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Chapter 112 Ghost Scissors, Ssangyong(1/2)

"Then, I'll go up first."

Delia got into the car with scissors.

After a few minutes, Delia walked out of the car and said excitedly: "The curse was lifted."

Delia explained the use process, using scissors to cut ghosts, and just wait for the scissors to absorb the ghosts.

Then Delia received a prompt from the thriller system that the dungeon task was completed and she was about to teleport.

"I'm leaving."

Lin Shi said: "How fast?"

"The mission is completed, teleport in ten seconds."

Delia looked at Duan Lang and said, "I hope you can come abroad one day, goodbye."

Duan Lang shouted: "Remember to transfer money, you have my account."

Delia rolled her eyes.

The next second, Delia disappeared.

The next person is Lin Shi.

Lin Zhi was still worried and said, "Brother Lang, let's exchange positions."

"No, although I am the last one, if I am detained in time, there should be no problem."

Lin Zhi nodded and got into the car.

After a while, he also successfully lifted the curse.

However, the scissors became redder and redder, and the color seemed to be burning. When the hand touched the scissors, a cold air suddenly penetrated into the body.

Lin Shi handed over the scissors and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, I feel it is about to recover."

The moment Zhao Tang grabbed the scissors, he felt the coldness entering his body and shivered.

I feel like my whole body is about to be frozen.

Lin Zhi said worriedly: "Brother Lang, I'm waiting for you for renting a house."

With mandatory teleportation, Lin Value cannot continue to stay here.

"good."

Lin value also disappeared and left.

After a while, Zhao Tang got off the car.

He handed over the scissors, his face turned pale, and he could spew a chill out of his breath.

"Without you, I'm afraid I'm going to die this time. I'm going to come to Chucheng to find me if I have time."

Duan Lang said: "Remember to transfer money."

Zhao Tang was a little helpless, and Duan Lang said goodbye to Delia in this way.

"Yeah, goodbye."

Zhao Tang also disappeared and left.

Duan Lang held the cursed scissors, and the butterfly scissors had completely turned red at this time. He grabbed it and couldn't stop the cold air from hiking into his body.

Duan Lang got into the car.

Inside the car.

A ghost was imprisoned in transparent glass, with its body translucent and wearing a pair of leather shoes under its feet.

Glass is a characteristic material, with a large amount of copper ions added.

The ghost didn’t know why it didn’t attack Duan Lang. It seems that the research on the security base has obvious effects on the ghost.

This ghost is withered?

wrong.

Duan Lang felt that his neck was being pinched, and the strength of his hands was weak and could not be suffocated.

Ghosts can still attack people, but they can no longer do it and are being studied and eroded.

Cut on the ghost's wrist.

Professor Yang Qin knew that they would come into contact with ghosts, so she chose these ghosts that were no longer aggressive.

The scissors emitted a red light, and the ghost was absorbed by the scissors, including all the curse-infected breaths on it.

Duan Lang reacted quickly and wanted to lock the scissors in the ghost bag.

The ghost bag is provided by the base, not a copy, but an authentic product purchased by the system store.

Sudden.

Duan Lang's arm froze and could not put the scissors into the ghost bag as soon as possible. One of his hands was completely frozen.

Duan Lang was sweating profusely, and he gritted his teeth and tried hard to raise his hand.

At this time, ghosts appeared in all directions in the carriage.

There are nine ghosts in total.

The ghost lowered his head and thought about his toes, and his body emitted a strong aura of resentment, slowly approaching Duan Lang.

Mad!

Something happened anyway.

The right hand seemed to be no longer my own, and there were red patterns on the arm, wrapping the entire arm, like ghost patterns.

The curse of scissors began to backfire.

The surrounding ghost groups also walked to Duan Lang's half a meter and stopped. The terrifying face and bleeding eyes stared at him.

what to do?

Duan Lang's mind was running wildly. What can he use all the props in his hand?

No.

There is nothing.

It's useless to chess.

The boy's urine is useless.

The red fragrance is useless.

A slash!!

Is it possible to cut off this arm now?

He didn't dare to touch the scissors with his other hand, there was only one way.

Duan Lang raised his saber with his other hand, his eyes were extremely fierce, so he was about to raise his knife to cut off his arm.

Sudden.

A scorching temperature came from Duan Lang's back, resisting the cold air cursed in his body by the scissors.

Duan Lang was shocked.

Not only that, he felt a foreign object crawling on his back, slowly crawling towards the position of his right arm.

See clearly.

Those were two red snakes.

snake?

Very familiar.

Duan Lang immediately remembered the photos of him and his parents, the red suitcase he was carrying, and there were two snakes wrapped around the upper left corner.

At this time, the two snakes were eroding the curse of scissors.

They seemed to be awakened in their sleep and began to fight against the curse.

The patterns of the two snakes were alive. They raised their heads and bit on the cursed ghost patterns. The patterns that spread the cursed ghost patterns suddenly shortened by an inch.

However, the Ghost Pattern Curse was unwilling to be weak and attacked the two snakes like crazy.

The two sides are fighting fiercely.

Duan Lang felt uncomfortable. At this moment, he was in the double heaven of ice and fire, and one heat and one cold burst into his body, and he was tortured very much.

The time lasted for unknown amounts. The temperature of ice and fire dropped. Duan Lang lay tiredly on the accumulated water. The accumulated water was the sweat stains flowing on his body.

"Have you not come out yet?"

Five kilometers away.

Zhang Guohai looked worried
To be continued...
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