MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 188 Black Sea town coffin (27)

Ayu also seems to be? She didn't expect Yan Wei and others to appear here, she looked at? Yan Wei and others, Yan Wei and them also watched? She, at this moment, was actually stunned in situ.

In the middle of the night, only a few candles were beating in this room, so that everyone's figures were entangled together, eerily.

This silence only lasted for a while.

Ayu's ordinary face was suddenly covered with haze, she clearly reflected the shadow of people under the lamp, and also kept alive in this strong aroma He should breathe smoothly, but his whole body seems to be soaked in ghosts. Only at that moment, with a wave of her hand, the long red ribbon rushed like a sharp blade quenched with blood.

The slender soft whip split the air, and with a rustling sound, collided with the red ribbon.

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Lin Zhen also turned over and jumped onto the beam at the back, pulling the bowstring of the longbow in his hand, and shot several arrows one after another whose trajectories could not be clearly seen.

Ayu held the ribbon in one hand, turned around and avoided the arrows, with a ghostly aura all over her body, she really looked like a half-dead ghost. She didn't want to fight at all, the red ribbon was pulled forward by Yan Mingguang with a soft whip, she let go of her hand and took a step back lightly.

Yan Wei responded quickly and took out the moon wheel. The moon wheel emits a faint white light, covering the dim candlelight in the house, instantly cutting a closed space in the house.

Zhong Bufan was instantly determined at this moment - he? He didn't admit the wrong person!

The same legendary item, the same method of use, similar style and skills, he? He studied that person's copy no less than a hundred times, how could he not recognize it?

At this time, Ayu slammed into the barrier suddenly, turned her head, and gave Yan Wei a dark eye.

With a flicker of her ghostly figure, she raised her hand and grabbed it towards Yan Wei.

Is it nothing? The fluctuating Yan Mingguang's complexion sank suddenly, and he pulled it in the blink of an eye? Yan Wei took a step back, and the other hand grabbed Ayu's arm with his bare hands, and threw it on the ground. !

"You go first," the man said while fighting Ayu lightly, "The space here is small, I'm afraid I will hurt you."

Yan Wei frowned.

Once the transmission formation in the morgue was reversed, they should have been sent to the ghost of Jiang Jingyun who harmed Guanyin Town, but the half-human thing in front of them was obviously Ayu. They had all seen Jiang Jingyun's portrait. It was a woman who had an alluring appearance before her death and was quite heroic. It was absolutely impossible to look like Ayu.

Is it possible that Jiang Jingyun has not turned into a ghost at all? All the rumors are just a cover. The real trouble is this person who is more like a ghost than a ghost?

There must be something hidden, but now there are clearly more important things.

Yan Mingguang has already continued to shoot, Yan Wei stopped Lin Zhen who was about to continue to draw the bow: "Let's leave it here to Yan Mingguang, let's go, Lin Qing can't delay!"

Lin Zhen moved.

Zhong Bufan suddenly said: "I'll stay, anyway, with you—you here, I'll follow? Actually, it's superfluous to go back. I don't know the reason for Ayu, so I'll stay to help Yan. Bright light is more useful."

What? Do you have to compete with V?

What? Little young man doesn't understand how powerful V is?

That's all bullshit.

Zhong Bufan doesn't feel that his attitude has changed at all? Question: "That person doesn't say much? I'm not here? I just got in touch with you, is it useful?"

Yan Wei: “…”

He said: "Alright, without me, the barrier I cut with the moon wheel can only last for a few minutes, but this is enough for Yan Mingguang. He just Since we are here, you go out of this room with me and let him use it, and wait for him to catch Ayu."

Zhong Bufan naturally agrees.

Yan Wei immediately picked up the moon wheel, led Zhong Bufan and Lin Zhen to smash the door of this room, and saw a quite familiar corridor.

—It really is Wanhua Building.

It turned out that they were in Wanhualou that day, and they felt the sinister atmosphere of the "female ghost", which was from Ayu's handwriting.

"Goodbye at Guanyin Temple. Lin Zhen, let's go."

After Yan Wei finished speaking, he directly entered the other room with Lin Zhengengliang, jumped off the window and left.

