Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

The atmosphere froze in an instant, and Wan Guofu apparently also saw the three people lying on the ground, and Mu Zhichan and Mu Zhichan standing in the center of the cellar.

A thousand-year-old ghost.

"Hey, people are not greedy enough to swallow elephants. I didn't expect them to bring you here." Wan Guofu sighed, leaning on crutches with his back bent, looking at them with gentle eyes.

"I'm sorry son, since you have discovered these things, you must not get out alive. I really need a lot of money, old man, so I absolutely can't let them break it here." Wan Guofu said, turning The crutch in his hand touched the ground, and white mist suddenly appeared around him.

Wan Yijun's eyes sharpened, and he clasped Mu Zhichan's waist and rushed towards the cellar door, but the door was blocked by Wan Guofu.Update the fastest /mq^q717.c^om/

Mu Zhichan watched them getting closer and closer to Wan Guofu. When Wan Yijun waved his sleeves and attacked the old man, the opponent turned into white mist and dispersed in the air in an instant.

Then they rushed out of the cellar, only to find that all they could see was thick and rolling white mist, and they could only vaguely see the outlines of the branches, and they couldn't even see the sky.

Mu Zhichan immediately understood that the strange white mist that has been pervading around Wanjia Village is probably caused by the village chief. The outside police came in to investigate.

But can a human being really have such a great ability?

"Isn't Wan Guofu human?" Mu Zhichan asked in a low voice, looking around at the white mist vigilantly.

"It's a human being, but he seems to be proficient in the art of gossip. We should have fallen into the formation he arranged." Wan Yijun said slowly, his cold hands tightly clasped Mu Zhichan's wrist, and his black wide sleeves followed him. The wind shakes.

"Swish"

Something crawled across the ground, and the rustling sound came from all directions, and those who heard it shuddered.

But in the next second, Mu Zhichan knew where the sound was coming from. It was densely packed centipedes, crawling towards them from the depths of the forest, with slender legs lined up on both sides of the body, and no grass grew anywhere they passed.

"Wan, Mr. Wan, can you hold on?" Mu Zhichan swallowed, tremblingly grabbed Wan Yijun's sleeve and moved closer to him, wishing to shrink into his arms directly.

Who said that he was not afraid of anything but poverty! ?

Oh, it was himself.

"Are you afraid of heights?" Wan Yi asked in a low voice as he held him tightly in his arms and stroked his back comfortingly.

"I'm more afraid of these things than I am taller." Mu Zhichan took a deep breath and said, he never thought that he would encounter these supernatural things that transcend materialism. Word narrative novels come!

As soon as these words fell, Mu Zhichan felt his body lighten, and his whole body was lifted into the air by Wan Yijun's waist. When it exploded on the ground, a blue-purple flame more than two meters high was immediately rolled up, and a large piece of centipede was burned to the ground in an instant.

This kind of scene that only appeared in TV novels made Mu Zhichan stare intently. I don't know if it was because of nervousness or fear, so that his hands and feet were cold now, and he was even a little excited.

"Whoosh!"

A piercing sound came from the back of his head, Mu Zhichan had time to open his mouth and say be careful, and then he was hugged by Wan Yijun and swept to a branch as thick as an arm, and the air flow blown his hair very messy.

Only then did Mu Zhichan see that it was Wan Guofu's crutch that attacked them, but it only appeared for a moment before disappearing into the white mist.

……

At the same moment, an extremely bloody scene was taking place in the forest two kilometers away from them.

The dark red blood splashed across the silently floating white mist, and Yu Jun'an's limbs were nailed to the ground with finger-thick nails, and the blood that flowed out stained the lawn dark red.

On his left is Zheng Feng's body still hanging from a tree, and on his right is Wan Yu who has been pierced into a sieve by countless wires. Only at this time did Yu Jin'an realize that this is seeking revenge!

"Three years ago, when you wantonly insulted my sister, did you ever think about today?" Nan Kemian squatted above Yu Jin'an's head, looking at the terrified eyes of the other party with satisfaction.

"You... sister?" Yu Jun'an found that he could speak, but after subconsciously repeating this sentence, he couldn't help shouting: "Help!!"

"Boom!" Nan Kemian casually picked up a hard stone and stuffed it into his mouth hard, pulling his mouth so hard that it was bloody.

"Wenshan's crew, Yan Xiaoxiao, is playing a character role." Nan Kemian reminded softly, and slowly took the stone out of his mouth again.

Hearing this, Yu Jin'an suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said inarticulately: "Yan Xiaoxiao!? The female cousin who was spoiled by the three of us three years ago!?"

"Shut up." Nan Ke said coldly, and thrust a nail into his mouth, piercing his tongue forcefully.

