Ghost Jigsaw: Send me a ghost every day

At this time, he had gradually lost his humanity due to the side effects, and ignored the two matters, quickly analyzing the pros and cons.

"The Church of Redemption..." Bai Ye held the lens tightly in his hand, as if he had already made a decision.

"Brother, you still lost, hahaha~" Hua Yan's crazy laughter came from the fragments.

This fragment is related to his life, and he should not be away from himself for too long. If it is light, the realm will fall, and if it is serious, the mirror will be broken and people will die. If it is not true, Hua Yan will not take the risk of dividing the core of the body.

Just when Hua Yong's eyes were about to dim, suddenly a shiny object appeared beside Hua Yong.

"This is... the core body!!!"

Hua Yong's eyes flashed brightly, and his old and tired body seemed to be shining, squeezing the last remaining strength of his body.

"No! Give it back to me." Hua Yan roared angrily.

There seems to be an invisible wall between Huayong and Huayong. No matter how it moves, it will be pulled back to its original place in the end.

"Hua Yan, go to hell with me!"

Hua Yong said, looking at Hua Yan with kindness and disappointment in his eyes.

"Brother took you to apologize, these years, it's my fault."

Inserting the lens into the heart with both hands, blood instantly stained the entire lens red.

A phantom of a clock emerged from behind Hua Yong, and became solid as it kept swinging.

Every time the pendulum strikes, the fragments inserted in the heart dim a little.

"Back to the origin!"

"Dang~dang~dang~dang...."

Huayong's mouth, nose and ears were covered with blood, and his figure was on the verge of falling. He only heard a loud shout, and the pendulum of the clock rang dozens of times one after another.

"Crack~Crack~"

"Brother, please stop."

"Brother, I really know I was wrong, let me go."

"I quit the church, no, no, I disband the church with my own hands, brother!"

Hua Yan let out a mournful wail, holding his head with both hands, and as half of the core ghost was shattered, his body was covered with cracks in an instant, and the ghost energy on his body kept gushing out of the cracks.

Chapter 209 Analysis of the Wizard Knows It All

Watching Hua Yan's monstrous aura suddenly drop a lot.

Hearing Hua Yan's screams, Hua Yong's eyes were full of guilt.

After all, they are brothers, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons.

But thinking of his past actions, the clock behind him couldn't help but speed up.

"It's okay, Brother Lu will accompany you through the rest." Hua Yong's figure was almost transparent, and the words in his mouth had become blurred.

"No! Why do you kill my years of hard work when I am about to succeed?"

"I still have a mirror ghost, I can copy it, and I can definitely live."

I saw him yelling crazily, and there were many double images of himself beside him, which turned virtual into reality in an instant.

"Clang~clang~clang!"

A series of pendulum sounds sounded, and the differentiated reflection bodies burst at the same time.

"No~"

I saw that Hua Yan's body gradually became flat, and it was broken one by one, evenly distributed on the ground.

Each piece of body represents a part of Hua Yan, the piece representing his face has long been blurred, and most of his ghost power has dissipated.

The pendulum sound gradually stopped!

Hua Yong's figure kept twisting, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

I saw that his eyes were full of pity when he looked at the fragments on the ground.

Walking slowly to the fragments, he picked up all the fragments on the ground and hugged them in his arms, whispering: "Break time, get up!"

The space debris where the old man was located became hazy, and the three surrounding debris kept shaking.

"Bang~bang~"

Only three crisp cracking sounds were heard, and the three fragments burst in an instant.

Only the last one in the middle is left, with a mysterious brilliance, which seems to be erupting with the last afterglow.

"Boy, you... are not bad!"

The last voice rang in Bai Ye's ear.

A gust of wind blew by, and the scene in front of him changed for a while, and he felt black in front of his eyes, and passed out.

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On a gloomy island, there is an unknown old castle.

The castle is full of all kinds of strange mirrors.

It seems to be affected by some mysterious power, and the mirror is full of cracks.

The most expensive round mirror, the moment Hua Yong and Hua Yan disappeared, erupted with violent ghost energy fluctuations, and it was about to escape from the wall in an instant.

Halfway through the flight, it seemed to have lost its strength, and fell from the air and shattered into pieces.

The moment the mirror shattered!

In an instant, the animals and plants on the island were stained with gray and white.

It gradually disappeared from the edge, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sea area was empty, as if the island had never existed.

In an unknown corner, a broken mirror sank into a reef on the seabed.

Waiting for the day when we will see the light of day again.

