Chapter 126 Do you miss me?

The rising black flames, the floating blood mist, the ashes on the ground, and the towering blades.

But standing in these horrific fantasies, he was not affected at all, so eye-catching, so complete.

Like a perfect human being.

The sense of presence is overwhelming.

"With a human body, he can control the power of ghosts so perfectly. How on earth did he do it?"

Thinking room.

There was a sound of footsteps. Yang Jian looked up and found that it was the person in charge of the city, Secretary Shi.

"Captain Yang Jian of Chang City is here to provide support, but it seems that I am no longer needed here."

Yang Jian spoke to Secretary Shi calmly.

"Thank you for coming to support Captain Yang Jian. The crisis has been resolved this time. Please go to the reception area to rest for a while. We recently hired a chef here and the food he cooks is very good."

Ghost eyes, ghost eyes, ghost eyes, ghost eyes.

Obviously, it is very stressful for it to carry so many weird things at once.

After discovering that the man in front of them was completely a devil, they wisely chose to be honest and save their lives.

Even he was a little shy about asking him for a "drink" made from that thing.

However, before they could finish howling, several blades rose from the ground and were pierced from top to bottom into candied haws and hung in the sky.

He glanced at the blurry Dongbin City Shelter behind him and smiled slightly.

If it weren't for the power of Xu Yuan's blood, it would have split long ago.

Bursts of off-key playground music came faintly from inside the door.

Because he knows.

The ones who are truly reliable are players like Yang Jian who have cooperated with the authorities.

And he was also worried that if Zhao Yaxuan knew what the raw materials of this drink were, she would risk her life with him.

Secretary Shi, as the person in charge of Dongbin, would certainly not be sarcastic because Yang Jian did not contribute, but invited him very politely.

"Just be quiet."

While walking, he heard Zhao Yaxuan's strange voice lecturing the newly captured man from behind.

"Ouch!"

"certainly."

Xu Yuan put on his clothes and asked Yin Shuang'er who was also wearing a wedding dress.

So he decided that she must not let her know what this "drink" was made of.

Although everyone's minds have been contaminated by the blood-terror moon and their bodies have become inhuman, their desire to survive has not become weaker but has become stronger.

Even if I was extremely disgusted when I was alive, under the right conditions.

Fortunately, Xu Yuan didn't let him wait too long.

Yin Shuang'er completed some kind of transformation.

Poor Zhao Yaxuan once again resumed her status as a laborer.

"So, is this a sub-view of my private scene?"

"Ms. sir, we're here."

Yang Jian's mind changed as he followed Secretary Shi to the reception desk, and many thoughts came and went.

But I don’t know if it’s because it was watered by the transformed essence.

They tentatively took two steps forward and broke away from the group.

Yin Shuang'er at this time is her true appearance.

This is the correct operation.

A certain degree of reinforcement was produced.

"..."

Darkness surged all around.

He discovered that Xu Mansion had already held a ghost wedding at this time.

This figure was wearing a straight suit and shirt, holding a stack of notebooks in his hand, and his expressionless face was full of coldness.

Zhao Yaxuan whispered without squinting.

But just when they were halfway through.

He would only use the luxury of using ghosts to travel in times of crisis.

Xu Yuan took two steps forward and pushed open the blood door.

She still couldn't help but take it out and use it.

"Let me go in with my husband."

"The guy behind that door is not very honest. The Nu family has suppressed him in the ancestral hall. Sir, do you want to go see him?"

A clown's blood gate flashes with colorful lights, which is particularly abrupt.

Although Yin Shuang'er's body is still a little cold.

…

He said hello to Zhao Yaxuan and walked to his residence.

After hearing what Xu Yuan said, there were a few weird things ready to move.

In the ghost village, even Hong Yi may not be able to match her strength.

A lantern is needed to illuminate the house in order to see clearly what is going on inside the house.

Looking at the dark sky, Yang Jian nodded to Secretary Shi.

"Maybe it's time to get some information from the human skin."

Black flames flashed.

Restore the ghost coffin to its normal size.

Listening speechlessly to Zhao Yaxuan's wolf team's brainwashing speech, Xu Yuan shook his head.

It's always dark.

Xu Yuan snapped his fingers, and a blood-red figure appeared beside him.

He became extremely obedient and obedient.

Seeing the strangeness of this scene, the others swallowed their saliva and quietly took back their steps.

He had not forgotten the door he got from the shelter, and now he wanted to see what this door was all about.

And these lanterns are also supernatural items.

Even though there would be terrifying resentment in her eyes from time to time, when facing Xu Yuan, she only showed the obedience and virtuousness unique to ancient women.

A ghost eye forced him to play so many tricks.

After all, a woman... no, should be a female ghost.

Flicking his fingers, the blades of the black shadow suddenly multiplied, and the hedgehog that turned into a blade pricked these thorns into real "thorns."

Intense emotions made the air in the ancestral hall darken.

A light and elegant voice came, and Xu Yuan saw a pale face appear on the coffin mouth.

Several strange cats with bodies comparable to tigers and with scars all over their bodies suddenly sprang out.

Hearing Xu Yuan say such words, Yin Shuang'er's face turned slightly red and her expression was a little shy, but she still nodded honestly.

The only thing that is different from reality is that there is no difference between day and night here.

The canvas of despair, filled to the brim with weirdness, was in a bad condition at the moment, and there were signs of cracking at the edges.

Under the guard of these paper figures, the entire ghost village forms an overall realm.

She looks like a strong woman.

Yin Shuang'er looked at the bloody door, the gentleness on her face had disappeared, leaving only a deep coldness.

It was luck to get Xu Yuan's help.

Xu Yuan looked at Yin Shuang'er who was staring at him lovingly and smiled slightly at her.

Xu Yuan could feel that under the influence of the light of these lanterns.

He opened the coffin lid and lay down in it.
To be continued...