Chapter Seventy-Seven: That's Not How the Play Works
"Did I really enter the battlefield of the Civil War?" Alebella quickly reacted after a slight panic: "No, I remember that there seems to be a movie about the Civil War in that film......"
It stands to reason that a reel of film is about the length of a movie. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but this killing film is different, it is said that the content sent out each time seems to be different.
According to preliminary statistics, more than 30 films have been played on this film. And every time it is played, it will cause a tragedy.
If it was such a film, Ellebela's heart suddenly hung in the air, and she looked around, these corpses ......
Sure enough, these corpses shook their bodies and stood up one by one in the slight distraction of Ellebella just now.
"Damn, where are the others? Tang Changsheng?" Ellebella drew her pistol.
The bullets in her gun were limited, and the entire battlefield, I don't know if there were thousands or tens of thousands of corpses began to stand up.
Because of the support of Great Chu and Great Britain respectively, the Civil War was much larger and more tragic than the other trajectory of time and space. Battles in which tens of thousands of soldiers have fallen are everywhere......
Ellebella only has a few dozen bullets on her body at most, but at this time, how can she get out?
Fortunately, Tang Changsheng had just helped her refine the talisman again, which made her settle down a little.
If memory serves, this is a horror film and a typical cult film. The story is that the fallen soldiers were resurrected by an evil wizard on the British side, who intended to crush the northern resistance with the corpses of these drives......
At this time, Tang Changsheng was in the heavy rain and walked into a villa in a gloomy forest. Before him, there was already a family who had to enter the villa for help because the car broke down in heavy rain.
In the crackling thunder, this magnificent villa looks more and more strange in the gloomy forest.
But when Tang Changsheng pried open the door of this villa, it was brilliantly lit inside. At least the entire hall illuminated by hundreds of candles was bright, and in front of the long dining table, a sumptuous meal was being placed.
The host was about to entertain the guests attentively, and when he saw Tang Changsheng knocking on the door, he laughed even more: "Welcome, lost guest." It's raining so hard outside, please come inside and take a break!"
At first glance, this host is a hospitable and wealthy gentleman who seems to be nothing more ordinary.
But Tang Changsheng obviously didn't think of it in his eyes, and at this moment, Tang Changsheng was also in a hurry to find Elle Bella, obviously not in the mood to accompany the guy here to act.
He said lightly, "You're a vampire?"
The master was stunned for a long time before he said: "Damn, the play doesn't seem to be like this!"
Tang Changsheng waved his hand indifferently, and a strong wind suddenly blew up from the room, extinguishing all the candles in the blink of an eye.
But the room did not fall into darkness, but on the contrary, it was revealed in another light.
On the table, the food that looks delicate and rich is nothing more than a bloody feast of human flesh. And it's not cooked, the so-called roast mutton is a bloody woman who has been split in half.
And the master and all the servants also showed their original forms in the light, and they were actually vampires with blue faces and fangs.
The family of five, who had arrived earlier, stood up with a frightened scream, huddled into a heap.
This scene made the master even more angry and shouted: "Damn, that's not how the play works, where are you the bounty hunter? Give it to me, kill him......"
The servants in the room instantly killed Tang Changsheng, but Tang Changsheng only flicked on the flame of the lamp, and more than a dozen servants who rushed over were instantly ignited by the flames and turned into ashes.
The master exclaimed, "That's not how the play is played, how can there be such a powerful hunter?"
He roared, turning into a black shadow and trying to rush outside. But the next moment, as if he had hit some iron wall, he fell down directly, and it took him half a day to finally get up.
At this time, Tang Changsheng was already sitting at the table with the Yuanyang magic lamp in a big way, and said with a faint smile: "How about it, this play is changed like this now, isn't it unexpected?"
The vampire was a little annoyed and angry, and roared at Tang Changsheng, "Damn, I'm going to kill you......"
As he spoke, the bat, which had turned into a cloud of black smoke, rushed towards Tang Changsheng. What no one noticed was that a small, unnoticed bat had snuck out and was flying outside.
However, what awaits it is still impregnable. The air in front of the little bat still became extremely solid, causing it to hit it headlong, and then involuntarily exploded into black mist, revealing its true form.
On the other side, all the bats that pounced towards Tang Changsheng had turned into flying ashes.
"Well, you want to see if you can escape from me. Or, see if I can destroy this spiritual realm?"
At this moment, Tang Changsheng was calm and calm, as if he was behind everything under control.
The vampire crawled over on his knees: "Hero, spare your life." As you can see, I'm not harmful. I'm just a poor vampire trapped here......"
Tang Changsheng was unmoved: "Really, then it seems that it is useless to leave you, it is better to burn it!"
"Don't, don't ......" the vampire cried out in horror, its life was naturally worthless to Tang Changsheng, but to itself, it was extremely precious, there was only one, and if it died, it would be gone.
"What use can you have? Or can you call out the owner behind this, and talk to it, and it's better to let me and my people out. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind burning through all of these spiritual realms layer by layer......"
With Tang Changsheng's words, a bottle of Heavenly Silver was added to the Yuanyang Divine Lamp, and in an instant, the light of the Yuanyang Divine Lamp was blazing, and the air near the core of the light was slowly deformed as if it had been steamed at high temperatures.
And the tables near the flames, and the things like the hands and feet, were also in the light of the fire, fluctuating with the ripples, as if they were not real.
"Still not coming out?" Tang Changsheng showed a sneer on his face, thinking that he couldn't do it or what?
May the fire shoot out in clusters in the Yuanyang magic lamp, and shoot on the vampire, who almost didn't even have time to scream, and turned into ashes. (To be continued.) )