Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

Fang Yiyi suppressed his nausea, took a step back calmly, and said in a deep voice, "Who is your master?"

"Hmm~" The female ghost stuck out her tongue, dripping saliva onto the back of her neck, and answered irrelevantly, "My master likes you very much~"

While she was speaking, a strangely long tongue swung from behind Fang Yiyi, silently and extremely fast.

When Fang Yiyi realized it, it was too late to dodge.

There was a sudden shock in her heart, she held her breath unconsciously, and whispered the song of "No Qi", trying to block it with cymbals.

But the tongue was extremely fast and the distance was very close. Fang Yiyi knew in his heart that by the time she raised her arm, the tongue would have pierced a hole in her body.

Everything seemed to be slowed down, Fang Yiyi watched helplessly as the slobbering tongue was getting closer and closer to her, the cold breath was like an ice pick, and the skin felt a faint sting of being frozen.

The range is small, gathered at one point, but unbearable.

At the very moment, a blood-red light flashed, the tongue was cut off very close to Fang Yiyi, and fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

Blood splattered at the break, and Fang Yiyi's long white shirt was covered with splotches of blood.

Fang Yi also froze for a moment, the familiar breath enveloped her, she was overjoyed, and the brows relaxed a little.

A high-pitched scream rang out.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Fang Yi also looked back, the female ghost's eyes and tongue around the nose were stiff and erect, trembling slightly, her thumbs turned out, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand, a large amount of blood overflowed from her mouth, and the tongue in the female ghost's mouth was broken.

A shout came from a distance: "Where is the evildoer!"

In the tumbling black fog, there is a little bit of golden light shining, like a single bright star in the night sky, Fang Yi also vaguely heard the sound of breaking through the sky, and the next second, the burning yellow charm flew away with the momentum of splitting mountains and seas Come... Passing by the female ghost, walking past Fang Yiyi, running towards a thick load-bearing pillar, landed on the pillar with a 'shua', and went out, the spell was like a piece of waste paper, spinning in the air, Yoyo fell to the ground.

Fang Yiyi: "..." He has a lot of momentum, but his aim is not good.

The female ghost seemed to be in pain, and the three tongues on her face were standing straight up, looking very stiff, as if they were stuck on them. Because of the relationship with her face, the tip of her tongue pointed directly at Fang Yiyi, and hummed: "Are you there again?" Cut people's tongue, you have no heart!"

Fang Yi also felt the enchantment that belonged exclusively to Li Ting, like a layer of soft gauze, pulling her away from the

Wrapped from head to toe, she suddenly became inexplicably confident and swollen.

At the beginning, she was a little apprehensive, but now she rubbed it away and threw it away.

Fang Yiyi held his head high, pointed at the female ghost with a copper cymbal, and spoke out the words that had been in his heart since just now: "You are so disgusting!"

The female ghost froze, as if stimulated, the three tongues twisted wildly like a snake, and screamed: "Fang Yiyi! Even if the master likes you, it's useless, you still hate me so much! You are so disgusting! Face me! Go to hell! Go to hell!!!!"

Fang Yiyi's expression froze, facing the tongue that was speeding towards her, he immediately threw the cymbals together!

All three tongues were trapped in the cymbals.

The scream of the female ghost changed, it was still high-pitched and piercing, but it became twisted and twisted, a little funny mixed with horror.

"Fang Yiyi!!!" There was still some anger and disbelief in it.

Fang Yi also felt that this tune was more or less familiar.

And the other party also knew her, not only knew her, but also a ghost of the master.

Chen Sike's?But why does Chen Sike's ghost know about him?She said it herself?

Fang Yiyi imagined the picture of Chen Sike being fine and chattering with his own ghost.

I always feel a little mystical.

Fang Yi also said patiently: "Who is your master? Why do you know me?"

The tongue was clamped, and the female ghost was not convinced. She swallowed the remaining half of her tongue and said, "Presumptuous! Let me go! Are you going against the sky!"

Fang Yi was also silent, and the cymbals tightened a bit.

The female ghost tremblingly said: "Pervert!"

Fang Yiyi smiled coldly: "Tell me!"

"Girl doll! I'm here to help you!" Suddenly there was a cry, and Fang Yiyi looked up, only to see a Taoist priest jumping up into the air, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, slashing down horizontally with the three long tongues .

Fang Yi was also surprised: "Wait a minute!"

The female ghost was shocked: "No!!!!"

The wooden sword slashed down, and the three tongues were like broken rubber bands, split in two and collapsed high, blood splashed all over the Taoist priest's face and body.

