Chapter 104: Pu'er! (Second Update, Please Subscribe!)

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Not much of a prologue,

There is no cumbersome self-introduction,

Not to mention the insane transition where you come and go with each other;

This killing in Mingdian does not belong to living people,

It kicked off directly in this abrupt way.

"Funeral Song",

For whom?

The roles of the prey and the hunter are vacillating, and the one who was confident in his heart suddenly had an illusion that his side may not be the one who has the last laugh.

With a cold flame, the bone hand pierced through little Loli's soul, leaving a big hole, a burning hole. Little Loli could only back away, looking at the injury to her soul, with a gloomy expression.

They want to save a little effort, because they know that the guy in front of him who escaped from the siege last time is not a very easy character to get along with.

But they were also convinced that in the current second siege, so many ghosts gathered, and under the premise that the other party had no choice but to throw themselves into the trap, they already had a chance to win.

only,

Now like this,

Is it the appearance of winning?

The twisted and tingling sensation from the depths of her soul kept attacking little Lolita,

She didn't dare to move anymore, this flame came from the bearded man, it was his means of guarding the door, and she was caught off guard by this attack, she really had no defense at all.

She even worried,

If I hadn't suppressed this injury, it would probably disappear in smoke.

The soul seems to be more ethereal than the body, with no trace to be found, and no worries of birth, old age, sickness and death, but in fact, at least in this world, the soul is really too fragile.

However, she did not bring her physical body with her. Now, she regretted it a little.

If her temporary physical body was here at this time, she would not be so passive.

"Forehead…………"

mouth open,

Little Lolita's tongue began to stick out, and the tongue stretched very long, and she began to try to extinguish the flames that were still flying around her abdomen.

Tongues are constantly being melted,

But the tongue keeps growing,

This is a way to use her own vitality to heal her injuries. She would definitely not be willing to do it in normal times, but at this time, she has no choice.

because,

throbbing deep inside,

It has become more and more clear!

first,

she started to think,

myself tonight,

Can you get out of here alive?

The long-bearded man could see that he was trying his best to resist. He was the oldest ghost messenger present, and he had a certain hope of challenging the qualifications for arresting the head.

You know, in the yang world, judges are basically not born, and most of the head catchers walk in the underworld. Those who can shuttle between the world and hell more freely are called ghost messengers.

But such a senior ghost messenger, in the short time after that person opened the door,

It was controlled and became a puppet!

Turn back half an hour in time,

This scene,

Who would have thought of it?

To resist and struggle is for dignity and for one's own existence.

But at the next moment, when Liang Chuan spoke, he actually followed suit,

uniform,

God Sync:

"This funeral song."

"This funeral song."

"Play for everyone."

"Play for everyone."

"After listening, let's go."

"After listening, let's go."

The long-bearded man stretched out his shriveled arms. There was almost only a layer of skin left on the two arms, which simply covered the bones. Even in the palm of his hand, there were straight white bones, and there was not even a layer of skin for embellishment. .

over the years,

I don't know how many dead souls were captured by his hands, sent to hell, sent to reincarnation, and turned into his own meritorious performance, but now, he is like a marionette, manipulated by others,

Controlled by his original prey.

You take me as your prey?

OK,

Then I will be your master.

The faceless girl let out a sharp scream, and her long hair flew out, enveloping Liang Chuan. She knew that if she couldn't get things done tonight, she would get nothing.

Leaving hell, leaving the pool, even with the blessing of ghosts around her, is still a huge consumption for her. If she goes back with nothing, she will not even be able to leave hell next time.

The water pool will become her permanent bondage, and I even have to worry about whether my weak self will be affected by the group of dead people on Huangquan Road, and then I will completely degenerate, blend into their group, and move from one end to another. .

She doesn't want to lose,

can't lose

She didn't want to think about standing in the pool like before, watching these people leave, she could only growl angrily!

Liang Chuan turned his head sideways and looked at the faceless woman. There seemed to be two blood moons hidden in his deep red eyes. At the same time, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes. It is conceivable that he is not as handsome as he appears on the surface. Easy and freehand.

However, Liang Chuan's tapping with his ten fingers was a little lighter than before.

There is no piano in front of him, so naturally he cannot make a sound,

But that eager rhythm,

But it seems to hit the bottom of everyone's heart present,

Hitting their heartstrings again and again!

They are ghost messengers, guardians of the order of the yin and yang realms, and they have been the ones to escort the souls of the dead to hell through the ages.

And today,

Then someone started to send them to their death!

The expression on the face of the faceless woman was distorted. She was originally expressionless, but at this moment, her face became uneven. Even her long hair with special abilities became The poisonous snakes above Medusa's head are not attacking others, but eating themselves back.

