The strongest villain rescue plan [unlimited]

The stone on the ground was picked up, a low parabola was drawn in the air, and the mirror shattered.The female ghost who was struggling to come out followed the mirror and shattered into pieces, lingering in the air, and let out piercing screams of unwillingness.

Pingping, who was standing outside, turned and left without any regrets.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and the mirror disappeared, revealing the true face behind the phantom.It was a wall that had collapsed, and the connected water pipes were old and rusty, mixed with a thick bloody smell, which was very pungent.

Qin Dongwan was still in shock, threw away the stone in his hand and looked straight at the mirror.If she hadn't reacted at the last second, the moment she turned around, the female ghost's body would condense into a solid body, and those who didn't realize that the crisis was behind them might have lost their lives by surprise.

The rain dripped down the arc of the cheeks, washing away the overflowing cold sweat.As soon as they entered the room, several people started to sneeze one after another, especially Qin Dongwan, who had stood in the rainstorm for the longest time before, was drenched all over his body like a drenched rat, and was shivering even standing in the room.

The others are all masters who don't touch Yangchun water with their fingers, only Tang Zihang went to boil water, found some ginger, and prepared to make ginger soup casually.Everyone's clothes are wet, and there is no drying appliance such as a hair dryer, so they can only bear it so harshly.

There was still rumbling thunder outside, and the torrential rain had subsided a little, but it was still pattering.Qin Dongwan was a little dizzy and feverish. When he touched his head, he probably had a fever. The tingling pain in his temples began to come out, the pores on his body were wide open, and the invading chill made his whole body a little stiff.

After eating a bowl of thick ginger soup that still contained crumbs, Qin Dongwan lay down on the table and buried his head in sleep, while the rest began to take turns preparing for the night watch.With the previous lessons, several people simply divided into two groups and looked at different places.

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The stronger the wind blows, the more it disperses the rainwater.

Waking up from sleep, Qin Dongwan's head was still groggy, and everything he saw was blurred.Her physique is average, and it is normal for her to have a bad cold after being drenched in heavy rain for so long. It seems that there is a ball of cotton stuck in her nasal cavity, and she is a little out of breath.

He opened his eyes, but the surrounding area was very quiet, except for the sound of wind and rain in the sky and the earth, there was no sound at all.Tang Zihang's snoring, the slight exhalation of the girl next to him, and the occasional words and phrases of the other two youths all turned into silence at this moment, as if they had sunk into an endless dark abyss, unable to see or touch any entities.

A ball of lightning rolled down from the sky, suddenly tearing apart the ink that was too thick to melt, and the room was as bright as day.In an instant, she seemed to see the limp human skin on the rattan chair suddenly stand up slowly, and the pungent stench came from all directions, quickly enveloping her.The powerlessness of the limbs caused the fear to spread wantonly. The window was opened at some point, and some rainwater drifted in from the outside, and when it fell on her body, it turned out to be sticky blood.

The human skin was fully filled with flesh and blood, and quickly condensed into shape and walked towards her.Qin Dongwan sat on the seat and couldn't get up. The feeling of soreness and numbness seemed to come from his bones, and he felt extremely strenuous even to move.

"Ashu..."

The subconscious cry for help came to his lips, but his lips were caught like tape, and he couldn't open them even if he struggled desperately.The tingling pain like electricity runs from the top of the head all the way to the soles of the feet, every inch of muscle is tense, every inch of muscle is exerting force but can't use it, and the depression is constantly surging in Qin Dongwan's back. Covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The old man whose whole body was about to shrink completely stumbled, and walked slowly towards this side in the darkness that fell silent again.

The author has something to say:

Today I wrote, deleted, deleted, changed and tossed for a long time. Tomorrow, I will make up for 555. There is a question that I wanted to ask a long time ago. Do you think this article is not scary at all? The point is that apart from the author's ability to shape and render, there are also very important aspects of the reader's perception and fear.I have read a lot of infinite flow novels, some places are scary to others and I don’t feel it, and some places are the opposite, this depends on the person, I’m not sure, so I want to ask the cuties how they feel~ In addition, I want to write Infinity has always been a plot flow (of course there must be emotions), if you don't think it's scary, it may be a problem with my rendering ability.The violent demolition of the novice book is very simple. The second one has added some difficulty and story line. The third story line has not yet come out, and the difficulty is also increasing. This is not the end, and there are still puzzles that have not been solved. Try to gradually deepen the complexity in your own understanding.When I was thinking about it myself, that kind of scene might not be able to be conveyed empathetically, so every day when I finished writing, I would review it myself to prevent any omissions and the like. Good or bad, I will adopt it according to my own situation and thank you very much!In addition, if everyone thinks it is not scary, my description ability may be limited to this. I will consider increasing the difficulty of conflict and copy reasoning to give everyone a better impression.In short, let’s talk again hehe~ There are too many words, today’s Bawang ticket and irrigation will be saved for tomorrow to thank you, leave a comment and randomly send some small red envelopes, don’t you hate it?