Nightmare Apostle

With pale faces and strange makeup, these people were like paper figures, walking with stiff steps, but at an incredibly fast speed, carrying a familiar red coffin behind them.

It was the funeral procession in Yang Xiao's dream.

The funeral procession headed straight for the Ghost Bodhisattva, and in the blink of an eye, it was close, and the red coffin hit the Ghost Bodhisattva hard.

At the moment of the collision, the Ghost Bodhisattva and the huge whisk that was about to fall disappeared, while the funeral procession continued to walk until it disappeared in the mist on the other side.

His head was throbbing, his knees were weak, and the sequelae of using the Hades robe were coming. There was a sound of running behind him, and Yang Xiao subconsciously turned his head.

In a daze, he vaguely saw a figure standing far away at the end of the corridor behind him.

There was movement in the figure's hands, as if... as if...

"Get out of the way!"

A person yelled at his side, and someone rushed towards him. Then Yang Xiao heard a buzzing sound that cut through the air, and

a sharp arrow came through the air.

The next second, the sharp arrow pierced the shoulder of the person who came, and Yang Xiao was also thrown to the ground by this person, and the blood spurting out dyed Yang Xiao's face red.

At this moment, he saw clearly that the person who saved him was Fu Qingzhu.

Yang Xiao, who reacted, pulled out his gun and shot at the attacker behind him. It was a person who was also wearing black clothes. His face was not clear, but he was holding an alloy crossbow in his hand.

Because of the long distance and blurred consciousness, the first few shots missed the target, and it was not until the fourth shot that the man was hit, but it was too late at this moment. Before the man fell to the ground, he had pulled out a grenade and threw it at them.

"Lie down!" Yang Xiao yelled, and then pressed Fu Qingzhu under him with his body.

The grenade bounced several times on the ground, passed through the sides of Yang Xiao and the other man, and finally rolled to the girl's feet. The man who smashed the computer saw this and pushed the girl away and kicked the grenade away.

"Boom!"

With a strong glare and sound waves, the people closest to the explosion point were knocked over by the air wave,

their ears were buzzing, and everything in front of them was shrouded in white light.

Yang Xiao and Fu Qingzhu were far away, so the impact was limited.

Yang Xiao took the gun and knelt towards the man who fell to the ground. When he got closer, he saw the man's eyes wide open, his mouth open, and a bloody bullet hole between his eyebrows was bleeding.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Yang Xiao shot him twice more in the heart, making him die.

After confirming that there were no more enemies nearby, Yang Xiao took the alloy crossbow arrow from the man's hand and came back to find Fu Qingzhu.

At this moment, Fu Qingzhu was leaning against the wall, looking miserable. A sharp crossbow arrow pierced through his shoulder and

was inserted diagonally on it, and blood was still flowing along the crossbow arrow.

"How are you?" Yang Xiao was a little touched, after all, the arrow was aimed at him.

Fu Qingzhu spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head, "I'm not dead, fortunately... fortunately he threw a stun grenade, if it was a grenade, it would be terrible."

Yang Xiao looked up at the security door on the other side, and saw the girl, black sunglasses, and several other people in different postures, some kneeling or lying on the ground, some shaking their heads constantly, and it seems that they have not fully recovered their consciousness.

Yang Xiao reached out to touch the crossbow arrow, which scared Fu Qingzhu, "Don't, don't touch it! This arrow can't be pulled out!

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"I know." Yang Xiao took off his clothes, wrapped the wound simply, and stopped the bleeding for him, "Don't worry, you won't die with me here."

Fu Qingzhu leaned against the wall and smiled bitterly: "Brother, I'm lucky to have you this time."

"Don't try to make connections, don't think about losing a penny of the money you promised me. "Seeing that Fu Qingzhu still had the energy to speak, Yang Xiao's mood also improved, and he didn't mind making a few jokes with him.

As for the girls and the others, knowing that they would not die, Yang Xiao didn't bother to care.

"Om fen ni mani ba om bee ba?

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Suddenly, a strange chanting sound rang out again, and it was right next to my ear!

Turning his head abruptly, he saw that the old man in the corner had climbed up at some point, chanting while kowtowed to Yang Xiao heavily, with an indescribable solemnity on his face, as if he was more pious than worshipping the ghost Bodhisattva.

At the same time, the warrior man who "coexisted" with the old man and had a head growing diagonally on his shoulder also seemed to have seen an extremely terrifying scene, staring at Yang Xiao with a terrified face.

Yang Xiao's heart "clicked" for a moment, and he seemed to understand something. This so-called flesh-and-blood lama did have some skills. He should have seen the funeral procession and the big red coffin he summoned, and then had some misunderstandings.

"Evil cultivator! He... He is an evil cultivator!" The warrior man, who only had half of his head left, shouted at the top of his lungs, "They are in the same group!"

The warrior man and the old man have become one. I believe he saw what the old man saw.

Yang Xiao panicked immediately. If other people knew about this, he might be killed.

What's more terrible is that Fu Qingzhu's face changed when he saw this scene, and he looked at Yang Xiao with horror.

Not far away, the girl and the man with black sunglasses also stood up staggeringly.

When their eyes met, Yang Xiao wanted to kill, and at the same time, Fu Qingzhu also wanted to kill. He reached out to take out the dagger that Yang Xiao had inserted in his waist, but Yang Xiao chose to use a gun.

Just when Yang Xiao was about to put the muzzle of the gun on Fu Qingzhu's chin, the other party was one step faster after all, and Fu Qingzhu had already pulled out the dagger with his backhand.

But the next second, Fu Qingzhu backhanded a knife and stabbed the warrior man in the throat.

The man stared at Fu Qingzhu's profile, his face full of disbelief, blood foam spurting from the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.

As Fu Qingzhu twisted the handle of the knife fiercely, the warrior man lost his vitality and fell headfirst.

After the man died, he lost his nutrient supply and the old man withered and died.

The man in black sunglasses covered his head and walked over slowly, obviously not fully recovered his mind, "What...what's going on? What evil cultivator is he shouting about?"

Fu Qingzhu gave Yang Xiao a look, then pressed down the muzzle of the gun against his throat with his hand without leaving a trace, and said calmly: "Nothing, he was shouting for us to kill him, saying that he has now merged with the evil cultivator and is living a life worse than death."

"Right, Brother Chu?" Fu Qingzhu smiled and looked at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao put away his gun and sighed, "Yes, I was originally planning to send this brother on his way, but I didn't expect Brother Fu to get there first."

After a while, the girl came over with the help of the others. Looking at the brave man who was unwilling to die, she couldn't help but dim her eyes, "Don't worry, I will properly arrange for your family. I will not lose a penny of the money I promised you, and the funeral will be grand."

Yang Xiao supported Fu Qingzhu and slowly stood up, complimenting the girl, "Miss Qi is a person who values ​​her promises. I believe that this brother will be relieved if he knows about it in the afterlife."

Not long after, there was movement in the safety passage, as if someone was sneaking up.