Nine Hills College back mountain.

On this moonlit night, a slightly obese figure was looking at a banyan tree growing at a speed visible to the naked eye with a cold face, the sound of puffing roots breaking the ground, and the rustling of branches and leaves. In just a few minutes, the banyan tree has been restored to its original form, that is, the Dead Man's Tree!

The black body of the tree, the black branches and leaves, seemed to welcome the rebirth of new life, or the accompaniment of the original existence, the black grass writhed and broke through the soil, until it grew to a knee-high position.

"Fourth, you can't imagine it, once the blood tree is successfully cultivated, it will be able to regenerate on its own, giggle" The moonlight illuminated the face of the fat figure, it was the headmaster, his face was pale with a pair of eyes like beasts, faintly glowing green.

"Huh? Who took my Ghost King" The headmaster suddenly glared angrily at the location of the branch, where a person should have been sitting was now empty. "Do you want to run away by yourself, it's stupid to be a man, it's still so stupid to be a ghost" The principal's expression slowly became hideous, a pair of pupils bulged out violently, and he looked like he was going to eat people, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop dripping black liquid.

He slowly raised his right hand, and saw that he scratched his belly with the tip of his fingernail, and then he actually put his hand into his stomach, and the ** that was propped up by his hand was black and oily under the moonlight, and there was no blood flowing out.

There was no expression of pain on the headmaster's face, but a look of pleasure, as if he was looking for something in his stomach, and the sound of Zila Zila's intestines churning was chilling.

After fiddling with it for a while, I saw him slowly pull out a black thing from his stomach, and the black fleshy object turned out to be a beating heart. One end of the heart was connected to a pipe that ran straight to the headmaster's body, and the blackened intestines could be seen hanging outside the slashed opening.

The headmaster seemed to be very excited, and he held the black heart in his right hand and shook it violently, and the squeezed and deformed heart beat even faster. There were drops of cold sweat left on his forehead, but he didn't seem to care at all, his palms gradually contracted hard, and there was still a hideous expression of excitement on his face.

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Yang Jun suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if a pair of pliers was clamping his heart, and cold sweat and hot sweat were mixed together and kept oozing out of his pores.

"What's going on now?" He wanted to cover his chest with his hands, but his body was tightly pressed to the ground, and he could only grit his teeth tightly and endure the pain in his body.

"Meow~" Ah San suddenly stretched out his front paws like a demon, and the sharp claws had been stretched out and shook in front of Yang Jun, Yang Jun gritted his teeth and widened his eyes, seeing Ah San's actions, he felt furious in his heart. Thinking that maybe this damn black cat was going to fall into the well, those bright claws were no joke.

"Ah~~" A miserable scream resounded throughout the empty space, it was Yang Jun's voice, Ah San was already standing in front of his chest, a pair of sharp claws couldn't stop grabbing his flesh. The two dancing cat's claws were like manual excavators, and a trace of flesh mixed with bright red blood was hooked out and splashed everywhere.

Yang Jun only felt that his eyes were rolling, and he was almost about to pass out from the pain, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and he didn't know how long this torture would last. A pair of lips were already white and trembling, and he could no longer speak, and could only hate the black cat that had tormented him.

Ah San didn't care about Gu Yangjun's mood at this time, he still used his two claws to grab his chest frantically, its expression was firm, and a pair of white pupils stared directly at the position of his chest, as if something would run out of it at any time.

Yang Jun prayed in his heart that such torture would pass quickly, but as the saying goes, blessings are unparalleled, disasters are not one-way, the pain in his heart and the pain of Ah San's digging of flesh have not passed, and there is a sudden itch in the lower abdomen, just like thousands of insects crawling there.

"Vomiting" Yang Jun, who couldn't resist the torture, vomited out a stream of black water, and the pain was bearable, but the itch was the real life, and it was a strange itch that could crawl, but the whole body couldn't move. I could only feel that the itch was rapidly creeping up, and in the blink of an eye, it had crawled to the position of my left shoulder, and then drilled into my left hand.

The paralysis instantly invaded the entire left arm, Yang Jun squinted at the corner of his eyes and saw that at this time, his left hand had turned black as a whole, the green tendons on his hand were drumming and beating, and the itching of the flesh made him feel determined to cut off his arm.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to live anymore" Yang Jun cried out in pain and passed out.

