Fang Lin, sixteen years old, is in the prime of her cardamom years, but she does not have the vigor of ordinary high school students, at least on the surface. Her expression is always very calm and unwavering. Of course, once you get acquainted, you will find that she is actually no different from ordinary high school students. She also likes to dress up, listen to music, and go shopping with her classmates...... In fact, she is a bit willful and very strong. It's just that her facial expressions are so sparse that it's hard for ordinary people to guess what she's thinking.

At this time, Fang Lin was holding a red marker pen and kept scribbling something on Fang Shou's face with his eyes closed. Even if it was a prank, it was as if she was doing something she was used to, and she didn't have any special expression, except for the occasional frown, and then she stretched out again.

"Hatch!" Fang Shou opened his eyes in a daze, and found that Fang Lin was looking like he didn't care about himself. He pursed his lips and muttered, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, say, what bad things have you done?"

"Nope. Fang Lin put away the marker very calmly, she put away the plate in front of Fang Shou, and cleaned it silently.

"Strange. Fang Shou touched his head, he didn't know weishenme, he always had an ominous premonition, but now he had something to do, so he didn't bother with that stupid sister who always had an expression for the time being. Fang Shou reached out to the fruit basket beside him.

"You're stupid. In a flash of cold light, the apple that Fang Shou had just touched turned into two halves. Looking at the neat knife edge, Fang Shou swallowed his saliva, the incision was so smooth, could it be that my sister was actually a swordsman from another shijie?

"I'll go out. Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Fang Shou patted his hungry stomach, and after hesitating for a moment, he still picked up half of the apple. Even if the cooking skills are bad, isn't the knife work still passable?

"If you dare to sneak the little yellow book back again......" Fang Lin's voice was light and fluttering, and to Fang Shou's ears, it sounded like a ghost in the middle of the night, and his cold hairs stood up.

"What the hell do you think your brother does? Am I the kind of person who, after dinner, would hang out on the flyover and have some black uncle tat me on the shoulder and say, 'Brother, do you want a film?'"

"Isn't it?"

"Not re......ally!"

In the west of the city, there is a half-built building here, which seems to have been unfinished because the boss has no money to pay the balance or something. Although it has the frame of the building, it looks completely dilapidated, and it is surrounded by piles of building materials such as sand and gravel. This is the gathering place of a bad community.

Are you talking about the kind of sassy man with dyed hair and fancy clothes? Wrong! Big mistake! This shijie has his own unique definition of bad. As we all know, this is a shijie with a "natal spirit", and this is a shijie that relies on the "natal spirit" to divide the ranks! The so-called bad is not just a person who collects some protection money, bullies the grandmother, and molests the girl. They pursue violence and are eager to solve everything with the liliang of the spirit of their life, they are proud of their liliang and rely on defeating those who are weaker than themselves to gain pleasure.

Of course, the so-called bad is also divided into dozens of organizations, large and small, such as the national university-level organization "Skull and Bones Club". Not only is there a large number of members, the average quality is also high, and the management is strict, but the legendary president is still the kind of existence that is so strong that it is scared to death.

Having said all this, the unscrupulous group entrenched here is called "Twenty-Seven". Although the name is very strange, it is the largest bad group in the local area, and it seems to have an inexplicable relationship with the "Skull and Bones Society". For example, the bald head Fang Shou saw in the toilet last time, he was a small leader here, and he was also a peripheral member of the "Skull and Bones Society".

In normal times, "Twenty-Seven" will organize a gladiatorial battle of the natal spirit at this time to liven up the atmosphere. But today, it fell into a very strange silence. The building, which was already dark, gave people a creepy feeling, and the "click" sound from time to time seemed so weird.

"Click!" sounded like something had shattered.

This is what Fang Shou heard after he hurried over. He frowned, the building he had heard of was one of the bad gathering places, a place where fights often took place. Of course, this is the bad group in Shijie before he crossed over. God knows what earth-shattering things will happen to the more powerful Liliang and the idle guys.

Fang Shou gritted his teeth, his father had also told him not to come to this place, saying that it was haunted, missing or something. However, the building now feels very strange to itself. It's as if it's entangled in something, but it's as if there's a sticky film blocking its way. It felt like every step was going to be very difficult.

Fang guarded the wooden card in his arms, which was something that Liu Bei handed over to him, saying that it could play a certain protective role. However, judging from Cao Cao's disgusted eyes, it didn't seem to have much effect. This place looks so dangerous if this thing doesn't work. Fang Shou looked at his right hand.