Zhong Bufan glanced at the leaking window with nostalgia, and regretted that he had been facing? What did Yan Wei say? I don't know if it will save some impression points?

Zhong Bufan turned his attention back when he heard a violent crash from inside the room.

He? He was still thinking about how to help, but unexpectedly, the cracking sound was shocking, and the sound waves that swayed made Zhong Bufan take a step back. The surrounding people and the people in Wanhua Building immediately rioted.

The corridor of Wanhua Building was still very quiet at this moment, and the girls in the surrounding rooms had not had time to react.

Zhong Bufan glanced at the room, but found that in the small world cut out by the moon wheel, it is not an exaggeration to say that everything in the room was broken into powder. Broken porcelain and broken pieces of wood mixed together, mixed with the intoxicating aroma in the air.

Ayu was lying in the mess, her lips were full of blood. She seemed to be severely injured by the shock, and her bright red dress had become very dark. Her right cheek was scratched with a long wound by the broken porcelain just now, and it was drawn from the corner of her mouth to the edge of her ear, dripping with blood.

Yan Mingguang was just standing where he was, as if he didn't move.

Zhong Bufan then understood what Yan Wei meant when he said they couldn't perform in Yan Mingguang?

The space that Yan Wei cut out with the moon wheel was not at all to prevent Ayu from escaping, but to prevent Yan Mingguang from damaging other rooms and accidentally injuring other people in such a small space.

This simply subverts Zhong Bufan's cognition of the upper limit value of the body index.

But he? After thinking about it, what is there with V? It's not surprising.

A sound-isolating prop to make sure you can't hear what's being said inside?

Under the obstruction of the moon wheel, everything is normal outside the house, he? Once the door is closed, it is impossible to tell from the outside what kind of fight just went through inside. Those who came to check the sound had no idea that something was wrong in the house, and just passed by outside the house like that.

Yan Mingguang exchanged a magic spell from the mall and stuck it on Ayu. Ayu lay on the ground covered in blood and struggled a few times, but he couldn't stand up.

"Are we going to take her back to Yan Wei now?" Zhong Bufan subconsciously focused on the killing **** in front of him, "She is not a ghost, a living person, we have to take her back , you have to cover your eyes and ears on the road."

Yan Mingguang looked down at Ayu.

She struggled a lot before slowly raising her hand, her fingertips tremblingly touching the cut on her cheek.

Ayu's fingertips were originally full of blood scraped from the scraps, but at this moment they touched the blood on her cheek, but for some reason, she suddenly stopped and suddenly let out a sharp roar .

Like a desolate ghost crying in the middle of the night in the distant mountains.

Yan Mingguang shook his head: "Don't take her, she is not Jiang Jingyun, it is meaningless."

Zhong Bufan naturally knows the reason. He squatted down slowly, glanced at Ayu who appeared here for some unknown reason, and said sharply, "Why are you here?"

The last time they saw Ayu, the other party was just an ordinary-looking servant in Wanhualou. He helped them cooperate with the steward of Wanhualou and let them enter the Shen residence smoothly. .

But they came out of the Shen mansion through the formation, and the destination should be where Jiang Jingyun's ghost body is. But at this point, there must be nothing here? Jiang Jingyun is a ghost. Even though Ayu has an evil aura all over her body, the blood on her body, the long shadow under the lamp, and the breathing of this living person all show that she is not one of those dead dirty things.

She is a real person.

A wicked, living person.

The information disclosed in this, if you think deeply, you can instantly overturn everything they conjectured before. Use clean bottled water to dispel the evil spirits, suppress the ghost body with the coffin-suppressing talisman, and use the rest of the magic weapon to seal Jiang Jingyun's coffin in all directions, so as to solve the haze of Guanyin Town for four or five years. Both of them have this method. Therefore, Jiang Jingyun's ghost body and Guanyin's pure bottled water became the props they competed with each other.

The Guanyin water bottle was in hand, but in front of them there appeared a living person wearing a red dress.

Zhong Bufan didn't dare to think about it for a while.

