The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

When Wei Chongzheng led the police force into Qiling Middle School, it had become a sea of ​​blood and a joyful place of massacre.

Lu Lie's former top classmates gathered together for some unknown reason, stabbing each other with red eyes. Countless corpses with familiar faces were lying on the ground, including Lu's mother, Mrs. Wei, Principal Qi Ling...

A large amount of blood smeared out, turning the moonlight into a dazzling red.

In mid-air, two figures were fighting fiercely, and it was difficult to tell who was superior. Between the lights of swords and shadows, one could faintly see Lu Lie's evil and demonic face covered with bloodshot eyes. His eyes were as red as blood. It was obvious that he had become red-eyed and had lost his mind. monster.

Wei Chongzheng methodically organized his team members to tie up all the people who were fighting each other individually to minimize the damage. Looking at the several corpses neatly arranged on the ground, my heart sank. If Lu Qiuxue, Wei Jin, and Father Lu deserved their karma, then these people died unjustly.

Although Lu's mother failed to fulfill her duties as a mother, her crime was not worthy of death. Regardless of whether Mrs. Wei poisoned her husband and murdered her, she should not have been manipulated by Lu Lie to lose her life. Needless to say, Principal Qiling was an unreasonable disaster. .

The deceased's facial features were all distorted and painful, and there were many deep and shallow stab wounds on his chest, arms, thighs and body. He must have suffered tremendous torture during his lifetime.

After fighting for a long time in mid-air, the winner was finally decided, and a figure fell to the ground.

Shen Zhubai lay on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, quickly turned over to avoid the flying fog blade, and supported his body with the peach wood sword. The evil spirit was too strong, and he was no match for it. Now the only option is to fight to the death.

"Hurry up! Take them and leave the school quickly." Shen Zhubai held out his peach wood sword to resist the evil spirit's attack, while shouting at Wei Chongzheng. Wei Chongzheng's eyes were calm, and he immediately asked his subordinates to take all the remaining survivors to a safe area according to his instructions.

After everyone else got out safely, Wei Chongzheng gave a few instructions to his subordinates, turned around and ran towards the campus.

Although he was not sure whether it would be effective, he had to give it a try. Wei Chongzheng aimed a shot in Lu Lie's direction. It's a pity that the bullet penetrated the soul body without causing any damage. Instead, it angered the evil spirits with red eyes and stared straight at him with bloodthirsty pupils.

Shen Zhubai felt something bad and shouted: "Quickly! It is no longer Lu Lie now. It has lost its consciousness and will attack others indiscriminately. Just leave!" Seeing that the evil spirit changed its attack target, he gritted his teeth and quickly moved the handle of the mahogany sword. It draws attention back.

"What about you?"

Wei Chong was holding the gun tightly in his hand. Although he hated Shen Zhubai, who was always close to Song Jiu, if an accident happened to the big boss sent by the central government, he would probably be held accountable by his superiors. And judging from the current situation, Shen Zhubai is obviously not Xie Sui's opponent.

"I have my own way. Just leave quickly. If I die, your superiors won't cause trouble for you." Shen Zhubai knew his concerns and cursed in a low voice. He usually acted vigorously and resolutely, but he slipped up at the critical moment. Damn it, mother-in-law.

He despised having such a love rival.

Xie Sui seemed to understand their conversation. The corners of his scarlet mouth were torn to the base of his ears. He raised his hand to trap the two of them with the ghost ghost. He smiled strangely and said, "None of you can escape."

The stronger the ghost is, the stronger the ghost response it can cast will be. Even Shen Zhubai at his peak was not 100% sure of breaking the barrier. Unless the evil spirit is willing to let them live, the two of them will not be able to escape until they die.

Damn.

Shen Zhubai forcefully accepted Xie Sui's attack and blood spurted out. The evil spirit was so strong that the ghosts hundreds of miles around could not bear the pressure and ran away early. The old man from the underworld and those public officials were so scared that they could not help at all. If this continues, there is only one word for death. Damn it, where is its flaw?