He still has one of the biggest hole cards useless.,I believe that except for a few people on shijie.,It should be that no one can play a completely open self?Of course,At that time,,It's possible that you're no longer yourself.。

"Tick, tick!" After cautiously approaching the building, Fang Shou heard such a voice, and when he looked up, there seemed to be something dripping on the second floor. But the light is too dim to see clearly. Fang Shou shook his head, crossed the small sandbag in front of him, and invaded illegally.

"Is anyone there?" Fang Shou lowered his voice, leaning on the faint light of his mobile phone to keep searching.

"Tick, tick. ”

Such a voice never stopped, coupled with this empty environment, Fang Shou felt very irritable, he smacked his tongue dissatisfied, he can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, but such a ghost place is really uncomfortable. He breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his spirits, and wanted to go up to the second floor.

"Bang!" Fang Shou felt as if he had mentioned something, as if it was a round object. Although he had a premonition, Fang Shou still walked in that direction.

His eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible, and his mouth was open as if he wanted to scream. It's a head! a head stained with dirt and blood!

Fang Shou gasped, just now he had learned about the seriousness of the matter from Liu Bei Cao Cao, but he didn't expect that person to do it to this extent! Fang Shou felt a little sick to his stomach, strictly speaking, he could be regarded as a person who had killed people and seen blood. However, looking at this head, and the expression full of fear on his face, I still couldn't stand it.

"Whew~"

A beast-like roar came from the rooftop. Fang Shou didn't care about anything else, bypassing the corpses on the ground and heading to the place where the sound originated.

"Where, where, exactly?" Along the way, there were some fragmentary corpses lying on the ground, the death was extremely miserable, and the abuser didn't seem to want them to end so quickly, and those corpses were surrounded by signs of continuous struggle.

"It's there!" This is the fifth floor, and although you can't see anything, there are some strange sounds coming from that direction.

"Bang!" Fang Shou pushed open the hidden door.

"Stop!"

"Save ......" A bloody man was crawling towards this side in vain, his limbs were broken, and he was struggling completely with one breath.

Fang Shou gritted his teeth, he was a little familiar with this cruel method, he bent down to check the bloody man's injuries, but was stopped by a strong aura coming from the air.

"It's useless. The young man who was carrying a nearly two-meter-long Fang Tian painting halberd and covered with blood all over his body said. He took out a tissue paper from his pocket and quietly wiped the filth on his face, "See you again." ”

"Who?" After taking a closer look, he was indeed wearing the same school uniform as himself, but Fang Shou had never seen this person at all, it should be said that none of the people he knew would make such a tragedy. Everyone knows that after killing a person, there will be more or less a trace of murderous aura on his body, and the murderous aura on his body just after beheading so many people is indeed very terrifying. And with the help of the phantom behind him, Fang Shou took out the wooden card and looked at him with a wary expression.

"Save ......" The bloody man is still struggling.

“biedong。 I'll show you. Damn, how to arrange the nine-character mantra is a healing technique!" Fang Shou squatted down, trying to stop his blood, but there were so many holes in his body......

"Are you the bald head?" Fang Shou was shocked, because there were too few bald heads among the students, so he had a deep memory of this bully's bald head.

"Didn't you say it was useless!" The huge Fang Tian Painting Halberd slashed into the void, and a red energy burst through the air. The wooden card in Fang Shou's hand lit up, and a phantom holding a double-strand sword directly blocked that energy. "Drink!" shouted, and the student holding Fang Tian's halberd covered his chest in pain and fell to his knees.

"Lu Fengxian! Come out for me!" Seeing this tragic scene, Liu Bei, who had always been good-tempered, also became angry.

"Big ears, what's the matter?" the huge phantom behind the student gradually condensed and formed, and the big man in huge armor and clasped his hands lazily responded.

"You actually tricked your host to do such a thing! Do you want to be directly expelled from this shijie?" Liu Bei felt that he was about to be blown up, although he got the prompt of Heavenly Dao, but in the face of such a lawless Lu Bu, especially the tragic scene in front of him, this is not the Three Kingdoms, but a peaceful shijie! He did such a thing, didn't he obviously let Heavenly Dao clean up himself and others?

"Hmph!" Lu Bu summoned the Fang Tian painting halberd in the student's hand, and said disdainfully: "The five tigers are not here, what can you do alone?"

Note from "Xiling Empire", magnificent! Sell small plates and sell them to all planes of the black super uncle! Look, even a gentleman can do something earth-shattering!

PS。 I feel that I really don't have the talent to manage, and I've been annoyed by the things in the group for a long time at night, and I'm too tired. Originally, I wanted Haode to listen to the opinions of readers, but it seems to have changed its taste. So, let's go to the second group, or leave me a message in the book review area. Your support is what keeps me going, xiexie.