He was obviously a Taoist priest who subjugated demons, but in an instant, he became like a murderous maniac.

Fang Yiyi: "..."

Holding her broken tongue, the female ghost was deeply saddened and depressed, as if she had died again, and cried: "You are not human, you are so vicious, you are so shameless, your tongue is so cute, why cut it off?

woohoo woo..."

The Taoist fell in front of Fang Yiyi, with his back to her, showing a protective posture to protect her behind him, with a tiger face, sharp eyes looking at the female ghost, and holding a mahogany sword: "Monster! Catch her if you don't let go!"

At this time, one of the three broken tongues at Fang Yiyi's feet seemed to come alive, wriggling by itself like a fish, darting past the Taoist priest's ground and swimming to the female ghost's hand.

The female ghost grabbed her tongue and slammed it at the Taoist priest as if she was discouraged, cursing: "I'll catch your big sister, woo woo woo, pervert!"

The Taoist had a cold face, his peach wood sword was sharper than a steel knife, he easily split his tongue in half and fell to the ground.

The Taoist stared like a torch, and said coldly: "The next one is you!"

After all, bully stepped forward, held the sword in one hand, and swung it at the female ghost. Looking at the back, he still had the demeanor of a swordsman in a martial arts drama.

The female ghost opened her mouth, which was half the size of her face, and her four severed tongues flew out together, like four poisonous snakes, flinging towards the Taoist priest without dodging or avoiding.

The Taoist priest's eyes sparkled, and he blocked it with his horizontal sword. With a "pop", the mahogany sword was interrupted by a broken tongue.

The Taoist didn't expect such a development, he was taken aback for a moment, and at the same time, a severed tongue was raised high, and it hit the Taoist's face with a crackling sound.

The Taoist was caught off guard by being hit on the head, and fell hard to the ground, spitting blood out of his mouth. He stubbornly raised his head, raised his hand and wiped off the blood with the sleeve of his Taoist robe, and a stream of black and red blood flowed out from the Taoist crown.

The Taoist priest's body was previously stained with the blood of the female ghost, but now the color faded, turning into a dark green that was thick enough to blacken, corroding everything nearby like sulfuric acid, and his face also splashed a little, and began to fester in a small area.

The Taoist leaned on the ground with a broken mahogany sword and struggled to get up. He seemed to have been severely beaten, his face was in pain, his face twitched uncontrollably, and he staggered a bit when he got up.

Fang Yi also subconsciously looked at his shirt, which was also splashed with the blood of the female ghost.

Perhaps it was because of the protection of Li Ting's barrier, the blood remained the same without any change.

The female ghost didn't give the Taoist any time to breathe, and raised her four severed tongues again, and slashed down on the Taoist's head. The Taoist's eyes were ruthless, and he took out a few spells with his left hand, and lifted his head away.

The two tongues that were cut off first touched the talisman, and they made a scorched "sizzling" sound instantly. A large amount of mucus was sprayed out from the broken tongue, and it was sprayed precisely on the remaining talismans. All the talismans were killed in an instant, leaving two Tongue, seeing that the Taoist is inevitable.

The female ghost's lethality is not small, the Taoist priest is almost useless after being hit once, and there is a high probability of being killed on the spot if he is hit twice.

Fang Yi also pursed the corners of his lips tightly, throwing the cymbals from his left and right hands one after another like a discus, spinning and drawing a semicircular arc in the air, one hit the remaining two tongues, and there was a unique sound when metal hits. Got up, turned the other corner, and went straight to the female ghost.

Fang Yiyi locked his eyes on the cymbal that was thrown at the female ghost, and at the moment the female ghost withdrew her tongue to block it, she turned up the volume and said loudly: "It's a show!"

The Taoist priest finally slipped his footsteps and almost fell back again, looking at Fang Yiyi erratically.

The cymbals cut iron like mud, and after cutting off the female ghost's tongue, the speed continued, and it directly cut off the female ghost's neck.

Immediately, blood gushed out from the broken neck like a fountain, and the head rolled out far away.

The surface of the cymbals was not smooth, and the female ghost's neck bone gave it considerable resistance, and the cymbals fell to the ground, making a crisp 'clinking' sound.

Fang Yiyi was also taken aback by this development.

Her original intention was to hit the female ghost and force her to retract her tongue, but she never expected that the ghost would behead her.

Fang Yiyi was in a complicated mood. The sense of substitution was too strong, and the impact of the picture was too great. It was difficult to accept for a while.

She walked up to the Taoist priest with a pale face, and bent down to pick up her cymbals.

My fingers trembled when I touched the cymbals.

