Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

The cymbals made no sound at all.

The sticky carrion is like a huge piece of soft crystal mud, absorbing all the force of the impact.

Fang Yiyi frowned slightly, and pulled out the cymbal.

Sticky carrion sticks to it, pulling long strands.

The ghost's hand that was digging out the internal organs stopped, grabbed a sticky mass and smashed Fang Yiyi's face.

Fang Yi also dodged sideways and moved to the back of the ghost. The ghost's arm seemed to be tracking and positioned. Behind him, he pointed back at Fang Yiyi.

The viscera dripped through the fingers where the carrion hung, and was thrown everywhere with the movement.

Fang Yi also pursed the corners of his lips tightly, kept walking, dodged the attack nimbly and lightly, and came to the front of the ghost clockwise, that arm chased after him, and chased him again. At the same time, the ghost's other arm also moved towards the ghost She catches it.

Fang Yi also continued to turn, she was dexterous, and her steps were stuck in rhythm. Every time when the ghost was about to catch her, she dodged to the side. After three laps, the ghost was entangled in her arms.

The remaining viscera in the ghost's hand was glued to his body due to the movement, and it stuck together with other meat that was about to rot into liquid, sticky and greasy, and extremely disgusting.

The ghost's movements stopped, and there was a roar from outside the window. Fang Yiyi glanced at the open window, rushed up, and closed the window with a 'click'.

"Life is originally a play, and we get together because of fate."

Fang Yiyi had seen it before. In the next moment, the bloody head hit the glass with a 'slap', and the rotten pieces of meat were thrown on it by inertia, and black sticky blood sprayed out.

The ghost outside the window seemed unable to believe that Fang Yiyi would do this, and was terrified that a thin glass could stop him, let out an even more frightening roar, and began to crazily hit the glass, blood, brains and minced meat The ghost head didn't care about the layers of paste on the glass, and hit it vigorously, shaking the window frame trembling.

Fang Yiyi was not sure how long the tempered glass could last, so he quickly recited a few more lines of "Song of No Qi" to strengthen it.

At this time, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air behind him, Fang Yiyi didn't even think about it, he turned his steps, and quickly turned around in the process of retreating. In his sight, both arms were hanging towards her with sticky juice. Probe over.

Fang Yi also didn't wrinkle, his brown eyes glanced at the ghost, the ghost didn't untie itself,

Still entangled himself like a twist, but the arms stretched out.

A small 'crack' sound appeared at the place Fang Yiyi had just stepped on.

A small ball of minced meat that had been hanging from the ceiling fell down.

The sound was like a switch, and countless pieces of meat fell from the top of Fang Yiyi's head one after another, covering the sky like raindrops.

Even though Fang Yiyi moved quickly, he was almost hit by the pieces of meat.

The original pace was disrupted, and Fang Yiyi looked a little embarrassed for a while.

The head that hit the glass stopped, it hit for a long time, the glass was almost covered with blood and flesh, obstructing the sight, so he changed to another clean one, looked at Fang Yiyi, and let out a strange 'Jie Jie' smile.

Fang Yiyi who just hid by the window: "..." She stretched out her hand and pulled the curtains shut.

The ghost head's sight was cut off, the roaring sound instantly increased several decibels, and the speed and force of hitting the glass instantly increased, but no matter how hard it tried, it still couldn't get in, so it had to stare dryly, powerless and furious.

Fang Yi also didn't know how long her spell was valid, so she quickly added a few sentences: "If you lose your temper over a trivial matter, why bother thinking about it later."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after she finished reading, the ghost seemed to be even more angry.

The minced meat that fell on the ground floated up again, and shot towards Fang Yiyi in all directions.

Like small biochemical shells.

Fang Yi also had no expression on her face, her eyes were sharp, she rushed out, rolled on the temporarily clean floor to the side of the bed, picked up a big pillow, pinched the edge with both hands, and blocked herself in front of her like a shield: "I'm not angry when others are angry!"

The moment the countless sticky lumps of meat touched the pillow, they turned in a smooth direction, divided into three directions, left, right, and upper, and swam around the pillow towards Fang Yiyi. At the same time, the ghost's two hands had already reached Fang Yi. Also close behind the distance.