At this time, Ah San had already stopped digging the meat, and a trace of black gas floated out of Yang Jun's chest, and Ah San ate it with a breath inhalation. Then it glanced straight at Yang Jun who was unconscious, and then took a necklace-shaped gossip mirror from the side and put it on Yang Jun's chest and turned around and walked away from time to time, Ah San also turned his cat head to look at Yang Jun behind him.

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"Meow~" The cat's meow made everyone in the hall stunned, how could there be a cat in this closed basement? And it just so happened that as soon as this cat appeared, it suppressed Yang Jun's soul body fusion phenomenon, Ling Xueyan turned around and looked around but didn't find the cat's shadow at all, but just heard a call and quieted down. Auditory hallucinations? No, Ling Xueyan immediately denied her idea, because the other people in the hall were all looking around with strange expressions, obviously they had all heard the cat's meow.

"Miss, the soul energy of the Demon King has weakened, now is a good opportunity." Suddenly, the man with glasses who was tapping on the keyboard screamed loudly, and everyone looked back at the computer screen, no longer looking for any cat. The most important thing now is to suppress the soul body of the Charm King in the body of the boy in front of him.

"Quick!" A simple word has fully reflected the decisiveness of Ling Xueyan, the heir of the Demon Family, a smile flashed on her cold face, she looked at the boy beside her, and at this time, a black mist could be clearly seen on the surface of his skin squirming.

It seemed to be fleeing, and it was very fast, and it suddenly moved from Yang Jun's lower abdomen to his left shoulder, and then drilled down Yang Jun's left hand. Ling Xueyan's eyes were quick, as soon as her jade hand was raised, a white light flashed, and a silver needle had been pierced on Yang Jun's left shoulder, and the black mist seemed to realize that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but it was blocked by the light emitted by the silver needle.

A confident smile appeared on Ling Xueyan's face, if he succeeded, as long as this ghost escaped to the position of his arm, he would not be able to swim wantonly, and could only be slaughtered here.

Ling Xueyan's speed was very fast, and she quickly pierced the five fingertips of Yang Jun's left hand with a silver needle, and a drop of black blood flowed out along with a trace of black mist, and the black mist seemed to want to condense in midair. However, the talisman hanging flags hanging on the surrounding walls danced, and the black mist was illuminated into white smoke by the charms before it could condense.

"Ah~" A baby's fist-sized man's face protruded from Yang Jun's left arm, and he wanted to break Yang Jun's skin and come out of it, but Ling Xueyan on the side didn't give him the slightest chance, and a silver needle was directly pierced in the center of the forehead of that face. Then a scream was heard, and then the man's face faded, and Ling Xueyan continued to stare at Yang Jun's arm without relaxation, until she didn't see a face running out again, and then she wiped her sweat with confidence.

But just as she was about to relax, a crackling sound of popping beans couldn't stop ringing, Ling Xueyan glanced at Yang Jun who was unconscious, and the sound still came from his left arm. The green tendons on the black arms bulged one by one, and there was something beating under the skin, and the sound of popping beans was caused by these beatings.

Ling Xueyan frowned, she had never seen this phenomenon, the silver needle in her hand didn't know whether to pierce it or not, but she didn't know where to pierce it, so she could only open her eyes wide to see this strange phenomenon. "What's going on?" Ling Xueyan coldly asked the glasses man sitting in front of the computer.

"I don't know, the soul power of the Demon King is obviously declining, but the resentment on this kid's arm seems to be unable to be channeled anymore. It seems that something forced him to stay in the body, miss, I haven't encountered this phenomenon, you see if it doesn't work, you can only erase him. Ling Xueyan was stunned for a moment, she knew that what the man with glasses said was not the Demon King in Yang Jun's body, but Yang Jun himself, the resentment left in the body was like a virus, which would sooner or later turn him into a ghost, rather than being difficult to surrender at that time, it was better to take advantage of the fact that he was unconscious and could not resist and directly wiped it out.

Ling Xueyan's white jade hands trembled a little, and the silver needle she was holding in her hand had fallen to the ground with a crisp sound, it wasn't terrible to tell her to kill a ghost, but now to let her kill a person, it was like a nightmare.

Looking at the familiar face lying on the bed in front of her, how did she do it, this is a living person, not a ghost. Ling Xueyan bit her lip, and she could no longer see the calmness of Bingyan on her face, but some of her frowns and hesitant eyes.

Her heart struggled: kill? You have to kill, but how should you kill it? When you see his face, you can't get rid of it at all.

That confident Yang Jun, that sentence seemed to be still hovering in Ling Xueyan's heart.

"Miss Ling, you can't stop my determination to close the Tyrannical Realm..."

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