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When Bai Ye woke up again, the soft touch under his body instantly alerted him, and when he stood up in shock, he found himself lying on a bed of straw.

"Shouldn't I still be in space?"

"Why is it in this place!"

Bai Ye, who covered his head and shook vigorously twice, suppressed the discomfort in his body and squinted to look at the surrounding scene.

"Is this...thatched cottage?"

Although the scene inside the house made Bai Ye feel a little strange, but thinking about the scene he entered at the beginning, it seemed reasonable.

The entrance is outside and the exit is inside.

"Boss...boss...!" came a vague voice.

"Lin Shan?"

"Where are you?"

Suddenly hearing Lin Shan's voice from around, Bai Ye's eyes flashed with vigilance.

I looked at the surrounding environment before, and there was no one in the house.

If Lin Shan was here, he should have sensed it long ago.

Looking for the sound, I came to the corner of the house. The sound came from the jar under my feet.

The sound is very small, very slight.

Pick up the clay pot and put it on the wooden table.

He took a bench and sat down, probably because he sensed the movement of the outside world.

The clay pot began to shake slightly.

It kept rubbing against the wooden table and making noises.

"Lin Shan, who did I ask you to protect before?"

"Know everything!"

Although the clay pot's voice was vague, Bai Ye could trust her ears and be sure that what she heard was correct.

Use ghost power to caress the seal of the clay pot.

I saw the clay pot shake violently twice, and a familiar electric light gushed out of it.

As soon as it landed, Lin Shan's voice came out.

"This is suffocating me. Fuck you, this can, for keeping me at the bottom of the can for so long."

The more Lin Shan thought about it, the more angry he was, his eyes almost burst into flames when he stared at the clay pot in front of him.

A flash of lightning flashed, and Bai Ye pinched it in the air with one hand.

"Boss?"

Lin Shan screamed, and quickly dispersed the strength in his hands, fearing that he would accidentally hurt Bai Ye.

I saw Bai Ye's face was indifferent, he glanced at the scorched black on the skin of his hand and flicked it lightly twice, the ghost skin flashed a glimmer of light, and the skin on the palm of his hand was as good as ever.

Ignoring the confusion in Lin Shan's eyes, he stretched out his hand to pick up the clay pot and looked at it carefully.

Although I don't know how Lin Shan was imprisoned in the clay pot, but with Lin Shan's current strength, it must not be a common thing that can imprison him.

Feeling that the side wall of the clay pot in his hand seemed a little uneven, Bai Ye put his hand on the side of the pot and rubbed it carefully.

Gradually, the excess dust and dirt were wiped off, and lines of golden threads emerged.

The gold wires seem to be arranged in an orderly manner, and they should be made the day after tomorrow.

It's just that the meaning of the representative still has to be asked... that's right!

Lao Wan! ! !

Thinking of this, Bai Ye quickly took out the remaining pages of the ghost book from his pocket, and saw the figure of Master of Everything who seemed to be standing still in front of the eaves.

After a long time, the figure of Master of Everything still did not waver.

"Boss, he seems to be talking."

"Huh?" Hearing what Lin Shan said, Bai Ye quickly locked his eyes on Wanshitong, only to see that his mouth was indeed wriggling slightly, as if he was talking about something.

"Lip language, can you?"

Bai Ye's sudden question made Lin Shan feel confused, and shook his head quickly, who in those days needed this thing.

"Lip language...lip language...fatty seems to be able to read lips!"

Suddenly remembering that the fat man seemed to have read his lips in front of his face, Bai Ye quickly looked around, found the location of the exit, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

Sure enough, they were in the thatched hut before, but after they came out, the chubby figure on the flat slope in the distance was so eye-catching in Bai Ye's eyes.

All I saw was that Bai Ye's figure flashed across the air at high speed, and landed behind Fatty.

"Still watching!"

Looking at Fatty's spherical figure, Bai Ye smiled lightly and patted Fatty's back shoulder.

Fatty turned his head abruptly and hesitated for a moment when he saw that it was Bai Ye.

She winked desperately, holding back a little bit of tears.

Looking at Bai Ye, he started a textbook-like hip-pull acting.

"Boss, it's hard for Fatty to wait here alone."

"Old Wan was in the book, and you took him away too. Do you remember the fat man by the thatched hut!"

Bai Ye, who was left speechless by the fat man's trickery, dodges when the fat man pounces on him.

Taking advantage of the situation, he stuffed the remaining pages of the ghost book into the fat man's hand.

"Don't make trouble, didn't I remember that you performed lip reading once?"

"Help me see what Lao Wan is talking about. It's been repeated for a long time."