The Taoist patted her on the shoulder.

Fang Yi was also startled and looked at him in horror.

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, and the hand that gave the thumb stopped awkwardly in mid-air, neither retracted nor raised, and said bravely, "What's wrong?"

Fang Yi also shivered, and kept reassuring himself that it was a ghost and it was okay. After saying it several times, he pretended to be calm and said, "No, it's okay."

The female ghost had her head chopped off, but she was still restless, "Vicious dogs and men! I am the master's favorite ghost, and the master will not let you go! When you are turned into ghosts, I will definitely eat you!"

As soon as she spoke, Fang Yiyi instantly felt better.

The cognition of "I chopped up a ghost" stabilized and squeezed out all the uneasiness.

Fang Yiyi asked for the third time: "Who is your master?"

Female ghost: "Bah, bah, bah!"

Fang Yi also settled down, and said, "I know it even if you don't tell me, my surname is Chen."

Female ghost: "Vicious dogs and men!"

Fang also felt more and more that not only the way of speaking, but also the logical thinking was very familiar.Familiar with her, when she thinks about it, there is resistance all over her body.

"Who are you?" Fang Yi also asked.

The female ghost paused for a moment, then laughed, "I'm your classmate~school~flower~little~sister~"

Fang Yi was also taken aback, those embarrassing memories that almost spanned a third of her life flooded into her mind, the long-lost emotions surged up, and it became difficult to breathe.

Fang Yi also lowered his head and said nothing, with depression and autism all over his body.

The Taoist priest noticed her change, looked at the female ghost, and then at her, not knowing why.

After entering high school, Fang Yi also thought that those childish pranks that oppressed her would come to an end with the end of high school. She had already got rid of those people and went to a place where those people had fun She thought she was finally liberated and could live a good life at a new starting point. She would make friends, become happy, and go back to the river to say goodbye completely and become a brand new Fang Yiyi.

But she forgot that Zhengling Women's University is not only a school with high scores, but also a school for nobles. The look in his eyes when he threw it to her was exactly the same, high above, arrogant and contemptuous, as if looking at a clown who made people laugh.

As a result, Fang Yiyi's college life gradually became no different from high school.

Being oppressed, squeezed, deprived of human rights, becoming afraid to resist, becoming cowardly, and losing oneself, anyone can step on their feet, even if they die for them and live in 404 as a scapegoat, they are numb to almost nothing Mood swings.

She thought she really didn't care, she thought she had forgotten about it, at this moment, Fang Yiyi realized that she had been walking out of those dark days intentionally or unintentionally.

She has worked hard so far, finally, finally...

Fang Yiyi's mind flashed Li Ting's expressionless face.

The lower lip was bitten pale by her, almost bleeding from the bite. Feeling the icy coolness of the wrist, Fang Yi also slowly came to the head of the female ghost, knelt down on his knees, picked up the bloody cymbals, and bowed his head. His eyes hide all emotions.

The female ghost is still mocking.

"What are you always thinking about? 'A show'? Mo Shengqi? Hahahahaha haha ​​laughed to death, don't you feel embarrassed? What do you think of such a low IQ word? Second, no one dares to say number one..."

Fang Yiyi raised the cymbal with both hands, and the stained blood flowed down the edge and onto her white and delicate wrist.

"Blue again!!!"

Fang Yiyi screamed, and smashed You Lan's head with the sharpest edge of the cymbal.

Smashing the skull on the edge of the temple once, exposing the brain twice, and splashing the brain three times!

Fang Yiyi gritted her back molars tightly, her movements were more ruthless, and she didn't know when she lost her voice, her brain mixed with blood splashed on her face, she didn't realize it, the emotion that had been suppressed for many years finally found it At the breakthrough, she kept pounding, the bones turned white, her fingers were numb, the cymbals curled up, and the ghost's head was only a pile of bones mixed with flesh fragments, before stopping.

Fang Yiyi let go of the cymbals, as if he had lost all his strength, he collapsed to the side, staring blankly at the bloody mess she made with her own hands.

A white tissue was passed in front of him, and Fang Yiyi blinked, only to realize that at some point, tears were streaming down his face.

She didn't answer, pushed the Taoist priest away, stood up, her legs were numb from kneeling for a long time, and she staggered a few times before she stood still.

She took out the lighter and lit it with trembling fingers. The small faint blue flames dangled and reflected in the brown eyes, which were clear.

Fang Yi also ignited Youlan's ghost corpse.

Seeing this pile of things turn into ashes little by little before his eyes, Fang Yi also felt in a trance, as if something had disappeared along with it.