Article 177

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But at this moment, Chu Wanning suddenly saw a face belonging to a living person among the ghost zombies blocked by the ink-burning spell!

"who!!"

That person was far away, mixed among the corpses, wearing a cloak and hood, half of his face was shrouded in shadow, only showing a pointed chin, sweet lips, and a softly curved nose bridge.

With just one glance, Chu Wanning realized that this person's behavior was not like the virtual scene two hundred years ago - this person did not make any attack posture, but quietly hid under the hood, facing Chu Wanning The direction of burning with ink. Seeing that Chu Wanning noticed him, he smiled slightly, then raised his hand, swipe at his neck twice, and made an action similar to "kill".

Chu Wanning cursed secretly, and rushed over to catch this person.

But the man was still smiling, under the hood, his lips were bright red, his teeth were white, and he mouthed to him, which looked like "goodbye".

Dodge away.

"stop!"

It's useless, the sky is bright, and layers of white belly are rolling up.

The fight between Mo Ran and the ghost king has ended with the last blow - when the head of the ghost king was strangled by the ghost in Mo Ran's hands, and the dirty blood surged wildly, the scene in front of him flew quickly. The body was suddenly thrown up, and the sunrise of Lin'an two hundred years ago and the ruined walls and ruins all turned into grotesque phantoms.

"Bang!"

When Chu Wanning fell to the ground again, he had returned to the cave of trials.

Mo Ran has also returned, and is falling beside him, covered in mottled blood from the fight. But he himself was not seriously injured. He was lying on the ground with his face sideways, apparently still powerless, and only a pair of dark eyes looked sideways at Chu Wanning beside him.

After a while, he raised his hand and lightly touched his forehead with his fingertips.

"Come out."

Chu Wanning hummed, but his face was ugly: "...I just saw a person inside."

"What?"

"It's suspicious, it should be the one who cast the spell."

Mo Ran climbed up and stared wide-eyed: "You saw it? You saw it! Then do you see who he is? What does he look like?"

Chu Wanning frowned and shook his head: "He is wearing a hood, I can't see clearly, but he should be a man, not old, thin, with a sharp chin..."

There was still half a sentence left unsaid.

He felt that this half of the face looked vaguely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere a long time ago. But he felt that it was just his own illusion, after all, it was only the lower half of the face, and there were so many similar people, it was difficult for him to judge for a while.

He was pondering, and suddenly felt that Mo Ran patted his shoulder.

"Brother."

"What's wrong?"

"...Look over there."

Mo Ran's voice was a little low, with a slight coolness.

Chu Wanning raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed.

It's eighteen.

At the entrance of the Cave of Trials, the eighteen girl's eyes are bulging, hanging from the top of the cave, a pair of feet wearing silk satin embroidered shoes swinging in the air.

She is already dead, there is no wind here, judging by the way she shakes, the person who killed her should have left not long ago.

But what changed Chu Wanning and Mo Ran's face the most was the murder weapon that was tightly strangled around her neck.

It is a willow vine.

Ye was cut like a knife, with a strong red light flowing all over his body, and flames burst from time to time, splashing sparks and blood together.

hell.

The one who strangled Shiba to death and hung her on the top of the cave was actually a magic soldier!

The author has something to say: Vest: Huh? Didn't you rush to take off mine in the last chapter? Now I'll take it off for you...

Chu Wanning: After passing this village, there is no such store, so please stay with me (indifferent face)

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Chapter 71

Mo Ran's face was pale, and he unbelievably summoned the weapon he had just collected, watching a cluster of fire light up in his palm, and the ghost came out and lay in his palm.

Comparing the two, the weapon that killed Shiba was exactly the same as a ghost except that it didn't have a handle, as if a piece of it had been wrung from a ghost—is there a second ghost in this world? !

Before he could think deeply, there was the sound of footsteps approaching from far away, flying over at an extremely fast speed. Chu Wanning was calmer than Mo Ran, pondered a little, and his eyes suddenly froze: "Mo Ran, put away the hell first!"

"What--?"

That's too late.

A group of people has plundered to the entrance of the Trial Cave, there are Feathermen, there are monks from various sects practicing in Taohuayuan, there are even figures of Xue Meng, Ye Xijun, and Shi Mei in the crowd... It seems that someone has noticed the Trial Cave The strangeness here has summoned almost all the people to come here.

So when everyone arrived one after another, what they saw was Shiba outside the cave who had died tragically, with willow vines strangled around his neck, squeezed into the flesh and blood. And Mo Ran was in a mess with a half-grown child, obviously after a fierce fight, Mo Ran was covered in blood, and what he was holding in his hand was the hell with dangerous flames...

There was no sound.

I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Murderer, murderer!"

The crowd slowly became noisy, panic, anger, and whispers gathered

Flowing, buzzing and trembling periosteum. The broken words of "killed", "murderer", "what's the intention", "madman" and "crazy" are repeated continuously, and the crowded crowd is like the corpse flow in the illusion just now, which gives Mo Ran an illusion, as if The illusion is not over yet, the nightmare continues.

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