Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 201 High-level shock, misty defeat

Puff, puff!
The sound of countless messy wounds tearing was heard, and soon, black blood flowed into a river.

The fog dissipated, and everyone watching the scene finally saw the terrifying true face of this terrifying SSS-level monster!
The huge head grew on a huge body like a turtle shell, and hundreds of tentacles like vines grew on the surface of the body.

Countless streaks of black blood were seen flowing from the open wound on its body like a trickling stream.

Countless audiences were shocked!
This monster, which could not even be seriously injured by hundreds of tanks, began to writhe its bruised body crazily under the constant attack of millions of Yin soldiers.

The mist continued to open its huge mouth and howled. Although it could swallow a group of Yin soldiers with a big mouth, but the number of Yin soldiers was too large, making it difficult to parry with only one huge mouth.

Misty Misty didn't seem to have thought that the million Yin soldiers who saw off the hearse were existences he could not provoke.

At this moment, it can only twist its body helplessly.

But no matter how frantically it fled towards the front of the coming road, those millions of Yin soldiers did not let him go, just like a group of army ants staring at an animal with a wounded leg.

sizzle!
The misty ghost began to let out a piercing scream, and as more and more black blood flowed, the entire road on both sides turned into a black river, and his body began to shrink as if it were shrinking.

This state lasted for half an hour, and the mist finally became smaller and smaller until the audience couldn't see it among the densely packed millions of ghost soldiers.

"What? Just like that, the powerful and terrifying Mist Sly was wiped out?"

Not only were countless audiences so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths for a long time, even Huaxia's high-level executives were too shocked to speak.

A behemoth in the SSS-level weirdness that even their entire human civilization has a headache, was wiped out like this?
Where did this group of mysterious Yin soldiers come from? Is it as simple as escorting the hearse because of the death of a human being?
So how complicated and magical is the past of the deceased in the hearse? Could it be that a real mythical figure who lived for hundreds or even thousands of years happened to pass away in modern civilization after a thousand years?
More and more outrageous speculations and thoughts were born in the hearts of countless people!
"Look, the Yin soldiers are still advancing!"

The senior officials of the Huaxia Spiritual Management Bureau originally thought that the Yin soldiers would disappear from this road soon. After all, they appeared on this road inexplicably, and this road was about to be reached by them.

But those millions of Yin soldiers are still escorting the hearse towards the unknown front, where are they going?
Seeing this, the senior executives of the Spiritual Management Bureau couldn't sit still, thinking what if the sudden appearance of millions of Yin soldiers is also an enemy that is not good for human civilization, what should we do?
After all, the strength of the opponent is already destroying the invincible, and the SSS-level Misty Sly, who is attacking the human territory majestically, has been proved.

Millions of Yin soldiers were still escorting the hearse forward, and the old couple inside was completely messed up. If they can survive today's experience, they can boast for a lifetime in the future.

They thought they must go back and talk to Xiao Yang carefully, and they didn't know the origin of her dead mother. Could it be that she was not an ordinary mortal?
The hearse in the ambulance of the million Yin soldiers walked out of the road and came to a green forest.

The helicopter that recorded all this at high altitude was moving more and more slowly, as if it couldn't keep up.

"Our helicopter has been flying for so long, and it's almost out of gas! What should we do? Why don't we just go back like this?" said the pilot driving the helicopter.

The reporter who only concentrated on recording everything quickly shook his head vigorously and said: "No! Hold on for a while, we must find out the truth for all mankind, and see where the million ghost soldiers escorting the hearse will go?"

Boom!
Just when the high-level officials of the Spiritual Management Bureau communicated with the higher-level Huaxia high-level officials and planned to send a new force to garrison the direction where the million Yin soldiers were going, the hearse landed slowly and smoothly under the watchful eyes of the million Yin soldiers.

There was also a noise and a big puff of dust.

"Finally we're going to the destination!" The reporter found that the million Yin soldiers didn't stop, but just stopped running, which meant that their destination was about to arrive.

The higher-ups of the Spiritual Management Bureau are also waiting to see what happens, to see what these million ghost soldiers want to do.

But after about 10 minutes, the hearse was finally pushed forward and finally appeared next to a cemetery in a cemetery. Everyone was shocked and confused.

What the hell, such an earth-shattering handwriting was just to escort the hearse to transport the remains to be buried in such an inconspicuous cemetery.

The senior management of the Spirit Management Bureau were all speechless and could only stare blankly at the scene.

As if to confirm their conjecture, when the hearse reached its destination, puffs of smoke appeared under the feet of the million Yin soldiers.

Slowly, all the Yin soldiers turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared all of a sudden.

Everyone was speechless.

Just when everyone thought this outrageous funeral was about to end, a singing voice floated from afar.

The years are rare and silent, the autumn wind is tired of wandering, the setting sun hangs on the wall and doesn't want to let me go, the words in Yiren's ears in the past have flowed eastward with the sound of the tide, and looking back on the past, they have fallen with the maple leaves. Love has come to an end and hate has given up on promises, Destiny thinks that there are too many humorous thoughts, I can't help myself, I am so sad that my confidant is hard to meet, how many people will stay, but when I look back, I hear the laughter in my drunk dream, the laughter and interjection are empty, the old and the ignorant, the madness is empty, the knife is blunt and the blade is useless, and the righteousness is broken. Broken roads, sighs, no one understands the footprints, I have been looking forward to passing through for many years, the red dust is rolling, I can't see through it, I laugh at myself, I have a thousand feelings, I have a lot of grievances, and the heroes are sad. Huitu is losing weight!
When tears dry up and blood fills eyes, white snow turns into red, love has come to an end, hate also gives up promises, fate thinks too many humorous thoughts can't be controlled by me, soaring ambitions are a bit sad, friends are hard to meet, how many people stay, look back but laugh In the dream of drunkenness, laughing and exclamation, poor ancients and idiots, today's madness is finally empty, the knife is blunt and the blade is useless, and the righteousness is broken. Thousands of feelings and grievances for heroes and sorrows, at the end of the song, people are exuding flowers and white temples, and the beauty is dead, and the candle is still alive. Fighting with the sun, the glory is thin, when the tears dry up, blood fills the eyes, and the white snow turns red, love has come to an end, hate and give up Promise, fate, I think there are too many humorous thoughts, I can't control myself, I am so sad that my confidant is hard to meet, how many people stay, but when I look back, I hear the laughter in my drunk dream, the laughter and interjection are empty, the knife is blunt and the blade is useless. The dream is broken, and the road is deserted, and no one understands the footprints.

When tears and blood well up in the eyes, the white snow turns red when it is flying.

(End of this chapter)