The silent sound of the piano is pervasive.

It's a vortex,

No one is spared!

There were strange voices from the faceless woman's body, as if they were calling for something, and they resonated with each other and Liang Chuan.

"You said you wanted to be an emissary from hell.

I,

promise you. "

These words are not for the Faceless Woman, but for the soul that was swallowed by her.

It's not easy being alone with one friend, and this time, he lost two.

He found Xiaoqiang's soul. Although he fell into a deep sleep, he would wake up one day.

The soul of Yuecheng is in front of her eyes, and he will send her to the way home in her heart.

You say I am a judge,

Then I will be the judge,

so what?

Liang Chuan raised his hand, and then pressed it down suddenly.

The Faceless Woman raised her head abruptly, and her body began to twist. The soul that she suppressed deliberately not to swallow completely, at this moment, unexpectedly began to attack her with the help of external forces.

That girl's soul was originally used by her to threaten him, but now, it has become a bomb hidden in her body, which seems to have the ability to detonate herself.

Two different screams and screams came from the faceless woman's body, the two women were biting, fighting, and devouring.

Liang Chuan gave the ring,

set up the environment,

leftover,

It is your own competition.

He has confidence in her, and she is even more suitable for the status of hell than himself.

The ghost messengers around naturally didn't watch the show, but shot together. At this time, they no longer worried about whether they would consume their vitality or affect their stay in Yangjian;

They knew that the situation was getting out of hand.

Now, all this must be forced back into the rhythm they want.

All of a sudden, the mighty stick, the soul-suppressing flag, the soul-absorbing bell and so on roared towards Liang Chuan, but the man with the long beard stood in front of Liang Chuan with an almost selfless attitude.

He was powerless to fight back, but he endured all the blows abruptly, and his soul began to be damaged in a short time.

Obviously a hunter,

At this time, he sacrificed himself to protect the prey,

More selfless than the most loyal servant!

The faceless girl knelt down on the ground, screaming continuously, ordinary people couldn't hear it, and the neighbors in the neighborhood continued to sleep with them, but the cats and dogs on the old street sensed the abnormality, But he didn't dare to be restless, he only dared to curl up next to his nest and shiver.

This is a struggle in which the living cannot participate,

It is a group of gods of death fighting in the world,

The result of the fight,

is the loser,

Don't even have to do ghosts!

"boom!"

The black killing stick pierced the long-bearded man's chest. At the same time, Liang Chuan staggered slightly. He was a little dizzy, and the crimson in the long-bearded man's eyes had disappeared.

He lowered his head, looked at the black killing stick that had pierced his soul, and looked at his body that was so broken that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow away his soul body.

in the eyes,

Full of unbelievable,

why is this so,

Why did it become like this!

"Kill him, refine the soul!"

In the distance, the little loli who was still suppressing her serious injury said sharply:

"He is already dead, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, I want him, life is better than death, I will personally burn his dead soul for ten years!"

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him,

The long-bearded man knelt down on the ground,

The ghost messenger in front bypassed him and continued to rush towards Liang Chuan.

The order of the underworld cannot be profaned. Once today's incident is passed on, they will become the laughing stock of the underworld, so the man in front of him must be dealt with!

Liang Chuan staggered and held on to the door panel,

The ten fingers have already fallen down in a slump, and the body has long been soaked in sweat.

line of sight,

It seems to be a little blurred.

in a trance,

He saw vicious ghosts rushing towards him, and now, he was so tired, what he wanted to do was to lean against this door frame,

keep leaning

Waiting for the sun to rise tomorrow,

Waiting for the golden sun to shine on him,

Wait for that warm and lazy comfort to wrap you around.

more than two thousand kilometers away

, there is a veteran who is driving a live broadcast to cheer for himself,

It's just that he never uses a smartphone, so he can't watch the live broadcast.

There is a cold girl, biting her lip, laughing and crying for herself, crying and laughing.

Liang Chuan raised his head,

He doesn't regret what he did, not at all,

but,

He has people he fetters and people he feels sorry for,

One person does things and one person bears the responsibility. Many times, it is just a simple and beautiful fantasy.

When the killing stick was about to hit his head,

He raised his hand,

Looking at the white cat that is still grooming its hair below,

called out:

"Pu'er!"

for a while,

Under the dim street lights,

The cat's shadow began to grow longer and longer,

longer and longer,

grow up to,

It seems that the whole old street can be submerged......

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Everyone knows that Long did not save the manuscript. These two chapters were written in the first half of the night. Long immediately continued to code,

Today, at least five more!

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We put up the shelves twice,

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