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The man rubbed his neck. The bruises that hadn't been removed had just been scratched with two broken skin. As soon as he touched his fingertips, blood was stained, and it was stained with a thin layer of red.

His eyes darkened.

Yu Ran frowned slowly, he would indeed ignore the pain in his body when he was too excited, but when Yan Shiche said it, his neck immediately became hot.

"enough."

Yu Ran lowered his voice, "I'm fine, go extinguish the incense now."

Yan Shiche glanced at him hesitantly, and stuffed the dagger into his hand.

"be careful."

"understood."

The villagers looked like they would not die, and the people whose necks were broken by Yan Shiche just now had stood up crookedly and rushed towards Yu Ran.

Although Yu Ran is not as powerful as Yan Shiche, he is still a 1.8 meter healthy young man. He was restrained just now because he was not vigilant. Now that he has a weapon, he does not show any weakness when he beats someone up. He quickly overturned this paper figurine face villagers.

Yan Shiche glanced at him, then turned around with confidence, violently broke a passage in the crowd, and went straight to the ancestral hall.

At this time, the live broadcast room was full of voices, and the bullet screens ran in unison——

[I don't know if it's my problem, but... what the hell are they doing!Is there really no problem here? 】

[The previous +1, in fact, I have wanted to say this for a long time, and I always feel a little... ahem]

[Passers-by are wondering, what encrypted channel are you talking about? 】

[Don't you think this is a good pair, both in terms of appearance and interaction!Even if ky, I have to yell: they are real! ! ! 】

[Please, can you watch the live broadcast carefully? The bosses have gone berserk, and they don't have enough time now, basically they can be regarded as dying, so what's the use of being handsome? 】

[Watching a love variety show, please go out and turn right, OK?It was also the same in Shadow God's live broadcast room last time, speechless and chattering]

【stop fighting!Look! 】

Yan Shiche lost his dagger, and was heading towards Yin Mei's long deformed neck. The other party had been standing in front of the censer, and there was absolutely no way to extinguish the censer unless she was dealt with.

The head on the neck was distorted, like a ghost from hell, and bit it straight at the man's arm. The broken teeth gleamed coldly, and anyone who was bitten by it would probably lose a layer of skin.

The man didn't dodge at all, the muscles of his whole body were coordinated like parts. When the sharp teeth were an inch away from the arm, he grabbed the neck with all his strength and folded it hard——

No bones!

Yan Shiche's heart sank, and before the evil medium attacked for the second time, he threw her head back heavily.

Boom——

Yin Mei's plasticine-like strange face smashed into the wooden holders of the altar, like a mutated bowling ball, and the wooden holders on the table collapsed one after another.

[Fuck, cow! 】

[66666 smashed the boss with bare hands, I was shocked by a 360 five-degree backflip! ! 】

【Mom asked me why I knelt and looked at my phone】

After Yu Ran knocked down four or five villagers, the others stopped moving and stood in the distance, glaring at him viciously, as if they had some deep hatred for him.

This end was finally free, and Yu Ran swept towards Yan Shiche, his face instantly clouded.

"The village chief is gone!"

He gritted his teeth and yelled. A villager wanted to take the opportunity to attack and was knocked to the ground with a stick.

Yu Ran turned around, Cheng Xiyou was standing in front of the courtyard gate, followed by Qu Rui who was awake.

The inch-cut boy coughed, "Brother Yu, we are here to help you."

Yan Shiche was entangled with the shadow medium, when he heard Yu Ran's voice, his eyes were fixed, and it turned out that the village chief who was sitting in the upper seat just now, took advantage of the confusion, and ran away from nowhere.

The moment he was distracted, the bloody head of the yin medium sneaked over.

Yan Shiche dodged quickly, tightly twisting Yin Mei's neck, and grabbed the other end of the neck with his other hand.

He showed his white teeth grimly, and said with a smile, "Go to hell."

The shaman's neck was stretched even longer, and twisted into a knot amidst screams.

Yan Shiche didn't take it lightly, picked up the rope tied to the corpse on the ground, and tightly tied up the shadow man's hands, feet and head.

After doing this, he clapped his hands, walked to the incense burner, and snuffed out the incense under the vicious eyes of the evil spirit.

The moment the sparks were extinguished, the cold wind howled, and howling ghosts and wolves blew across the lanterns and leaves, making sharp wind noises.

The candle flame is bluer and burns coldly, like a dark flame.

Yu Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Countdown to 00:10:45.

He tried it just now, whether it was stabbed with a knife or knocked with a stick, no matter how badly these villagers were injured, they would not die.

On Yu Ran's side, Yan Shiche is the only one who has a stronger combat power. Facing many villagers who have no pain and infinite resurrection, it is unrealistic to forcefully delay time.

Now that the first seven days have come, Yan Shiche extinguished the incense to appease Feng Yue's resentment, and if nothing unexpected happened——

Feng Yue, who was wriggling on the ground in the ancestral hall, slowly got up, her scorched skin fell on the big red Xiuhe with her movements, and her empty eye sockets were fixed on a corner of the courtyard.

With a flash of Yu Ran's eyes, he saw a burly figure kneeling on the ground, the big man covering his head and howling like a pig.

The scratches on the big man's face became more and more red, so bright that blood flowed out, his skin was like boiling oil, bubbling and bubbling, and a large area rotted instantly.

If nothing else...they could use Feng Yue's resentment towards the villagers to delay time.

Although it is a bit risky to do so, it has to be done.

Countdown to 00:09:30.

