Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Evil Spirit
Luo Han's arm holding her stiffened, and Liu Sanqian almost slipped out and fell to the ground. The man's face was inexplicable, and he couldn't help but look at her with confusion.
As soon as Liu Sanqian returned to his body, he was frightened by the pain all over his body.
Her limbs were sore, probably caused by being tied up with silver thread for a long time. It was as if there were countless little ants, crawling around in the veins of her body.
And, her face, legs, and hands were aching faintly. Half because he was hit by the men, and half because his skin was cut by silver thread.
Liu Sanqian's throat was as dry and cracked as a knife, and his vocal cords were overused, and even his swallowing saliva seemed to be burned. Even so, she gritted her teeth and scolded the man angrily, "Luo Han, your uncle!"
My memories disappeared inexplicably, and there was a disconnect in my memories. The occurrence of such a strange thing is absolutely inseparable from this stinky man.
It was because of him that I got on the murderous car of no return on the day of the Midyear Festival, met a strange woman, dreamed of bloody and terrible stories, and was occupied by a doll.
Luo Han, your uncle, how are you going to compensate me?
The girl's chest rose and fell violently in anger, her wide open mouth tugging at the wound on her face, and then she frowned again, and gasped, "Hiss-"
The man's eyelids drooped, his hands holding her clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly. He saw the anger in the girl's eyes, and he felt a little weak and guilty. On this face of eternal iceberg, such embarrassment is really rare.
"I'm sorry. Luo Han's voice was weak, and his starry eyes were almost closed.
"Huh?" Liu Sanqian propped himself up and put his ear close to the man's lips, "What did you say?"
“...... I'm sorry. The man raised his eyes and swept around, and the few people he saw, except for the ghost envoy, immediately opened their eyes and did not dare to look at each other.
"Oh, are you apologizing to me?" Liu Sanqian raised his eyebrows, full of banter, and then replied with a frowning face, "You...... Go...... Die...... Ah......h
"Hahaha, three thousand, it's good to come back, it's good to come back!" Yilian looked at her face, and when she saw that the atmosphere was not right, she immediately stepped forward and snorted, "Three thousand, I'm suffering, I must be serving you with delicious food and drink when I go back." Don't be angry with the master......"
Liu Sanqian couldn't listen at all, and after she heard Yilian's words, she glared directly at her fiercely. That look, with a little pitiful, and a little fierce. It's like a puppy that catches someone who bites whom.
Yilian was instigated, she retreated behind Hua Ling, blocking the compelling sight, "You continue, haha, you continue to ......"
Hua Ling lowered her head, and in order to avoid being affected, she pretended to tidy up her already neat clothes. The words "I'm busy" were written in his eyes.
The minds of several people in the "two lives" were all affected by the returning girl, and they gathered next to Luo Han, although they didn't want to participate in the expression, but they actually cared about the girl's body.
The ghost envoy stood not far away, looking at this place, as if full of interest.
All of a sudden, everyone forgot about the strange "spirit". The red-dressed doll that was thrown on the ground saw the timing and blinked a few times. Suddenly, a puff of black smoke came out of its body.
The black smoke swirled and drifted, targeting the men who were tied to the trees.
The men were frightened and whimpered when they saw a strange smoke approaching. They struggled violently, swaying their bodies as best they could.
The smoke stopped in front of Qi Yu's eyes. The "Butchers of the Night" looked at the strange fog and couldn't figure out what it was about. As soon as doubts flashed in his eyes, he saw a hand emerge from the smoke.
There was no superfluous movement of that hand, and it was directly against Qi Yu's chest. The sharp nails have pierced three points, and if they don't get a few inches, the heart will be taken down.
Resentment, into the bones, permeated into a thick fog.
The ghost fire could not withstand the pressure and died in the mistdrops.
Suddenly, it was three minutes darker than the night.
Blood had already splattered out, and Qi Yu's eyes widened.
Before her slay was complete, the Scythe Raven had already unsheathed itself, and it sprang out from the back of the Devil's hand, splitting through the thick fog and severing the ghost's hand that had melted out of the black smoke.
"Ahh
Qi Yu's blood splashed onto the crow's knife, and the black smoke entangled, and it also entangled.
Resentment, flesh, too unclean.
The raven was hot, and the blade was eroding. From the hilt of the sword, water beads continued to roll down, turning into black feathers, floating in mid-air.
The sickle crow, under the resentment of the fierce spirit, gradually became unbearable.
The ghost envoy saw the situation clearly and immediately ordered, "Crow, come back." ”
At the command of the master, the huge scythe nodded the fallen feathers in distress, and then swished back into the master's body.
The smoke was split, and Luo Han and the others could also see the movement within a few meters.
The ghost envoy said to Luo Han, "Dark Raven and I are only good at dealing with the revenant, as for this fierce spirit...... I'm afraid that this time, Mr. Luo needs to take action. Don't worry, I'll be there for you. ”
The smoke swept in again, began to close, and gradually blindfolded everyone.
The fierce spirit was unrestrained, and her resentment was about to reach the edge of the blood moon, and her strength increased greatly. And this monstrous fog restricted the movement of several people.
All of a sudden, several people became trapped beasts in the urn.
The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light.
"Ahhhhh
"Woo-woo-"
Two screams, blood splattering. In an instant, two men had been disemboweled.
"Hee-hee-hee......-hee
Luo Han handed the woman in his arms to the young man beside him, and walked towards the thick fog without looking back.
Liu Sanqian looked at the man who was far away, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, she suddenly wanted to stop him, she didn't want to see his back.
The ......man was gone.
"Miss Sanqian, don't worry, the master will take care of everything. The boy's tone, as always, was soothing. He hugged Liu Sanqian's body with one hand, and cast a spell on her forehead with the other.
The warm heat spread to his whole body, and Liu Sanqian felt refreshed all over his body, and even his pores opened. Her aching wounds gradually healed, as if even her exhaustion had disappeared by half.
Liu Sanqian patted the young man's hand and motioned for him to put her down.
The boy hesitated for a moment, but did as she was told.
As soon as Liu Sanqian's feet landed, he suddenly kicked something, and it was a soft thing.
She picked it up and saw that it was "Little Red".
The memories begin to peel away, and the doll in front of me overlaps with the doll in the memory.
She began to trance.
I saw a yellowed diary, a spinning electric fan, and a dilapidated doll.