Four big characters, the handwriting is very clumsy, but the pen is like a knife, sharp and sharp, and it looks as if it is about to break through the wall at any moment. The light blue strokes ripple with an indescribable coldness, like the cold water of the cold pool.

Ximen Jing, who has never forgotten, has just read Wang Xiaogang's notebook. Having studied calligraphy, he is particularly sensitive to handwriting, and it can be seen that this is Wang Xiaogang's handwriting.

'I will kill you,' who is he going to kill? Does he not know the prophet that he is coming tonight, or against someone else, or if it is a prank?

Ximen Jing remembers clearly that when he first entered the master bedroom, there was nothing on the wall. At this moment, the handwriting appeared again, but the handwriting in the living room found by Wu Cong was gone, which was really incredible.

Since coming to this house, Ximen Jing has opened his spiritual sense three times, but he has not found any spiritual power phenomenon. The same is true of the handwriting in front of him, without any aura fluctuations. But why do they move?

It stands to reason that these handwriting are just the same as ordinary pen and ink handwriting, the only difference being that they are written in blood, and should not pose any threat to people. But Ximen Jing didn't dare to take it lightly, because Wang Xiaogang was giving him too much invisible pressure now.

When I first met Wang Xiaogang, he behaved like a timid and cowardly little boy, but he gradually revealed his hideous minions like a cocoon. But until now, his true face and purpose are like a big mystery, blocked in the hearts of the Ximen officials.

Why does this guy have trouble with him, is it because of what happened one day? The psychological process of a person cannot be guessed by outsiders, and Ximen Jing is not a fortune teller, and he can predict the prophet.

Seeing Ximen Jing stunned at the wall, time waited for no one, Wu Cong touched him lightly, and said eagerly: "What should I do?"

In this operation, he is the boss, and he must not be timid at this time, so he immediately said to Wu Cong: "Brother Wu, you go to the main gate to see if there is any handwriting, if not, you can go out from the main gate!"

"What about you?"

Ximen Jing waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have a helper!"

Isn't this talking nonsense with his eyes open? In the whole room, there are just two living people, where are the helpers, could it be the two people lying on the bed? Wu Chong wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ximen Jing's rough four words-obey the order!

Soldiers take obedience to orders as their duty, although Wu Chong has been retired from the army for many years, but this sentence is still deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Immediately stopped talking nonsense, turned his head and jumped to the living room.

After Wu Cong left, Ximen Jing held a straight knife and stared closely at the handwriting on the wall, to see if they could move like ghosts.

In the middle of a whirlwind, Wu Chong went and returned, and whispered: "There's no word over there, let's go to the front gate!"

Seeing him go and return, Ximen Jing was a little anxious, for fear of another accident, and roared: "Hurry up!"

Wu Cong's personality is also very stubborn, seeing that Ximen Jing did not go first, he suddenly rushed forward and ran towards the balcony door. He only has one thought, after all, he is trained to withstand stronger than Ximen Jing, even if there is an ambush, no matter how dangerous it is, today Lao Tzu will be a sapper to go to the mine.

His body was too fast, and it was too late for Ximen Jing to catch him. I had to follow closely and rush forward.

Mutations often happen in an instant, and just when Wu Cong was about to grab the handle of the balcony door, the handwriting on the wall changed drastically.

It's like someone poured cold water into quicklime and there was a chemical reaction. The handwriting on the wall seemed to be boiling, countless small bubbles bubbled, and a puff of red smoke evaporated. In an instant, countless handwriting appeared on the front wall - I will kill you, I will kill you, kill you, kill you......

At the same time, a strong smell of blood permeated the small room. Wu Chong subconsciously retracted his hand, Ximen Jing grabbed his arm, and then dragged him back, pulling him back a few steps back.

Wu Chong had never seen such a strange thing, and everything that happened in the room subverted his cognition. There was a nervous look in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Ximen Jing.

Now is not the time to dwell on it, it is important to run for your life. Ximen Jing pulled Wu Cong to turn around and leave, and the two of them used the fastest speed in their lives to pass through the door and run into the living room.

Just like a virus can be contagious, the blood stains that emitted the smell of blood spread from the wall, and in an instant, it followed the figures of the two to the wall of the living room.

At this time, I looked at it again, and countless identical handwriting appeared on the originally empty walls of the entire living room, densely packed and innumerable. The walls were like herpes and chickenpox, and the blood bubbles burst all the time, and red blood flowed down the walls to the ground. It was tumbling on the ground, boiling, and surging like a wave.

How many people does this have to kill to have so much blood?

The length of this house from north to south is no more than 20 meters, and a normal person can run at full speed, and it will take a few seconds to run back and forth. But in just a few seconds, the boiling blood foam had already caught up with the two.

Seeing that the gate was in sight, the blood blisters had already occupied all the walls, and Ximen Jing and the others had completely fallen into the encirclement.

At this moment, the roof also began to bubble, and the viscous blood fell like a syrup. Blood dripped on the only table in the living room, and in the blink of an eye, the table was corroded with countless holes, turned into a colander, and then fell apart with a thud, and fell to the ground drowning in blood.

Blood gushed in, and the two of them were about to lose their footing. Ximen Jing immediately transported his spiritual power, spread all over his body, waved the straight knife in his hand, and roared wildly: "Follow me!"

Before he could finish speaking, he rushed towards the door like a predatory cheetah. The door of the house had long been flooded with thick blood, as if someone had chiseled open a sea of hell blood, and the blood was gushing and gurgling from the ground.

Ximen Jing calculated the distance and speed in advance, and continued to instill spiritual energy into the straight knife during the run, and when he approached the door, he jumped up suddenly, and at the same time raised his arm and slashed at the door.

The sword flashed, like a dazzling lightning bolt in the dark night, and instantly lit up the entire room. It's like in a dark room, someone pressed the shutter of the camera, and the flash dispelled the darkness for a moment, revealing the surroundings.

Tang Zhidao, although it is very old, but the craftsmanship is extraordinary, the material is excellent, it is still extremely sharp, and with Ximen Jing's spiritual power, this knife should have broken the door of the wooden house as easily as a hot knife cutting butter.

But before the blade touched the door, the blood on the ground suddenly burst into a wave of blood like a fountain, more than two meters high, as if a giant was standing in front of the blade.

Ximen Jing saw clearly that this knife was already old, and it was too late to change his moves, so he had to cut it hard.

An unstoppable knife is slashing at the waves of blood. I only heard a loud sound in my ears, blood splashed, Ximen Jing only felt as if he had been slashed on top of the copper wall, and his wrists and arms were numb, and he almost threw away the knife in his hand.

How is it possible, it is obviously blood, how can it be so hard? Just when Ximen Jing was stunned, Wu Chong shouted behind him: "Be careful!"

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