v2 Chapter 497： : Kill her...

"You are really wrong. You have done it wrong from the beginning. You can't do it. The dolls that the family asks for can't leave. This is very sympathetic, but you shouldn't hurt the innocent for your own privacy. The child created such a cruel human skin doll."

When Ming Hao saw the note, he was very shameless to the owner of the note. All the sins started because of the nobleman, but the person who made the doll was innocent, compared to The aristocrat who was under pressure, the maker of this doll was not guilty.

When he first used a child's flesh to make a doll, no one forced him to do so. He would use a child to make a doll, which he himself thought of. He could come up with someone who used a human skin to make a doll. How could it be a truly innocent person.

Such a person, no matter how much regret he regrets afterwards, will not give him a sympathy for him.

"I really don't deserve to be sympathetic. People like me should have broken their own self in the first place. It would save a lot of innocent children if they survived."

The man is full of remorse, and he deeply regrets his sin.

He regretted it. If he didn't promise to help these dolls at the time, wouldn't he have to go to this step today.

Originally, he thought that he could make atonement for the dead with his own death.

Until he died, he knew that sin was not so easy to redeem. His soul was endlessly tortured every day after his death. The children hated him, imprisoned his soul in this place, could not leave, could not reincarnate, only I suffer from unimaginable torture.

For more than a thousand years, he watched many people die in this place, and saw the souls of those dead, imprisoned by the spirits of the children.

After more than a thousand years, this place has long been unaware of how many souls are imprisoned here.

They want to leave every day, but they can never do it, just like him.

These children have a strong hostility towards adults, especially men, and the chief culprit of all this is the maker of his tragedy.

The one who should never be born too much

"What are you doing?" Little Lori was a little displeased and felt interrupted by her own game.

Just chasing those people who haven’t played enough yet, she wants to put them all in the doll, and then they can stay with her forever like other people.

"Missy, don't hurt any more, let them go," the man said cautiously.

It is not that he is kind enough to want to let these people go, but that he has a very ominous premonition, especially for the man with blond hair.

The man gave him a very powerful and terrible feeling that the feeling must come from his blood if it was not from his power.

A man with a strong blood heritage, he really does not want to get into the other side. He is still very embarrassed about Missy. He turned a child who was originally innocent and self-willed into a devil. The misfortune of Missy is what he caused. In order to make up for it, he does not want Missy to get into the presence that should not be provoked.

Letting these people go is also good for her. If it is not letting people go, it really makes such people have something to do here. Later, Missy will definitely have trouble.

Little Lori didn't understand the man's kindness, she just picked up her mouth very unhappy.

"What do I do without you, bad guys." Little Loli was unhappy and waved, and the man's spirit sneaked into the wall.

The spirit is not physical, it should not be hurt by any tangible things, I did not expect a small wave in the small Loli, but let him slammed into the wall and suffered a slight injury.

The man's spiritual color is dimmed a bit, and there is a bit of nothingness, which is even weaker.

"Many things." After Xiao Loli muttered a sentence, she ignored the spirit of the middle-aged man, but looked at the people who were very interested in Alum and others.

"The next turn is you, you have to stay with me to play." Little Loli holds the doll, her hands slap cheerfully, and a small mouth giggles.

The little cheeky face can't tell the cuteness.

It’s just that her cuteness is now no one has the mood to appreciate.

This cute little face is as terrible as a demon in the eyes of others.

"We come to play ghosts and arrest people, and the people caught by ghosts will become ghosts." Little Loli made a happy decision.

"I am going to be a ghost, you have to be careful."

When the voice just fell, her figure disappeared. When it appeared again, it appeared in Caesar's team. A young man was photographed!

"Ah!" The man screamed in panic, and it was too late to run, almost instantly forming an ice sculpture.

"Let's stay in the painting." With a small hand waving, a cold cold wind blew in the room, when they saw a virtual shadow floating in the wind, and then a portrait appeared on the wall, along with the shadow The entry, the shape gradually has a shape, after a few seconds, on the blank painting, there is actually a figure, this person is the young man who was just killed.

"Loveman!" Others who are familiar with the deceased all screamed.

They can't save their companions, and everyone's heart is dominated by an unwillingness and hatred.

They are not willing to die in this place, do not want to die in the hands of such a dead soul.

At this moment, everyone’s heart is full of killing! Kill her, she must kill her.

If they don't kill her, they will all become like the dead Loveman.

Raising the weapons in their hands, they no longer passively dodge, but took the initiative to launch an attack.

"It's so fun, giggling, seeing me catch you." Little Loli didn't understand the tragic mood of these people, but instead eagerly patted her little hand, it seemed very happy.

"Kill her, kill this monster"

"Kill!"

A group of people with swords and staff, rushed to laugh at the sweet little Loli.

Yao Yao’s heart is desperate, it’s useless. This is the spirit except the undead magic, as well as the light magic. Any kind of magic and physical attacks can’t play any role in the spirit.

And among them, there is no one, except for her, who is a necromancer.

She looked at the direction of the eye. She knew that Alum had the talent of light magic, but he rarely used light magic. She didn’t know how many levels of alum’s light magic, and now she can’t control it. too much.

"Alum school brother, work with me." Yao Yan casts the soul of the undead, and swears in his mouth.

"Well." Ming Hao should have a voice, the sword in his hand replaced with a staff, he usually uses magic, compared to magic, sword is his most capable.