Chapter 546

Sit in the corner.

Zheng Kexing's eyes turned.

Ear, whispering in the constant murmur.

"Kill him..."

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Countless whisper, let his reason, gradually lost.

He felt as if there were countless ants gnawing at his flesh and blood.

It hurts!

Itch!

Pain!

The heart, is incomparable nihility.

We must find something to fill the void.

And the only way to fill that void.

Only kill him!

Yes!

Kill him, it won't hurt.

It won't itch.

No more pain!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Whispering in the ear, urging.

Let his face begin to twitch, and twist in spasm.

The bones are creaking.

So he laughed.

Smile of incomparable evil spirit.

Like a lunatic in a mental hospital.

His eyes kept spinning in their sockets.

The whole world became blurred and distorted in his eyes.

His mind fell into a vast dark void.

All kinds of external stimulation around him magnified in his heart.

He rose slowly.

Not far away from him, he wan also stood up awkwardly.

The two of them slowly came together.

Their bodies were banging like metal.

The voices even echoed each other.

As a result, the two people's mouths clattered open.

The jaw dislocated like a snake.

The white bones inside are exposed.

Seeing this scene, some girls screamed.

"There's a ghost!"

The crowd began to clamor.

And the two of them started to turn around.

In full view of the public, the beads in their eyes burst out with a bang.

Worm like things, crawling out of the bloody eye socket.

Long live the great curtain of the night

They screamed.

Whispering in my ear, there was encouragement.

Then, in their bodies, bone spurs penetrate the skin and muscles.

Open behind them.

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Ling Ping'an is leaning against the back of the chair.

The triangular headgear on his head makes him feel a little comfortable.

"It's my choice of clothes!" He exclaimed.

On his head, the host is introducing the legend of nightmare with passion.

What epoch-making virtual technology, second life and other online games vocabulary constantly pop out.

In the past, he could be fooled.

But now, he just wants to be funny.

Even now, he knows nothing about the so-called nightmare legend.

I don't know what it is?

But, he knows.

It was the filial piety of two loyal ministers.

A toy for him to practice.

Just like when I was a child, my parents bought the building blocks for him to exercise his hands-on ability.

Starting from scratch, it's a toy to exercise his abilities in all aspects.

Thinking of these, Ling Ping'an consciously controls the divergence of thinking.

Now, though, his "intelligence" has been suppressed.

It doesn't hurt to think about it occasionally.

But in the end

Don't think too much.

It's not good to think too much.

If you think too much, you become too smart.

That's the end!

Now, he has to control himself.

Especially the amount of thinking.

"Alas He couldn't help sighing: "as a net writer, that's not good!"

"I always like to think nonsense!"

At this time, the host on the stage suddenly stopped the introduction of passion.

There was a look of horror on his face.

There was a cry of panic behind him.

"There's a ghost!"

"Ghosts

Ling Ping'an turned his head and looked behind him.

In one corner of the venue, there was chaos.

A lot of people are running away.

And in the center of the chaos, two monsters are taking shape.

Inside their bodies, the spines are constantly protruding.Let their appearance become distorted.

The spines come out and spread out behind them.

It's like a peacock in the open screen and a bud in the bud.

Those spines, bent and fell to the ground.

Let them move and sprint like spiders.

And the goal

It seems to be him!

Long live the great curtain of the night

They had completely deformed mouth, two tongues, split granulation one by one screaming.

Countless people along the road can't dodge and are swept away by their spines like garbage.

Ling Ping'an was in a panic.

A man stood up.

"Town Roared a majestic voice.

A talisman was then made.

"Lock!" Others wave their hands, releasing gold chains.

But unfortunately

Those two monsters are too fast.

Faster than lightning!

What's more, the spines from their bodies seem to be naturally immune to all psionic methods.

So, just in the blink of an eye, the two monsters broke through the blockade.

They are completely split.

A sharp sword, cut from a head.

The snow-white light of the knife rolled up countless ripples.

In the other head, a mass of reddish poison fog was spewed out.

In this moment of lightning and flint.

In the crowd, there are also people in the storm.

A burly man, standing tall.

His body swelled.

"Meat mountain!" He ended up with a spell.

His body was as heavy as a mountain.

"Wine lake!" There was thunder in his mouth.

"Money Copper coins were thrown from his hands.

"Lock up!"

These copper coins, turned into shackles, fell to the man who was sitting on the chair and didn't even move.

At the same time, this has expanded to a few meters high man, issued a call: "gentlemen, do not start at this time, more to wait for when?"

"Are you waiting to die?"

"Well said!" A figure sprang up in the crowd.

A sword light suddenly stabbed out.

The Dharma sword in hand is full of rotten color.

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Yin Mingxiu watched in horror, and the two monsters, like monsters in a nightmare, came straight at him.

The spines were all over her.

It's on top of my head.

Fear, immediately swept the whole body.

Under the cover of the bone spurs, the light of the knife and the poisonous fog are like shadows.

In the distance, the giant suddenly expanded and threw out a copper coin.

The copper coins turned into shackles and fell one by one.

There is a sharp sword light, straight from.

She was so frightened that she forgot to run away.

He shuddered all over.

"Don't be afraid!" At this time, the spirit childe beside, suddenly gently touched her head.

Listen to Ling childe's voice, inexplicable, Yin Mingxiu put down his heart.

Everything in front of us becomes insignificant in an instant.

Yes!

What kind of person is linggongzi?

This is just a thief, but it can be suppressed by backhand.

Then looking at the wood stick that Ling childe is holding in the hand, lightly beat.

And then

The end was covered with mottled paint and lit up a little bit.

It's like having eyes, opening them.

"Ha ha ha!" The spirit childe under the hood laughs.

The voice is very gentle, like a warm spring breeze.

But it's scary.

It's like the Butcher at midnight, looking at the poor victim and laughing.

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