Bai Lang's mind was buzzing, and he heard the man behind him gasping.

What he spat out was a cold breeze that sprayed on his neck, and it got closer and closer.

He trembled, pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and remembered Hao Chengang's instructions: "No matter what sound you hear, don't look back." ”

What happens if you turn back?

At this time, even if you shout for help, others will not look back because it is a ghost's trick!

Bai Lang's breathing became more and more rapid, and when he felt a cold and slippery tongue-like thing on the back of his neck, he finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart, and with a loud cry, the long sword slashed out with a bright sword light.

And yet there is nothing behind!

The sword stabbed into the air, draining all the strength of his body. He heard chattering laughter in the air next to him, and the licked part of his neck began to burn, numb, and spread throughout his body......

At this time, the star-shaped birthmark on the back of his neck suddenly began to glow and become extremely hot, and the instant burst of heat could almost roast a piece of meat, but it also made Bai Lang recover from the severe pain. Hearing a sharp and terrible scream from the side, the chaotic shadows in his vision retreated like a tide, and he found himself back in the passage of the underground palace, where Ye Yingru and Liu Wanyun had already walked into the distance and turned into a corner.

Bai Lang ran wildly, and he was terrified. If it was a little later, even if he could come to his senses, he would not be able to catch up with the team, and he could only be lost in this gloomy labyrinth forever......

Ye Yingru grabbed Liu Wanyun's palm and said tremblingly: "Did you hear someone screaming behind just now?"

"I hear you. Liu Wanyun's calm expression gave Ye Yingru some comfort, "Don't worry about it, just move forward." ”

"But why is the man behind us gone? I can't hear his footsteps......

Liu Wanyun said coldly: "His cultivation is too low, and he is confused by ghosts, there is nothing strange about it." ”

"But as soon as he dies, we'll be the last! Those goblins eat people from the last one, right?"

Liu Wanyun said angrily: "How can there be such a thing! The little ghost will definitely pick someone with low cultivation first, it has nothing to do with the position! I have already told you not to think nonsense......

At this moment, there was a rush of running from behind, and it quickly approached this way. Ye Yingru became even more alarmed: "It's coming!What should I do?Let's run too!"

"Don't panic! Don't move! Don't look back!" Liu Wanyun pinched Ye Yingru's wrist hard, silently used the Four Nine Xuangong, clasped four quenched silver needles between her fingers, and waited intently for the arrival of the footsteps behind her.

At this time, if you make a rash move, you are likely to fall into the illusion created by the ghosts, and you must see the opportunity to kill the enemy with one blow!

The wheezing sound of the white waves sounded behind their ears.

'There is temperature, it is a living person.' But the body is hot and hot, could it be that he is possessed?'

Liu Wanyun's mind turned, her body was extremely tight, as long as Bai Lang dared to stick to it, whether he was alive or not, he would be hit by her several poisonous injections, dead or alive, and then talk about it.

Fortunately, the road in front of him became more spacious, Bai Lang felt Liu Wanyun's murderous aura, and he didn't dare to approach, so he picked up the body technique taught by Xin Xian, ran quickly against the wall on the other side, and caught up with Lu Xiaoxiang, Xiaozhu, and Yu Hanyan, and came to the middle of the team. He didn't dare to stay at the back of the line anymore.

"Hey, it's really him. He's still alive!" Liu Wanyun watched Bai Lang run to the front, and also grabbed Ye Yingru and sped up.

Xiaozhu heard the noise around him and couldn't help but turn his head to glance.

'I just tilted my head and didn't look back, so it shouldn't matter!' she thought groggily as she felt a figure run past her, and then the noise grew around as if she had come to a vegetable market.

Among all the people in this line, Xiaozhu is actually the one with the lowest cultivation, lower than Bai Lang. No matter how fast her sword is and how light her body is, without the support of spiritual power, she can't stop the formless yin qi and ghost qi, her whole body is eroded, and her thoughts have long been a little blurred.

She gradually found herself standing in the middle of a crowd, silently walking forward, faces blurred around her.

It seems that there are a lot of people shouting, very angry, what are they shouting?

Verdict...... Damn it...... Three o'clock in the afternoon?

Xiaozhu walked for a long time, and saw that the scenery around him was still the same, as if it had not moved. After a cold gust of wind blew, her eyelids jumped, and the swordsman's instinct awoke and she tightened her grip on the wooden sword, feeling a little more sober again.

At this time, among the many blurred faces, a person suddenly raised his head and glanced at her. It was a face full of flesh, with bloodshot teeth in its grinning mouth, bulging eyes, and a strange and hideous expression. He stood in the middle of the crowd, holding a butcher's knife in his right hand and holding a man with messy hair to the chopping board with his left.

'Is this a butcher?' he's going to kill people, and he's going to sell human flesh as pork?'

Xiao Zhu's heart sudden, his eyes moved down, and he found that the person who was held down by the butcher was somewhat familiar. Take a closer look, isn't the face under the messy hair exactly yourself?

Why am I in such a place...... No, it just looks alike!

A thought flashed through her, and she saw the man held down by the butcher lift his face, the corners of his mouth slowly curled, and a strange smile appeared at her.

A cold current suddenly rose in her heart, and then the world in front of her changed, and when she came back to her senses again, she couldn't move.

She had been pressed to a wooden pier by the butcher.

There were chaotic shouts around her, and she couldn't understand a word, but she vaguely understood what they meant.

It turned out that he had committed a big crime and was going to be beheaded on the street at the entrance of the vegetable market.

'When did I sin?' and...... How is the executioner a butcher......

However, in the face of this grotesque scene, her resistance gradually extinguished, as if the big thick hand on her neck had extinguished her fire of survival, and her heart was dead silent.

When the butcher saw that she was no longer struggling and that she had rested her head on the wooden pier, he let go of his hand and raised his butcher's knife high.

With a crunch, the butcher's knife easily tore through her skin, severing bones, nerves, and muscles, and her head tumbled to the ground, only to be picked up by the butcher.

She felt her head being pulled by the hair, and the figure of the audience in front of her who was boiling with emotion appeared in her confused, half-open eyes.

There was a sudden tremor from the depths of her soul, the last struggle of life to awaken her from her illusion.

Her face was pale and serene, her eyes were lazily half-open, her pupils were white, her pink lips had turned lilac, and her white chin was smeared with a few blood marks, which were still dripping from the broken neck below her head to the ground. Thin lips moved slightly, and countless sensations swirled back and forth in her mind, but she couldn't speak.

This is the feeling of death coming, which makes people drunk, and it seems that it is not as terrible as it is rumored to be.

The soul gradually drifted away, and she seemed to be a kind of spectator watching her corpse.

She saw her head being lifted by the butcher and shown to the onlookers, blood still dripping from the severed neck. And beneath the wooden pier, her soft body rose back high, and the blood spurted from the stump of her neck, and even flowed onto her shoulders, staining her white chest a blood-red. With each twitch, blood spurted out of the shut-in.

Then, her vision quickly darkened.