He? Seeing Ayu still stunned, her fingertips still hovering beside the wound, the expression on her face is more and more like a smile, which is lined with the lower half of her face full of blood, Of course there are so many points? Like a ghost.

He? His face sank: "If you don't want to say it, I have a way—"

"Nothing? I don't want to say anything," A Yu said suddenly, and she laughed, "You want to find Jiang Jingyun's ghost? Ha, Jiang Jingyun has been rotten and rotten in that coffin. Have the patience."

Yan Mingguang's eyes condensed, and Zhong Bufan's expression changed suddenly.

Wanhua Building is not far away.

Zhuo Xidong was hidden in the dark, listening to the sound just now, he almost bit his teeth.

Lin Qiao saw him? This way, he was hiding and fleeing, and he was quite resentful: "Old Zhuo, let's see how experienced you are, so we all follow? You do it, how do you see it? When they arrive, let us run away. Now the sound of Wanhualou is obviously a problem, and we finally spent a lot of money to feel that the source of evil is in Wanhualou, and now you don't let it go? "

Zhuoxi gave her a sinister look.

"What do you know?? If you meet him, you won't end well if you meet him! It's obvious that they have already succeeded in the news of Wanhualou. We can't take him. There are tens of thousands of players in the entire world in the building, and no one can rob him of what he wants!"

Old Xu, who used space props before, frowned: "The few people just now, except for Geng Liang and Zhong Bufan, all have new faces, is there something? Old players we don't know? Not to mention whether there are any , Now it seems that Jiang Jingyun's ghost body and Guanyin's bottle of water are in their hands, they just need to go back to the Shen residence, and all of us are gone!"

Everyone was silent for a moment.

In the current situation, it is obvious that there is only a hard grab, but Zhuo Xidong? I don’t know what happened? Evil, it seems to be afraid of what? Come out, Zhuo Xidong is pressed? Everyone is not allowed to move.

After a while, Zhuo Xidong gritted his teeth and said: "Since they have all got it, we can't get the bottle of water and the ghost body back by grabbing it. If we can't win a head-to-head battle, it's better to break it. The person who broke the jar and slashed the sword once... He has no flaws, but he has a fatal flaw."

"Let's go back to the Shen residence and directly unseal the seal of Jiang Jingyun's morgue, so that this monstrous grievance will run wild!"

V what? He? He seems rational and calm, but he is actually more ruthless and crazy than anyone else. People who even dared to challenge Lou, seemed to be invincible.

There is only one thing—the heart is too kind.

On the other side, Yan Wei and Lin Zhengengliang went out of Wanhualou and went straight to the Guanyin Temple.

When they arrived, Song Chengan raised his hand to support the crumbling Yu Feizhou, Lin Qing sat on the steps, leaning against the door, covered in blood. The blood that had flowed down earlier melted with the ice and snow, and froze into a bright red cold block.

Yu Feizhou's lips turned pale: "I'll try again."

Song Chengan couldn't bear it any longer: "You can't try again! He? This injury is because the grievance rushed to the five internal organs, and the vitality of the source is rotten. You transfer these flesh wounds, just drink the dove to quench thirst! "

"Song Chengan is right," Lin Qing's tone was still without any turbulence, he was like a dying person who calmly watched his life go by, "You should Keep your strength, Yan Wei and Lin Zhen still need it. Go on like this..."

He and Lin Zhen are one person after all. Lin Zhen is a soul separated from him. Life is attached to him.

Lin Qing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

This seems to be his long-lost emotion, he doesn't even know what he feels?

I still didn't make it to the end. I didn't take Lin Zhen to the end.

He? So?

He? What happened to the world in the building? Also? A person who can be said to be famous. Together with people like Yan Wei, he founded the mysterious Xuanniao, except for the copy that knew Yan Wei , he? has never been second. Although they are also those ants who are dragged by life and death, they are not the smallest ants.

In the dungeon, people leave every moment, some people die in a meaningful way, and some people die ridiculously. He didn't die vigorously, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

It was like a grand symphony with a proud front note, and suddenly the keys cracked.

No problem.

It should be a pity.