Feng Yue's ghost supported the tattered body, stepped out of the ancestral hall stiffly, and swept away the villagers who had bullied Nian San and insulted him one by one.

The underworld fire flowed out of her empty eye sockets and mouth, and every time she took a step, someone covered her face and howled.

Blue flames ignited on their bodies, and the flesh and blood under the skin were boiled, no matter how much they beat them, they couldn't extinguish them.

"Feng Yue!"

A hoarse and gloomy voice sounded harshly.

The village chief walked out. He stood in the shadow of the courtyard door of the West Wing, holding a thin girl in his hand.

The female ghost turned her head stiffly, staring at the girl with her dark eye sockets, and remained motionless.

"Ho ho..." The village chief laughed ferociously, staring at her grimly, "Catch all those outsiders, otherwise your twenty-san will die..."

A little bit.

Yu Ran looked at Yan Shiche in the ancestral hall.

Countdown to 00:07:02.

Yan Shiche showed him a threatening smile, signaling him not to try to commit suicide, Yu Ran looked away as if nothing had happened.

The female ghost's bright red robes rolled into blood with the wind, and her broken neck turned in one direction, facing the man in the ancestral hall.

Twenty-three... She must protect Twenty-three...

With dead gray nails growing wildly, he rushed towards Yan Shiche with a cold light.

Yan Shiche dodged quickly, and saw a dark knife light shooting from a distance, brushed his cheek, and nailed into the door panel beside him.

It is his dagger.

Armed with a weapon, Yan Shiche was even more powerful. The female ghost was restricted by her body and her movements were stiff. Seeing the threat of the enemy, she suddenly became furious.

Her long hair protruded from her scalp like squirming nematodes, spreading all over the floor.

There was almost no place for Yan Shiche to settle down, and those weird strands of hair would immediately tangle up if he touched it a little.

He cut off the hair with a dagger, the blade was the same as last night, it suddenly became red and hot, and the female ghost's hair gave off a burnt smell as soon as it was wrapped around it.

Countdown to 00:04:47.

Twenty-san was held hostage by the village head, and he didn't know what happened in a daze.

While beating the villagers with clubs, Cheng Xiyou howled with a trembling voice: "Damn, what should I do! I can't beat him! That crazy girl Nian San has also come out, should we break here?"

crazy girl?

Yu Ran paused, then suddenly remembered something, he took out a handful of glass balls from the second floor of the carpenter's shop from his backpack, and scattered them out like flowers.

For a moment, the entire courtyard was filled with the sound of crackling pinballs.

Da-da-da, da-da-da.

Not only did Cheng Xiyou stop in bewilderment, even the female ghost in the ancestral hall was kicked away by Yan Shiche as if the pause button was suddenly pressed.

Glass balls... Twenty-Three's favorite colorful glass balls...

The girl who had been staying under the village chief's command suddenly went mad when she heard the voice, and bit the arm holding him with her sharp teeth.

A piece of flesh was bitten off the back of the village head's hand in an instant. He looked ferocious, and his other hand strangled the girl's neck tightly.

"Crazy, crazy—"

The angry and terrifying face froze suddenly, and just as he stretched out his tongue halfway, his head was severed by the cold light, and he rolled to the ground, bleeding all over the place.

00:03:02

The female ghost's pointed nails were covered with meat foam, she turned her head stiffly, she walked slowly to the middle of the yard, and squatted on the ground.

She clumsily picked up the glass balls, but her hand, which had been burned to the bone, couldn't hold it. Every time she picked up a few, they would all leak out.

twenty three...

A hoarse sound came from the throat of the corpse, she finally picked up one, walked carefully towards the girl, and knelt down to give it to her.

Twenty-three looked at the unrecognizable elder sister, her chaotic and crazy head no longer had any ability to distinguish right from wrong, she just watched the corpse stuff the glass ball into her hand, gently stroking her immature face.

00:01:12

Yan Shiche wiped the dagger clean, and walked to Yu Ran's side.

The young man quietly lowered his eyes and waited for the countdown.

The shaman twisted his knotted neck, his eyes were bloodshot, "You will suffer retribution! You devils! Devils!"

"Devil?" Yu Ran laughed, the young man was coated with a layer of cold light, and his dark green eyes reflected the blue hell karma fire, which was frighteningly bright.

"Killing 44 people in Fengjia Village to satisfy greedy selfish desires, isn't it considered a devil?"

"In order not to be punished by heaven, let innocent children be sacrificed, isn't it considered a devil?"

"Taking advantage of other people's danger and insulting women who have no power to restrain chickens, isn't it considered a devil?"

The Shaman stared at them in horror.

"However, I'm really not a good person." Yu Ran smiled slightly, he took out a burning kerosene lamp, and threw it at the endless red cloth under the eaves.

The raging fire quickly spread along the wings, turning the entire ancestral hall into a terrifying Shura hell.

"This is for you." Yu Ran said, "After all, I have suffered a lot to find out these secrets of yours."

00:00:00

The words in blood appeared in front of my eyes.

[Congratulations to all the actors, the script task is completed! 】

[The theater is being cleaned, ready to send it immediately%——]

Yu Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A white light instantly enveloped everyone present, and the flames, villagers, and ancestral hall in front of them disintegrated like data modules, turning into dense blue numbers composed of 0s and 1s.

Just when everything was over, Yu Ran glanced behind him.

The figures of other people were also submerged in the white light.

Where Cheng Xiyou was standing at first, a gray and invalid item card floated down.

Spades K.

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感谢在2021-09-0319:00:33~2021-09-0422:54:12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 threw the landmine: 1 Yuelinzi;

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