Chapter 626 Butcher

There was a buzz in the white wave's mind, and he heard the man behind him gasping.

What spit out was a cold breeze, sprayed on my neck, and it was getting closer and closer.

He trembled all over, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and remembered Hao Chen's instructions: "No matter what sound you hear, don't look back."

What will happen if you look back?

At this time, even if you shout for help, others will not look back because it is a ghost trick!

Bai Lang's breathing became more and more rapid. When he felt a cold and slippery tongue-like thing sticking to the back of his neck, he finally couldn't hold back his fear and shouted, and the long sword drew a bright sword light and stabbed out.

However, there is nothing behind!

The sword stabbed into the air and drained all his strength. He heard strange laughter from the air beside his ear, and the place where the back of his neck was licked began to burn, paralyze and spread to his whole body...

At this time, the star-shaped birthmark on the back of his neck suddenly began to glow and become extremely hot. The high temperature that broke out at that moment could roast a piece of meat, but it also made the white wave recover from the severe pain. Hearing a sharp and sad scream on the side, the chaotic shadow in his vision receded like a tide. He found that he had returned to the passage of the underground palace. Ye Yingru and Liu Wanyun had gone far away and turned into the corner.

The white wave ran wildly, and he was afraid in his heart. If it's a little later, even if he can wake up, he can't catch up with the team and can only be lost in this gloomy maze forever...

Ye Yingru grabbed Liu Wanyun's palm and said tremblingly, "Did you hear someone screaming behind you just now?"

"I heard it." Liu Wanyun's calm expression comforted Ye Yingru a little, "Don't worry about it, just go ahead."

"But why are the people behind us missing? I can't hear his footsteps..."

Liu Wanyun said coldly, "His cultivation is too low and he is confused by ghosts. There is nothing strange."

"But as soon as he dies, we will become the last one! Those ghost eaters started from the last one, right?

Liu Wanyun said angrily, "How can there be such a thing! The kid will definitely choose the person with low cultivation first, which has nothing to do with the position! I told you not to think nonsense..."

At this time, there was a rapid running sound behind and quickly approached this side. Ye Yingru became more panicked: "It's coming! What should I do? Let's run, too!"

"Don't panic! Don't move! Don't look back!" Liu Wanyun grabbed Ye Yingru's wrist, silently carried 49 Xuangong, held four poisoned silver needles between his fingers, and waited for the arrival of the footsteps behind him.

If you do it rashly at this time, you are likely to fall into a fantasy created by ghosts, and you must take the opportunity to kill the enemy!

The sound of white waves gasped behind their ears.

'There is temperature, and it is a living person. But the body is hot, is it possessed?'

Liu Wanyun's mind turned, and his body was extremely tight. As long as Bai Lang dared to stick to him, whether he was alive or not, he would get a few poisonous needles from her.

Fortunately, the road in front became more spacious. Bai Lang felt Liu Wanyun's murderous spirit and did not dare to approach. He carried out the body taught by Xinxian, ran quickly against the wall on the other side, caught up with Lu Xiaoxiang, Xiaozhu and Yu Hanyan, and came to the middle of the team. He no longer dares to stay at the end.

"Oh, it's really him. He is still alive!" Liu Wanyun watched Bai Lang run forward and also pulled Ye Yingru to speed up his pace.

When Xiaozhu heard the sound around him, he couldn't help turning his head to look at it.

'I just turned my head and didn't look back. It shouldn't matter!' She thought drowsily and felt that a figure ran past her, and then it became more and more noisy around, as if she had come to the vegetable market.

Among all the people in this industry, Xiaozhu is actually the one with the lowest cultivation, lower than the white waves. No matter how fast her sword is and how light her body is, she does not have the support of spiritual power, and she can't stop the yin and ghost without a body. Her whole body has been eroded, and her mind has long been a little blurred.

She gradually found herself standing among a group of people, walking forward silently, and her faces around her were very blurred.

It seems that there are a lot of people shouting and getting angry. What are they shouting about?

Judgment... Damn... Three o'clock in the afternoon?

Xiaozhu walked for a long time and saw the unchanged scenery around him, as if he had never moved. After a cold wind blew, her eyelids jumped, and the swordsman's instinct woke up, clenched the wooden sword, and felt a little sober.

At this time, among the many blurred faces, a person suddenly looked up at her. It was a face full of flesh, with blood on its teeth in its grinning mouth, and its eyes bulging, with a strange and ferocious look. He stood in the crowd, holding a butcher's knife in his right hand and holding a messy man on the cutting board with his left hand.

Is this a butcher? Is he going to kill? Sell human meat as pork?'

Xiaozhu's heart suddenly moved down and found that the man was a little familiar after being held down by the butcher. Take a closer look, isn't the face under the messy hair yourself?

Why am I in such a place... No, it's just a similar appearance!

An idea flashed by, and she saw the man held down by the butcher raising his face, slowly raising the corners of his mouth and showing a strange smile at her.

A cold current suddenly rose in her heart, and then the world in front of her changed. When she came to her senses again, she was unable to move.

She has been pressed on the wooden pier by the butcher.

There were messy calls around her. She couldn't understand a word, but she vaguely understood what they meant.

It turned out that he had committed a great crime and was beheaded in the street at the entrance of the vegetable market.

'When did I commit a crime? And...how can the executioner be a butcher...'

However, in the face of this grotesque scene, her resistance gradually extinguished, as if the thick/hard hand on her neck extinguished her fire of survival and made her heart dead.

Seeing that she no longer struggled and consciously put her head on the wooden pier, the butcher let go of his hand and raised the butcher knife high.

With a crisp click, the butcher knife easily tore her skin and cut off her bones, nerves and muscles. Her head rolled to the ground, but was picked up by the butcher.

She felt that her head was raised by her hair, and a boiling audience appeared in her half-opened eyes.

A huge tremor suddenly came from the depths of her soul, which was the last struggle of life to wake her up from the fantasy.

Her face is pale and peaceful, her eyes are half-open lazily, her pupils have turned straight white, her pink lips have turned lavender, and there are several blood marks on her white chin, and blood is still dripping from the broken neck under her head. Fall to the ground. The thin lips moved slightly, and countless feelings circled back and forth in her mind, but she couldn't say it.

This is the feeling of death coming, which makes people drunk and doesn't seem to be as terrible as rumored.

The soul gradually flew away, and she seemed to stare at her body as a bystander.

She saw her head lifted by the butcher and showed it to the onlookers, with blood dripping from the cut neck. Under the wooden pier, her soft body rose high and twitched. Blood spewed out from the remnants of her neck and even flowed to her shoulders, dyeing her white chest red. With each convulsions, blood spewed out of the broken mouth.

After that, her vision quickly darkened.