Sleep with the evil god

It seems that this place has changed from a lively university playground in the daytime to a cold and lonely cemetery a hundred years ago. The wind blows, with the sound of weeping, as if there are ghosts crying in the wind.

The plastic turf next to them lifted without warning, and the soul of a woman in a light blue cheongsam floated out from the ground, her blood-red eyes swept over each of them.

The female ghost's eyes were filled with blood and tears, which were about to fall, which was a sign of becoming a demon.

Shen Sanci made a move at this moment, and threw several spells in his hand one after another, flashing past with crackling sparks.

He still held a talisman calling for help in his hand, and was about to burn it.

Standing beside Shen Sanci, Shen Qing struggled to recall the metaphysics books she had read, and drew symbols in the void.

The female ghost came to his side at some point, full of evil spirits, staring at him with blood-red eyes, two souls of a man and a woman loomed from her body.

The color of the soul is very light, and it seems that it is being swallowed by a female ghost.

If the female ghost devours these two souls, if she devours a few more souls, it is really possible to become a demon.

Cheng Sha will be out of control.

Shen Qing's face turned pale with fright, her hands trembled, and she still held on to the talisman.

In the entire university, almost no one knew that a life-and-death duel was taking place on the playground. They seemed to exist in a separate space, separated from the university full of human fireworks.

I don't know if Shen Sanci's distress talisman was sent out, but the silk thread in the second boy's hand was tightened suddenly, and the wound on Shen Sanci's wrist was deep enough to show the bone.

The second boy had already rushed in front of Shen Sanci, waving the silk thread in his hand, one after another nesting dolls appeared from the air, and rushed towards Shen Sanci.

Shen Sanci was imprisoned by the matryoshka and the silk thread, and the magic weapon of protection on his body finally began to work as if belatedly. The fiery red flame flashed in the darkness and burned the silk thread.

At the same time, the second boy took out a few black talismans and pasted them on the doll, and rushed towards Shen Sanci.

Shen Qing resisted not to look at the female ghost beside her, her face became paler and paler, and she desperately drew a spell, a pale golden spell slowly formed in midair.

The female ghost seemed to be curious, and approached Shen Qing with a face full of blood and tears, as if she wanted to take a serious look at Shen Qing, her blood-red eyes were wide open, she didn't mean to hurt, and she never made a move.

The first boy slowly approached Shen Qing with a greedy and obsessive expression on his face.

Shen Qing's breathing became more and more difficult, and she wanted to dodge, but her whole body seemed to be imprisoned.

And the hand of the first boy was slowly approaching Shen Qing's face.

As if some kind of string snapped, Shen Qing's eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

Shen Sanci also closed his eyes and fell to the ground almost at the same time.

A pair of big black hands stretched out from the black pendant on Shen Qing's neck, grabbed the stunned boy in front of Shen Qing, and lifted him up directly.

The boy had difficulty breathing, kicking his feet constantly, desperately trying to get rid of those big black hands.

Shen Qing's body was caught just before it touched the ground, and a pure black flannel appeared out of thin air under him. Shao Jing hugged Shen Qing and squatted down.

On the contrary, Shen Sanci fell headfirst to the ground, seemed to have kowtowed, and the back of his head was directly bagged.

Pan Yi "tsk tsk" twice, as if he was feeling sorry for Shen Sanci's bag on the back of his head. He glanced at Shao Jing, seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to this side at all, and he voluntarily went to deal with the second boy.

He first released the two souls that were about to be devoured by the female ghost, threw them aside, and then put away the female ghost's soul.

The second boy looked at Pan Yi who appeared out of nowhere in horror, "You, you are the one..."

The boy's eyes fell on Pan Yi's feet, and suddenly he found that there was no shadow of him.

He has been with Pan Yi for so many years, but he has never discovered that Pan Yi has such a side.

Pan Yi raised his eyebrows, showing a treacherous smile, his evil and handsome face became ghostly, "Why, Zhuo Can, is it strange that I don't have a shadow?"

Zhuo Can's teeth were shaking and he couldn't speak.

"You should have found out..." Pan Yi said with a smile, "I'm a ghost."

Zhuo Can couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted, all the silk threads and nesting dolls aimed at Pan Yi.

Pan Yi sighed softly, and looked at Zhuo Can with pity, as if he was looking at a child who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

"Don't make trouble." Pan Yi didn't even make any movement. Those silk threads and nesting dolls fell to the ground without even touching Pan Yi, as if they had been corroded by something, and completely blackened. If you can meet me today, or if I personally deal with you, it's all smoke from the ancestral grave."

Zhuo Can trembled like a sieve, speechless with fear, "No, no, it's impossible, how could you break my silk threads and dolls so easily, you, are you a ghost general?"

"Ghost general?" Pan Yi raised his eyebrows and shook his head disapprovingly, "Don't insult me ​​with that thing, I never thought that I would be called a ghost general after I haven't done anything for hundreds of years."

