Zila!
There was a crackling sound.
A crack was torn open in the thick white mist.
Wu Jian, holding a broken sword, walked slowly into the crack.
The split white mist suddenly closed, closing the back road.
Standing in the cold white mist, Wu Jian felt the smell of incense ash and rancidity coming from all around.
【You have stepped into a weird ghost creature, and this monster is full of malice towards you. 】
【Your appearance immediately attracted His attention. Look, He has already given you a meeting gift. 】
Da da da.
There was a sound of footsteps.
Ying Yingzhuo’s black shadow emerged from the white mist.
“Someone is here, great, are you here to save us?”
Excited shouts.
Seven or eight pale-faced men, women and children surrounded Wu Jian.
Their expressions were frightened and their eyes were in a trance.
A look of being terrified.
“stop!”
Wu Jian took a step back and narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at these men, women and children.
On these guys.
He smelled a disgusting smell of decay.
“Brother, aren’t you the one who sent us out? This white mist is terrible, and many people died here! Take us out.”
The leading man took a step forward, his pale face full of pleading.
“…”
Squinting, looking at the man.
Wu Jian’s left eye flickered.
In this guy, he saw a different brilliance.
It was a deep blue color.
Not like a living person.
But its expression is vivid and flexible, different from the rigid and indifferent corpse dominated by strangeness.
“Is it a human being affected by the weirdness? Maybe they are dead.”
Looking at the other figures, they include very old people, children who are still changing their teeth, workers in overalls, and white-collar workers in suits.
Without exception, they were all pale and rancid.
The time torch in the body has changed from a warm white light to a faint blue candle.
They may be alive, but they are most likely dead.
Under the effect of ghost fog.
They became neither living nor dead beings.
“A few days ago, rescuers should have come in, where are they now?”
Wu Jian was silent for a while, and asked with a bearded face.
He remembered the information he saw on the forum.
This ghost mist has already flooded the three treacherous masters, and he wants to know the information of these three treacherous masters.
Best if they’re still alive.
If they are dead, then when you go deep into the ghost fog, you will not only have to deal with the ghost fog that is full of malice towards you.
At the same time, be careful of the revived Li Gui on the three treacherous masters.
“Rescuers? We didn’t see it. You are the only one who has entered here these days.”
The bearded man shook his head, looking bewildered.
“Did you see anyone else come in?”
“No, only this little brother came into the fog these days.”
Others also shook their heads, expressing that they did not see anyone else.
“Is that so?”
Nodding his head, Wu Jian looked at the dozens of figures and said softly.
“Then I want to know, how did you manage to find me directly in such a thick fog?”
“…”
It seems to have touched some kind of organ.
The faces of these people suddenly became stiff.
They stared blankly.
He looked straight at Wu Jian.
Their eyes are like two deep wells, exuding endless malice.
“Why do you ask so many questions? Shouldn’t you save us first?”
Hoarse voices spewed out from the mouths of several people, and the voices of men, women, old and young mixed together, forming an overlapping voice that made one’s scalp tingle.
The cold breath erupted on the bodies of several people, linked and mixed together.
This breath finally injected into their eyes, forming a strange force full of evil thoughts.
Looking into their eyes, Wu Jian’s consciousness began to blur.
He felt as if he was falling into the darkness, and the weightless feeling of falling made his consciousness gradually bewildered.
Keep falling.
Let his consciousness be continuously stripped and disappear.
He gradually forgot himself.
Consciousness is forgotten.
Turned into “nothing”.
When consciousness completely dissipates.
Wu Jian’s body gradually stiffened.
The demise of consciousness caused his body to misjudge.
His body gradually stagnated physiological activities.
die.
As promised.
But at this moment.
Wu Jian’s left eye suddenly spun around in disorder.
An evil light flashed in the left eye, and the short pointer suddenly jumped back one frame.
when!
The power to reverse time erupted at this moment.
Forcibly gathered his consciousness again and reshaped it.
Wu Jian’s dull eyes instantly brightened up.
An icy killing intent burst forth.
“die!”
The hand holding the sword tightened, and a sharp and cold breath entered his body.
The medium of his gaze was formed directly, and he swung his knife and slashed down.
puff!
In an instant, heads rolled.
The heads of these people were chopped off by the broken sword.
The terrifying rule of slashing and dying broke out.
The strange power of these people was directly crushed by this rule and turned into real corpses.
Their bodies decay rapidly.
Only two black shadows like eyeballs remained in place.
It fell into a dead silence.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
After gasping for a while, Wu Jian’s beating heart finally slowed down.
The fall of consciousness just now made him feel a different kind of fear.
The horror of consciousness being gradually wiped out by the darkness is more desperate than the pain.
Fortunately, the power of time is still strong, pulling him back from the abyss of death.
After regaining consciousness, he immediately activated the power of the broken sword, beheading all these guys.
[The taste of death is not pleasant at all. 】
【You who were stared at by people and tricks almost sank into the abyss of death. 】
[Unfortunately, time is too strong. 】
[Man-marking can sink your consciousness, but it can’t silence time. 】
【You are alive again. 】
[Ghost Fog has lost a lot this time, and the jigsaw puzzle He managed to get is now your trophy. 】
