Weird Regulator

The wind blew through the man's long hair, and a grain of sand was carried by the wind and hit the back of his hand, causing him to frown.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly released his fingers, put the portrait back into the coffin, and took a few steps back.

He stared down, where a meaningless life and death negotiation was taking place, and gradually turned into a fight.

The middle-aged man did nothing, just watched quietly as several of his disciples came forward ferociously, with smiles in his eyes.

He is confident.

Seeing this scene, the long-haired man on the hillside had a vague understanding.

That method of using poison...

Sure enough, before the first swarthy young man could even take the first two steps, his nerves suddenly stagnated and his movements were suddenly frustrated.

At the same time, veins popped up on his dark skin, and he clutched his chest with both hands. An unstoppable force burst out from his heart and gradually filled his body.

At the same time, the same was true for several other apprentices. They all lost their ability to move one by one.

Even from Ji Li's perspective on the top of the mountain, he could instantly see that the poison these people had been poisoned was more powerful than Tongguan and others.

In almost less than a second, those people fell to the ground, unable to move and foaming at the mouth.

At that time, although Tongguan and others could not move, they still had room to struggle.

The middle-aged man smiled even more when he saw this scene. He looked at the several disciples who fell to the ground as if they were looking at lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

He gently rolled up his sleeves, picked up the shovel on the ground, and completely opened the lid of the box.

One by one, they pushed the apprentices into the box, muttering something in their mouths.

But the distance was too far, and Ji Li couldn't see clearly or hear anything at all, but he knew that things had only really begun when it got to this point.

So, following this position, he continued to retreat backwards, walked behind a mound, and hid.

The key to the matter is not that the middle-aged man cleans up his family, but that he uses the lives of these five people to complete the final sacrifice.

However, Ji Li knew very well that he would never succeed because there was an invisible ghost waiting for an opportunity at his current location.

All Ji Li wanted was a way to sacrifice.

Now he is almost certain that the sacrifices on the Ghost Bride's side will determine the final direction of this mission.

One of the keys to making a sacrifice is to have the portrait in hand!

At this moment, the middle-aged man put the disabled disciples into the box one by one, and immediately turned around and ran towards the hillside where Ji Li was.

And his purpose is to obtain that portrait.

The middle-aged man knew a lot more than Chen Fu. He understood it almost as soon as he saw the coffin abandoned on the ground.

Chen Fu had already encountered an accident. He didn't expect that there would be interference from outsiders.

But at this moment, he could only make a desperate move.

Ji Li watched the middle-aged man running closer and closer, and kept paying attention to the movements around him, always aware of whether there was any ghost appearing nearby.

So far, things are going very well.

The middle-aged man came to the coffin with an expression on his face, and without stopping, he grabbed the portrait and turned around and left.

On the contrary, it was Ji Li who emerged from the hill. Looking at the man running down, there was a strange look on his face.

He looked at his left little finger disbelievingly, and there was nothing abnormal there.

In other words, the ghost is not nearby.

The weird thing is that things should not have gone like this, and now they have entered the final step.

How could the ghost that had been squatting here not show up to stop the next step of the sacrifice, but instead let the middle-aged man toss around here.

Ji Li squinted his eyes, feeling the wind around him with all the pores in his body, trying to see if he could find anything unusual.

But he found nothing. He saw that the middle-aged man had already brought the portrait to the box, and pointed the ghost bride's body at a few disciples who were still struggling but could do nothing.

It seems that the last step of the sacrifice is very simple, just face the image to the sacrificer.

Not long after, the swarthy young man, the female apprentice, and then the three disciples all lost consciousness one after another the moment they faced the portrait.

It was as if he had become a vegetative state, unable to move, and the previous pain on his body could no longer be felt at this moment.

Ji Li understood that this meant that the souls of the five of them had been extracted from the portraits and embedded on the wall of the portrait room.

Is it really that simple?

Success!!!

The middle-aged man covered the box, turned around, grabbed the portrait, and stared at it.

His exclamation could be heard clearly even by Ji Li who was not far away.

But this situation was even more difficult for Ji Li to understand.

Now the method of sacrifice has appeared and seems to be successful, but Ji Li always has an ominous premonition.

Why hasn’t that ghost appeared yet?

He didn't understand. It was supposed to try its best to prevent the sacrifice, but how could it let the middle-aged man succeed all the way?

unless……

The sacrifice was not achieved...

At the same time, the middle-aged man stopped shouting as he looked at the motionless portrait in front of him.

He also felt something was wrong and stood frozen on the spot for a moment.

After a long time, he suddenly seemed to think of something and slammed his palm.

Could it be that……

After he said this sentence, he quickly left the cemetery and went straight to the hillside, still holding the portrait in his hand.

It must be because of it! We are missing one!

These words gradually reached Ji Li's ears along with the wind, but he looked at the figure of the middle-aged man running forward and did not continue to hide it.

He knew that the sacrifice was unsuccessful.

But that doesn’t mean it’s a failure, it’s probably because they had the wrong number!

Then, there was no need to continue hiding. He looked straight at the middle-aged man's forward figure, and even crossed the hill and stood up to greet him.

When the middle-aged man saw the unfamiliar figure Ji Li coming from the front, he paused and his expression became alert.

Who are you……

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his body stiffen, and then he flew into the air without his control.

The unspoken question was interrupted, and the portrait fell from his hands.

But it was held firmly in the palm of another hand.

Ji Li raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man with a stunned expression and wide eyes with indifference, turned around and left.

The middle-aged man here has entered the countdown of his life.

Above his body, there was a black-haired evil ghost in a wedding dress who had been hiding for a long time. He had been waiting for a long time.

crunch

With a crisp sound, his tibia was broken into two pieces, and his head tilted and died in the air.

After the body hit the ground, it stirred up a cloud of dust.

Ji Li's figure as he walked away was as straight as before. He saw the ghost who killed the middle-aged man, but he left.

The unfinished sacrifice needs to be done by him from this moment on.