Zhu Zan suddenly felt a cold wind blowing by.

In addition, the paper figure Lingyin, who was still talking just now, was silent at the same time, Zhu Zhan's heart jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously looked back.

However, the moment he turned around, his hairs stood on end, and his throat was choked by someone, and he couldn't make a sound!

Just behind him and the paper man Lingyin, I don't know when there was a person standing.........

A white-faced man wearing the official uniform of the Great Wei civil official!

And it's a white-faced man with his official boots off the ground and floating in the air!

His eyes flashed with a miserable green light, and when he saw Zhu Zhan turn his head, the corners of his mouth pulled upward, and he smiled at him.

The miserable green light flashed, and Zhu Zan only felt that he was in a sea of blood, surrounded by stumps and broken arms, internal organs, and countless powerful ghosts and ghosts screaming and laughing and pounced on him.

In a trance, he found himself firmly tied to a red-hot pillar, and two hideous-looking imps broke open his mouth, clamped his tongue with iron tongs, and pulled it out raw, not at once, but elongated and dragged slowly......

Before he could scream, he found that the demon in front of him had changed his props again, holding a sharp pair of scissors, and slowly cutting off his ten fingers one by one......

He was hung upside down from a tree full of sharp blades, bleeding profusely from the ground......

He was placed in a steamer, and the heat was rising and the smell of meat was overflowing......

He was charred and rolled in the flames......

He's not thinking an inch, he's climbing the knife mountain......

Zhu Zhan's liver and gallbladder were broken, and he was in pain, and suddenly let out a terrible howl, but he didn't know if he really made a sound.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the sharp cry of the paper man's spirit, which exploded in his ear.

Zhu Zhan didn't care about it, he kept screaming, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

Another high-pitched cry pierced the eardrums.

Zhu Zhan came back to his senses suddenly, only to see that he was staring at a pair of eyes that glowed with a miserable green light, and those eyes exuded an endless attraction, as if they were about to suck his whole spirit into it!

The scarlet light on Zhu Zhan's chest flashed, and the sound of something cracking sounded, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, smearing the clothes on his entire chest into bright red......

"The old thief dares!"

He heard the terrible cry of the paper man spirit again, but his eyes were black and he couldn't stand at all, so he could only kneel on the ground with a pop, and watch the countless paper money burst into flames, sweeping towards the quiet and silent floating civil official not far away.

"You want to harm me, and you can't vent the hatred in my heart unless you cut me with a thousand knives!"

The voice of the civil official man suspended in the air was hoarse, sounding like two rusty iron saw blades rubbing against each other, and when he stretched out his hand, a dark smoke screen suddenly descended, and the sound of the neighing of war horses and the collision of swords and guns could be faintly heard from inside.

"Hook the soul, and the Yin soldiers gather?"

Lingyin, who didn't know where to hide just now, revealed the true body of the paper figure again, and a slightly surprised expression appeared on his vivid face, but there was no panicked look, and he was still calm and indifferent.

As the first row of Yin soldiers with the smell of decay and decay stepped out of the black smoke screen, Lingyin suddenly smiled, and a smile of anticipation appeared on his papier-mâché face.

It also stretched out its hand, and a huge spiritual shed suddenly appeared in the place corresponding to the black smoke screen behind it, with bursts of crying inside, white flowers, and a strong smell of sadness exuding from every corner.

Zhu Zhan, who was still in a state of confusion, was set up by two paper figures with mourning sticks in his waist, and placed them safely behind the offering table in the innermost part of the spiritual shed, on the wide-backed Taishi chair made of white paper.

When he sat down on the chair, the whole mourning shed suddenly cried loudly, mourning and music everywhere, one after another paper figures knelt on the ground, holding a mourning stick to him and crying silently, and let out a loud cry.

When a whole group of Yin soldiers appeared from the black smoke screen and began to accelerate their charge forward a little bit, the paper people in the spirit shed happened to have finished the big salute of three bows and nine bows, and stood up with a blunt and pointed mourning stick, lined up outside the shed to form a mourning procession, and greeted the Yin soldiers on the opposite side.

Zhu Zhan sat behind the offering table in a daze, watching the white dragon gathered outside the spirit shed continue to accelerate, and then collided with the oncoming black dragon, and his subconsciously open mouth couldn't close for a long time.

"I was born from the fireworks in front of the grave, although the time is still short, but I have also heard of the power of the Yin soldiers to cross the border before the catastrophe of the end of the year, but unfortunately I am too late to form the wisdom of the formation and I can't witness this grand occasion with my own eyes...... Today, I am fortunate to be able to witness the grand occasion of the gathering of the Yin soldiers from Your Excellency, and although I have not really completed the last step of the transformation of the Yin soldiers, I am also fortunate to be ......."

Lingyin slowly turned his body, and watched expressionlessly as the team of paper figures belonging to his own family collapsed at the touch of a button, and countless scraps of paper were flying all over the sky, but he did not flinch or fear at all, but looked at the civil official hanging in the distance and calmly said something.

"It's just that in order to gather Yin soldiers of this scale, how many life-destroying things have you done?"

"You don't need to be too nervous in front of me, because I was born in the smoke and fire in front of the grave, not a human race, and I don't have much opinion on this matter...... It's just that this official may not know that my master Gu has always admired the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, and his own family is also walking the rivers and lakes, practicing chivalry and righteousness, if you let him peek into this matter, presumably Gu Master's opinion will be very big and deep, just like his axe that makes me scared as deep as the blade blood groove. ”

The pale-faced middle-aged civil official spit out a breath of black breath, quietly listened to the words of the paper man's spirit, and watched the battle between the black yin soldiers and the white paper man below for a moment in silence, and finally said in a hoarse voice, "The world will be chaotic, the heroes are chasing the deer, Wei Jun has no way, Jiuding has changed hands, and only the capable can get the residence...... It is said that since the beginning of the Dragon Pattern Empire and the accession of the Dragon Pattern Ancestor Emperor to the throne, those dirty dragon pattern descendants have occupied the protagonist of the world little by little, until the establishment of the Wei Dynasty, during which there have been many dynasty changes, all of which are so ......"

"As a descendant of the ancient clan that began to flourish in ancient times, and then passed down to the present, I have been recovering the glory of my clan all my life, and it is my responsibility to destroy the majesty of the descendants of the dragon pattern.

The middle-aged civil official looked crazy, but when he said this, he suddenly paused, and after a while, he returned to the cold and dead silence he had before, "It's just that I'm a little strange, as a non-human being, but you insist on following behind a person who doesn't know whether you are alive or dead, and you are a slave and a servant, what is the reason?"

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Chapter 327: Punishment of the Heart