Chapter 689 Doll

"We are slaying demons."

Xiao Du didn't think too much, he just saw Feng Daoxi's attitude changed, so he also cooperated.

"Slay demons? Demons?"

The smile on Wu Chong's face became even thicker, and even his tone of voice became much kinder.

Finally found new food.

This time I have to feed the ‘human skin demon’, but I don’t know which world master the demon here is.

"Have you seen it?"

Sensing the aura of demons around him, Wu Chong asked several people, and his eyes fell on Xiaoli. This woman has the strongest mysterious particles. If anyone among the few people may have encountered a demon, she is definitely the most likely.

"Seen it!"

Before Xiaoli could answer, Feng Daoxi, who had always played the role of Master, was the first to kneel down.

"Master, help me, there is really a demon here."

This round of operations by Feng Daoxi frightened Xiaoli and Xiaodu next to them. The two of them got excited and knelt down. Although I don’t know why I kneel down, it’s definitely right to follow a life coach!

"You can still survive after encountering a demon. It seems that you are not a demon of the original level."

Wu Chong ignored the three people kneeling on the ground.

His pupils slowly turned gray and he began to scan the entire elevator.

When he entered the apartment, he felt that this was the divergence point of all the mysterious particles. Now it seemed that he had found the right place, but a key step was missing.

At this moment, the elevator suddenly trembled.

Then the lights in the elevator flickered, and after a few seconds, the lights returned to normal. The difference is that there is an extra 'person' in the elevator.

"Xiao Xiaotian?!"

Master Feng's voice changed as he was asking for help.

He found an honest and friendly young man standing next to Xiaoli at some point. This young man looked exactly like 'Xiao Tian'.

What's even more weird is that neither Xiao Du nor Xiao Li feels anything is wrong.

This kind of distorted cognition made the hairs on Master Feng stand on end!

Wang family.

After entrusting the task to Master Feng and his team, Mr. Wang rushed home that night.

For personal safety reasons, he also hired several southern wizards to protect him. Like Master Feng, these people had experience in killing demons, but their names were not as famous as Master Feng's.

However, in Mr. Wang’s opinion, when strength is not enough, quantity can be used to make up.

If Xiao Wu's disappearance hadn't left him for such a short period of time, he could have invited more people.

Rich people cherish their lives more than poor people.

"Mr. Tuma, Miss Wu, I leave my personal safety to you."

Mr. Wang prepared a sumptuous dinner in his mansion, and several wizards from the south were also impressed by his generosity.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, we are here."

Hey!

Before he finished speaking, the lights in the room began to flicker.

Several southern wizards who were feasting one second ago all stood up the next second, and each one took out his own magic weapon. One of them even pulled out his sleeve, revealing the blue-grey arm underneath. This is a demonic hand, and it is through this hand that Wizard Tuma gained his current reputation.

"Xiao Wu?!"

Mr. Wang originally wanted to say a few polite words, but after the lights turned off, he found that there was someone else at the dinner table.

This man had his head lowered and was dressed in blue-grey clothes.

Although he didn't move, Mr. Wang still recognized him at a glance.

"A mere parasitic demon!"

Wizard Tuma was the first to move. His palms turned into tree root-like tentacles and grabbed at Xiao Wu at the end of the table.

This grab was like a lion attacking a rabbit, with all his strength.

Then

Xiao Wu, who was sitting there, shook twice, and his head suddenly rolled down. The round head fell to the ground like a ball and rolled around several times, with his eyes looking at a few people. Beside the table, after losing his head, the sitting body also fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.

"solved."

Tuma retracted his arm, and as soon as he said the words, a blood streak appeared on his neck.

Boom, boom, boom!

After a few more sounds, the heads of Wizard Tuma, Miss Wu and others also fell down, including Mr. Wang.

The body fell down, and the smell of blood escaped.

The whole villa is full of death!

Only the pungent smell of blood was left, spreading in the darkness.

Apartment downstairs.

Lu Qian's boyfriend was lying on the lounge chair outside as before. His girlfriend's death was a huge blow to him. During this period, he was the young owner of a group company and lived like a homeless man.

"Qianqian, how can I live without you?"

The man murmured to himself in his sleep.

far away.

The dim light of the streetlight flickered twice, and a long-haired woman with her head lowered appeared there.

This woman, like the plastic mannequin, stood still.

Just change the position every time the street light flashes.

"I don't know where to go now. Without you, life has lost its color." The man did not notice this figure. His face was flushed and his eyes were a little blurry.

Wine bottles were piled beside the lounge chairs.

The time period when Feng Daoxi asked him in the afternoon was one of the rare times he was awake.

The figure finally appeared beside the couch.

Under the light, what was reflected was a completely gray face, which looked like plastic. It lowered its head and looked at the man on the recliner, then raised its hand and placed it on the man's forehead.

The cold touch suddenly woke up the sleeping man.

He opened his eyes and immediately saw the gray-white doll standing next to the recliner.

"Qianqian?!"

The man was so excited that he wanted to stand up.

It's just that the puppet's hand moved down a little, landed on his neck, and then twisted.

Gululu.

The round head rolled out immediately, and the headless corpse spurted out a large amount of blood, dyeing the dolls under the street lamp red. In the distance, the rolled-out head stared at the direction of the doll, never closing its eyes.

In the elevator.

The lights turned red like an ambulance and kept flashing.

The normally normal elevator buttons all changed to the 'Minus Eighteen' floor, and Xiaotian's expression became strange when he was standing in the corner of the elevator.

At this moment, under the light, Xiaoli and Xiaodu finally remembered that something was wrong.

They remembered that there was no 'Xiaotian' among their colleagues, and they also recalled the questions Feng Daoxi asked them before.

"Master Feng Feng, you asked our Xiaotian before"

"Master, help me!"

Feng Daoxi has completely ignored his image. Just now, the last talisman on his body was burned clean. His method of keeping the bottom of the box was a joke in front of 'Xiao Tian'. At the critical moment of life and death, he could only place his hope on this young man who suddenly appeared.

No one else called for help.

The two assistants over there were so frightened that they peed their pants. He could already smell the smell of urine.