It is blocked in all directions, and there is no way to avoid it!

"Ah----!!!" Ma Qianran stood by the door watching this scene, let out a scream, closed her eyes in despair, and couldn't bear to watch the next scene.

Fang Yiyi's calmness was beyond her expectation. At this moment, there was no fluctuation in her heart, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile that she didn't even notice, which was inevitable.

She pulled the pillow, and the small figure was as nimble as a loach. It rolled over again, and rolled out from the front. At the same time, it turned around with a movement that tested flexibility, facing the shredded meat and The ghost hand is like a pillow.

The messy ghost things are distorted and neatly

was thrown aside.

Before they parted again, Fang Yiyi threw away the pillow, held a cymbal in his hand, tapped his toes on the ground, jumped up lightly, and took the initiative to meet Minced Meat and Ghost Hand.

The wide cymbal has a large area, just enough to cover the gathered minced meat.

"Let him handle the trivial matters of the children and grandchildren!"

The minced meat and the ghost hand were pressed together by the wide cymbal, and after retreating uncontrollably for a certain distance, the wide cymbal stopped and they were thrown out violently.

At the same time, Fang Yi also fired the lighter, and faint blue flames appeared instantly.

"Enjoy hardship and enjoyment together!"

The pieces of meat and the ghost's hands fell heavily on the twisted ghost's body, and the things that belonged to its body returned to him, seamlessly, without leaving a trace.

The ignited lighter followed closely behind, was thrown over, hit the target, and the flames ignited immediately when the ghost met it. In an instant, the ghost's huge body was covered by the faint blue will-o'-the-wisp.

Fang Yi also walked to the side of the fire, expressionless, and said seriously: "The gods envy good companions."

After finishing speaking, she tapped the two cymbals lightly, and the surface of the cymbals vibrated weakly, and the sticky meat attached to them shook off, fell into the fire, and instantly turned into ashes.

In Fang Yiyi's brown eyes, faint blue flames danced lightly.

The black gray is automatic without wind, spinning slowly upwards and disappearing.

Only an old-fashioned lighter was left lying quietly on the ground.

Fang Yiyi squatted down, ready to pick it up.

The sound of messy footsteps behind him was accompanied by heavy breathing, and they approached quickly.

Fang Yiyi paused when he got up, and then squatted down quickly after halfway up.

While she was grabbing the lighter, a dagger with a cold light narrowly brushed against her scalp, cutting off a few strands of raised hair.

Fang Yi also didn't hesitate at all. He tossed the cymbal in his right hand lightly, and instead held the edge of the cymbal, he slashed hard at the position in front of him, hitting the man's kneecap just right.

"what!!!"

Ma Qianran let out a scream of pain and fell to the ground.

Fang Yi also stood up and looked coldly at the woman who was trying to sneak attack him.

Outside the window was a ghost head whose body had been destroyed, howling with anger beyond measure.

Fang Yi said: "The car that wanted to kill me and Tao Yunling during the day was also found by you, who ordered you to do it, Fu Ansu? Are you here by yourself? Is there anyone to come to meet you?"

Ma Qianran's knees were swollen very high, she was beaten severely, and she also knew that she had failed in her mission and could not kill Fang Yiyi, so she simply said nothing, opened her throat, and wailed loudly.

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Yiyi was so quarreled that her brain ached, and said: "Stop crying, talk!"

Ma Qianran: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-"

They cried so much that their make-up was all messed up, and they looked uglier than ghosts.

Fang Yiyi: "..."

She sighed, took out her mobile phone, and called Tao Ge.

Tao Ge answered very quickly and didn't take a break.

Hearing the woman's howling coming from Fang Yiyi's place, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the screen, confirmed that the caller was Fang Yiyi, and then said: "I remember you are in the hotel, what's going on over there, Has the mistress been caught and raped in bed?"

Fang also has black lines all over his head.

"No," she said, "The one crying is Ma Qianran."

"Ma Qianran? Good guy," Tao Ge chuckled, as if talking to the people over there: "Your contact person has been controlled by us, she recruited everything, do you still have to be stubborn?"