Withstanding the attack with his body, the Taoist priest still had two brushes. He narrowed his eyes evilly and licked his crimson lips with his bright red tongue, like a cold and poisonous snake: "I admit that you are good in strength, but you must be my opponent." , it’s still far away.”

"If you two know each other better, I reluctantly agree to make your death less painful. How about it? It's a good deal." Xie Sui tilted his head slightly with an innocent smile. But evil spirits are always evil spirits. They are born bad, so how can they consider others. He smiled innocently on his face, but secretly he was thinking about how to kill them.

Is it better to cut off their flesh with a knife, or remove their limbs and make them into human pigs?

Oh, so confusing.

Xie Sui knocked his head in distress, showing a troubled expression.

Shen Zhubai saw that it expressed clearly and was not as wild and evil as it was at first. It seemed that it had not completely lost its mind. He tried to communicate with words: "Look at how you are covered in blood now. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Xiegui was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the ants on the ground, and said in a very arrogant tone: "Why should I feel embarrassed? These are my great achievements. A ghost who can't kill is not a good ghost."

In terms of embarrassment, Shen Zhubai, who was kneeling down on one knee exhausted, was even more embarrassed. Hearing this, he curled his lips and smiled: "Really? If Xiaojiu sees you like this, I'm afraid he will dislike you."

"Xiaojiu..."

Xie Sui, who was still arrogant and arrogant just now, couldn't help but froze when he heard the familiar two words. He repeated these two words in a low voice, and then sneered disdainfully, "Who is Xiaojiu? Why should I care about the opinions of ants? It's ridiculous. "

Fierce ghosts live by obsession. The stronger the obsession and the greater the power, the higher the chance of being controlled by the evil spirit and going crazy.

This is why most evil ghosts did not immediately die after taking revenge, but were forced into hell to pay for their sins.

Shen Zhubai's heart sank. He couldn't even remember his sweetheart. Sure enough, his memory was still damaged by the evil spirit.

"I can even forget my sweetheart. Xiaojiu is blind to pay so much for you. Bah, what a scumbag. If I had known better, I would have let Xiaojiu follow me."

"No!"

The evil instinct screamed sharply, and he could no longer laugh. He was no longer as calm and arrogant as before, and his scarlet eyes were a little more confused and painful. Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, such a familiar name. He is obviously dead, but why does his heart always beat inexplicably when he hears these two words?

This feeling of being out of control made him very unhappy. He immediately turned cold and attacked Wei Chongzheng, who was the easiest to deal with: "How can a dying person talk so much? Just accept your death."

Wei Chongzheng reacted quickly, but not as quickly as Xie Sui. In the blink of an eye, the dark claws were close at hand, and the next second they would pierce his head, causing blood to splatter on the spot. It was too late for Shen Zhubai to rush to stop it, so he could only watch the tragedy happen.

"Ah Lie!"

The familiar voice has long been engraved into Lu Lie's genes. Even if he has lost his mind and has become a puppet controlled by the evil spirit, he will still stop his movements because of the word "A Lie".

Xie Sui was disturbed by the crisp but lingering and loving voice, and couldn't help but search for the source of the sound. When he saw the young man standing not far away, panting, looking over with moist eyes, those suppressed beautiful memories flashed through his mind like a revolving door.

Its cloudy pupils were clear for a moment.

"Xiao...Xiaojiu?" The voice was hoarse.

Song Jiu was about to answer, but as if he saw something, he quickly avoided it with red eyes.

Xie Sui tilted his head in confusion, intoxicated by the person's extremely bright complexion due to anxiety, until a wooden sword stained with blood from the tip of his tongue penetrated straight through its chest. The tongue tip blood is the concentrated essence and blood of the human body. It is extremely pure and yang. The best lightning strike wood maximizes its effect. It will definitely die.