But he was too ruthless to himself, so ruthless that he selectively cut out these emotions, creating a crazy Lin Zhen. He didn't have any fear that he was going to die at all, and he didn't feel it was a pity. There was a pool of stagnant water in his heart, thinking about whether Yan Wei and the others would hinder him after he died.

And Lin Zhen, who is heartless, I'm afraid he doesn't even know if he will blame him.

Lin Qing thought, his eyes fell on the white snow in the distance without focus. He was in a trance, and Yan Wei was already squatting beside him.

"How could this be?" Even if Yan Wei guessed one or two in the communication, he didn't expect Lin Qing's injuries to be so terrifying, "These are..."

He glanced at the back of Lin Qing's hand showing his sleeves - it was black.

Song Chengan said: "The corpse. At that time, I was studying the formation method on the golden statue of Guanyin. Lin Qing heard Lin Zhen's call for help and followed the sound. At that time, this big formation was running, and the evil spirit was ghostly. It rushed directly into his five internal organs, I think... there is no way to recover."

He said, and glanced at Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen stood aside leisurely? The wounds on his body were not treated. The lunatic glanced at Lin Qing, then looked at Yu Feizhou again, and said with a "cut": "Do you want to do this? One with one? Yu Feizhou, do you think your skills are useless? Like this, one with one, We directly reduced our staff by three, tsk, it's quite impressive."

Yan Wei is too lazy to care about this fool who doesn't have any good things in his mouth.

Geng Liang said: "I can't see it, but I can feel a strong sense of death. This is..." The person who will die.

Yan Wei took a closer look at Lin Qing's injuries and came to the same conclusion as Song Chengan.

"Is it hopeless?" Lin Qing asked him.

Yan Wei clenched her hands involuntarily.

He?

Lin Qing was obviously deceived by that evil thought. That dirty thing can't move him?, but wants to make him regret it. It's all because of him, because he wants to bring Lin Qing and Lin Zhen to the top floor, and because he wants to challenge the impossibility and let evil thoughts focus on Lin Qing who shouldn't be involved.

Because enough people have died.

Lin Qing is different from other passers-by. This person is his friend when he first came, and a teammate who can rest assured that he does not need to remember when he comes back for the second time.

But Song Chengan is right, this body is not saved.

After Yu Feizhou stood firm, he put aside Song Chengan's hand to support him, took a step forward, took a deep breath and said, "Let me try again."

Lin Zhen frowned and looked at him?: "You've been hurt all over your body... 800 times, right? If you try again, you'll really be able to get away with three. That Zhuo isn't something to earn blood, that's too unpleasant. "

He? He also smiled; "I said you are more nervous than me? Everyone is going to die, but... Hey, brother, how long can you hold on, enough for me to find Yan Mingguang for a fight Can't fight? I haven't been able to fight him yet."

Lin Qing has reached the end of his force, he raised his eyelids, his bloodless face did not move: "Are you in trouble?"

Lin Zhen pouted.

Lin Qing looked at Yan Wei and said calmly: "Yan Wei, leave me alone. Do what you want, I'm not afraid of death, Lin Zhen? I don't know what death is, emotions are the most Useless stuff - that's what you taught me."

Yan Wei clenched her hands tightly, and her nails had already pinched the palms of her hands and blood came out.

"You are afraid," he said, "Lin Qing, you are afraid."

Yu Feizhou did not know how to transfer Lin Qing's skin trauma several times, and the mud-like corpse spots climbed up every inch of Lin Qing's skin again and again, which should have been used as a transfer station for wound transfer Apart from the initial injuries, Lin Zhen is still safe and sound.

Even if Lin Qing knew that Lin Zhen's life depended on him, he couldn't escape the moment he closed his eyes, but he still didn't do anything extra.

Lin Zhen is another completely different kind of forest.

Or...both.

If it weren't for him? If you did it at first, this half of the soul that was discarded will not turn into Lin Zhen in the years, and will not let Lin Qing be half-footed for the other half of the soul at this moment Entering the Yellow Springs, it will not be the last two halves of the soul to return to the same destination.

The white snow fell on the tips of his slightly cold shoulders, which had been blown by the wind.

Yan was dangerously blinded by the snow.

It turns out that every time people act against the sky, they have to pay a price.