Was it an insult to be called a ghost general?

Zhuo Can couldn't believe his ears, the ghost general was beyond his imagination, Pan Yi said that the ghost general was an insult, so what is Pan Yi?

Ghost, ghost, ghost... king?

Pan Yi stretched his waist, and said lazily: "Today is the first time I've done it in hundreds of years. I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you understand. I'm..."

Pan Yi said a few words in Zhuo Can's ear, Zhuo Can seemed to have heard the most terrifying thing in the world, and was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, "I beg you, I beg you, my lord has a lot, Let me go, let me go-"

Pan Yi seemed to have seen something extremely absurd, and shook his head and laughed, "There are still such naive people who want to beg for mercy, but even beg for mercy to the wrong person, it's useless to tell me this, I'm just a subordinate. "

A moment later, Zhuo Can screamed in extreme pain.

The situation on the other side is even more dire.

The moon did not know when it would reappear, and the silvery white moonlight sprinkled on Shen Qing's face, Shen Qing looked like a delicate and beautiful porcelain doll at this moment.

Shao Jing's hand gently stroked Shen Qing's cheek, and her voice was extremely gentle, "Poor little girl."

The boy tried his best to get rid of those big black hands, leaving two obvious black marks on his neck.

However, after getting rid of it, he seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying again, he was so frightened that he could not speak, he couldn't even move, and he could only make a sound of "ho ho"

Shao Jing laid Shen Qing down flat, with gentle movements.

Shen Qing was lying on the black flannelette, extremely white and extremely black intertwined.

Shao Jing stood up slowly, his tall figure cast a long shadow on the ground, his tone was cold, his eyes were extremely cold, as if there was no trace of human emotion: "Did you touch him?"

However, the boy shook his head desperately, his feet softened and he fell to the ground, his words were intermittent, "No, no, I, I didn't touch it, I didn't touch it!"

"No, you touched it." Shao Jing approached the boy a little bit, with a cold and slow tone, "You touched his hat, and there is his breath on you. Although it is very faint, I don't like it."

The boy wanted to retreat, but found that there was something behind him blocking his retreat, and he couldn't retreat at all, "No, I didn't touch it, no——!"

He couldn't help shouting at the end.

Shao Jing stared at the man's left hand, his eyes were merciless and cruel.

"You, what do you want to do?"

The man's voice couldn't be more trembling.

Shao Jing didn't answer, he walked up to the immobile man and raised his hand slightly.

An indescribable, especially tragic cry came from the man's mouth, but because of the barrier, the sound could not be transmitted.

After an unknown amount of time, the man lay on the ground sluggishly, with his eyes open, his body twitching instinctively due to the pain, and there was no trace of sanity in his gaze.

The boy's left hand seemed to have shrunk. There was no bone in it, and it was soft and wrinkled into a mass of flesh. It was still a mass of dark, lifeless flesh.

Shao Jing walked back to Shen Qing's side, her body was still spotless.

He gently lifted Shen Qing's upper body, different from the cruelty just now, his movements at this time were extraordinarily gentle.

He imprinted a kiss on Shen Qing's forehead with his lips, as if imprinting his own brand.

Shen Qing's fingers trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Shao Jing leaned close to Shen Qing's ear, murmuring in a low voice, like some kind of oath, more like the emotion that has been entangled in the bone marrow for generations, "You are mine."

After Pan Yi dealt with the matter over there, he moved his ears and came over to Shao Jing and said, "Someone is coming."

When Shen Qing woke up again, the sky was still dark, but the moon that had been blocked by the black mist appeared again, and the female ghost with blood-red eyes disappeared without a trace.

Not far from where the female ghost disappeared, there were two dazed souls. Although they were unconscious, the souls themselves were very solid and there was no danger of them being scattered.

Shen Sanci was lying beside him, his personnel unknown, the blood on his wrist had stopped, Shen Qing held his breath to test Shen Sanci's breath.

Shen Sanci's breathing was steady and powerful.

Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, only then did she see the two male attackers lying not far away, the boy holding the silk thread's gaze was distracted, his eyes widened, and he was motionless. different.

The boy who tried to touch him fell down not far away, with his mouth open as if in a daze, with saliva flowing down the corner of his mouth, and an unpleasant smell faintly exuded from his body.

It seems that he was scared to pee, literally scared to pee, and completely lost the ability to resist.

Shen Qing picked up the hat that fell aside and put it on, helped Shen Sanci up, trying to wake him up.

On the high stands of the playground, Pan Yi asked playfully: "Why didn't you kill them? I thought you would kill them directly, but in the end you not only didn't kill yourself, but you didn't let me do it. Although torture is also interesting. , But, it's not as enjoyable as torturing and then killing..."

Shao Jing only gave two cold words: "Don't ask."

Pan Yi smiled casually and stopped asking.

In fact, Shao Jing's reason was not complicated, it was just because Shen Qing said that she disagreed.