"Hmm!!" Yu Jin'an, whose face was grimacing due to the severe pain, couldn't help struggling, but it was all in vain. The more he struggled, the more blood he bled, and in the end it was as if he had just fished out of blood. Like coming out.

"My sister is such a person who loves acting, such a gentle person..." Nan Kemian watched Yu Jin'an's face intently, and slowly covered the back of his head with his hands, "After being insulted by you The next day, she died after rescue efforts failed."

"She was the first human being who made me feel warm. She picked me up on the street and took me home. Even though she knew my identity, she didn't kick me out." She said, only listening to "噗呵" With a sound, Nan Kemian's fingers were easily inserted into his skull, and then he pushed it up hard.

Yu Jun'an no longer cared about doubting what Nan Kemian said. His eyes were wide open, his chest rose and fell sharply, and the severe pain had already brought him to the verge of collapse, but his consciousness was still terribly lucid. I don't know what happened, I just feel like my head is empty.

It wasn't until Nan Kemian casually threw a large piece of blood-stained skull on his chest that Yu Jun'an didn't know what was in his head.

It's his skull.

But even so, he is still alive!And the consciousness is still so clear!

Yu Jun'an completely collapsed, with a desperate and broken expression, tears slid down the corners of his eyes, mixed with blood and dripped into the grass below him.

"She once taught me that if you encounter any crimes in human society, you can go to the police, because they are the guardians who protect the people and enforce the law." Nan Kemian seems to be lost in memory, As he spoke, he slowly pierced the nail into Yu Juan's exposed brain.

"I went to look for it, and then I waited with great expectation for the justice for my sister, and the news that the three of you were brought to justice." Nan Kemian curled the corners of her lips, and her pupils were so dark that no light could be seen.

"But nothing came. On the contrary, your career is getting better and better, you earn more and more money, and your reputation is getting bigger and bigger. However, the case I reported to the police has never been followed up. "Nan Kemian rested his chin with one hand and looked at Yu Jin'an, whose body was constantly convulsed by the pain.

"So I didn't wait any longer and decided to do it myself." Nan Kemian laughed, the little dimple on his face looked cute, "I really want to thank Deputy Director Wan for choosing such a good place for me to do it."

Yu Jun'an's eyes gradually became lax, and the white mist in the forest became more and more dense.

"rustle"

At this time, Nan Kemian, who heard the sound, stood up and looked into the dense fog, narrowed his eyes slowly, and saw countless centipedes crawling from far to near, and felt the sound coming from the dense fog. Only the breath of a thousand-year-old ghost.

At the same time, Yu Jin'an, Wan Yu, Zheng Feng, all the remaining traces of their lives in the world will be erased one by one by the Dao of Heaven, as if they never existed.

……

Mu Zhichan was a little irritable.

Because the dead old man would suddenly swing his cane at them from some weird places, but Wan Yijun couldn't use it at all while holding him.

It's not that Mu Zhichan didn't mention to Wan Yi that he should be put on the tree first, but as long as they stay in that tree for a few seconds, those centipedes will climb up very quickly, just like tarsal maggots, so Wan Yi It was impossible for Jun to let him go, so he had to dodge and change trees back and forth.

Mu Zhichan felt that he was a burden, and he found that Wan Guofu could also see Wan Yijun, because when Wan Yijun threw out the will-o'-the-wisp and burned the centipede on the ground, Wan Guofu would always attack him from a tricky angle.

"Cicada, I found the eye, it's that monument." Wanyi whispered in his ear, "I'm going to destroy it later, but don't be afraid no matter what I become, okay? "

"Now I don't have anything to scare me except for fear of losing my life." Mu Zhichan didn't understand what the destruction of the monument had to do with what he became, but it didn't prevent him from responding to the other party.

"En." Wan Yijun replied in a low voice, and his lips gently touched Mu Zhichan's hair.

In the next second, Wan Yi slammed countless will-o'-the-wisps near the tombstone on the ground, and they exploded like flowers blooming, clearing out a large area of ​​centipedes in an instant.

Mu Zhichan was put on the ground by Wan Yijun, and then he was stunned, seeing a magnificent and fantastic scene.

I saw that the hem of Wan Yijun's black robe suddenly burned with faint blue flames, layer upon layer, gradually forming a meandering fan-shaped skirt.

He raised his hand and easily grabbed the crutch coming from behind, and the ghost fire spread and burned it into powder, causing Wan Guofu's face, who was hidden in the white mist, to change instantly.

The long hair bundled up by Jun Wanyi suddenly scattered behind him and fluttered with the wind. Then, the skin on the right side of his face melted in the flames, revealing the dense white bones. Only a cluster of ghostly blue ghosts on the dark right side Quietly burning in the eye sockets.

As the saying goes, half face is dry, half face is red makeup.

For some reason, Mu Zhichan was fascinated by watching it.

The author has something to say: This world will end in about three chapters

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