Then the other party also said: "Where are you? I will take someone to pick you up."

Fang Yi also counted the floors, and said, "I'm still in the hotel, on the 19th floor..." While speaking, because there was no "Bu Qi Song" bonus for a long time, after another persistent hit on the glass, the ghost head passed through over here.

It hit the ground facing Fang Yiyi's position, and suddenly lost its barrier at this moment, unable to stop with strength, it shot towards Fang Yiyi like a shell.

Fang Yiyi glanced at this scene from the corner of his eye and took a step back.

The ghost head 'slapped' and landed on Ma Qianran's face.

The crying stopped abruptly.

Fang Yiyi: "..."

Fang Yi also said to the phone: "You'd better come here quickly, Ma Qianran was bitten, the room number is the one corresponding to my room, hurry up, hang up first."

Ma Qianran twitched all over, waving her arms stiffly.

Fang Yiyi picked up the cymbal with his left hand, and walked around Ma Qianran half a circle in distress.

Ma Qianran's angle was too good, the ghost bumped his face into the glass, Ma Qianran was crying towards her, after she dodged, Ma Qianran bumped into the ghost's face.

The ghost's face was full of dilapidated carrion, which was very sticky, and it stuck to Ma Qianran's face. In an instant, the backs of the two heads, which were only half left, were tightly connected together.

Fang Yi also tried to save her but couldn't do anything.

Seeing that Ma Qianran's skin was still blue-black with death, Fang Yiyi scratched her hair in distress.

She thought that the ghost and Ma Qianran were in the same group and would not hurt her, but she never thought that she would not come down if she went up.

Not only that, but Fang also noticed that the contact area between one person and one ghost is expanding.

This ghost head seems to be devouring Ma Qianran's head.

Fang Yi was also worried that if he beat the cymbal forcibly, it would

It was counterproductive, assuming it took 10 minutes to swallow Ma Qianran's head, she went down with a cymbal, and then went in, speeding up the swallowing, and it became 5 minutes.

After thinking about it, Fang Yiyi squatted behind the ghost's head, took out the lighter, and lit it against the rotten hair dangling behind the ghost's head.

The will-o'-the-wisp wrapped Ma Qianran in an instant!

Fang Yiyi: "...?"

This development was a little unexpected. Fang Yi also remembered that the senior had told her clearly that will-o'-the-wisps only burn things in the underworld.

Ma Qianran didn't have any ghostly aura on her body, she was clearly a living person.

Is it already dead?

Fang Yiyi was stunned.

But soon, she discovered that the will-o'-the-wisp was only wrapped around Ma Qianran's body, but did not burn her, which was in stark contrast to the ghost's head that was scorched black in the blink of an eye.

The ghost head was reduced to ashes within three seconds, and Ma Qianran's face could be seen again.

She wasn't disfigured or anything, but the makeup on her face was gone, Fang Yiyi thought, maybe it was soaked off by the ghost's juice.

Ma Qianran's exposed face was a little pale.

She moved her arms and looked at Fang Yiyi in surprise, with fear in her eyes.

Fang Yiyi was still squatting in front of her, seeing this, said: "Look, your concubine will never let you go, are you still going to cover him up?"

Ma Qianran opened her mouth with trembling lips, and a cluster of faint blue flames spewed out.

Fang Yiyi: "..."

Ma Qianran's face turned pale again.

Fang Yi also looked at her without words: "You ate that ghost just now."

Ma Qianran didn't dare to open her mouth any more, she shivered and scratched her fingers on the ground.

Fang Yi also frowned watching her movements, understood her meaning, and said: "I can't do anything about this, I've already given you a chance."

Ma Qianran wrote a few more words in a panic.

Fang Yi also recognized it, and said: "Farewell, I can't afford it. Besides, it is better to ask yourself than to ask others. You should believe in your own character."

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感谢在2020-09-1100:11:38~2020-09-1211:57:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Qi Dongye 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: ┵No. 1 Mango in the World┶, [-] Qidong Yeyu;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：几生修得梅花寒50瓶；清晨别挂念33瓶；扒拉bong5瓶；a-小坏蛋2瓶；凤凰花又开、见一个爱一个、倚歌1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!