappeared into the strange forest.