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Kong Sang did not respond much to Chen Shiyu's sudden two names.

After all, Yao Guangxiao, who crossed the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China in his previous life seemed to be the beginning of his previous life.

Just... the host of Lanruo Temple?

Lanruo Temple?

Isn't that the architecture in the weird novel "A Chinese Ghost Story"?

Although in reality, Lanruo Temple is indeed the case.

Kongsang shook his head and glanced at Zhao Yuecheng.

The latter understood it, and his hand holding the wolf-toothed sword tightened slightly, and the murderous aura on his body gradually revealed.

Kongsang looked at Wang Youchao:

"Xiaochao, you haven't recovered yet, step back first."

"Xiao Cheng, let a great immortal protect him."

Obviously, Kong Sang planned to catch Chen Shiyu first.

Chen Shiyu, who saw all this, was not surprised, but instead showed a playful smile:

"Well, I have to say that if you four of you join forces, I will have a headache."

"Especially...the executioner."

"I have been observing your strength. In the world of resentment among many infant ghosts, you can even raise your sword without the power of the executioner."

"In this situation, hehe..."

"So, do you think I wouldn't have the means to put the bottom of the box in my showdown today?"

As he said that, the surroundings and even the entire factory began to vibrate at this moment.

It was as violent as an earthquake of magnitude 5 or 6, and deep cracks began to appear on the ground!

Kongsang and others quickly retreated.

But I saw the ground in front of me constantly raising up, and under the hilly mountain buns, familiar figures appeared in front of Kongsang and others.

It is the ones who have been captured from the First People's Hospital.

Whether it is a doctor, a nurse, or a patient, everyone presents a kind of intoxicating smile.

The strangest thing is that their smiles are filled with a sense of satisfaction without any coercion.

It's like... it's like they're going through a very happy process?

However, their bodies were limp, like vegetatives. They were obviously breathing and expressions, but they were like puppets, completely controlled by vines as thick as arms.

Looking closely, the vague bleeding part was actually pierced by vines!

The chill flashed in Kongsang's eyes:

"Are you going to threaten with hostages?!"

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"Threat?" Chen Shiyu raised her eyebrows and showed a playful smile: "It seems that you don't understand the charm brought by the Eight Immortal Incense."

"The Eight Immortals Incense is produced by diluting the extract of the Unold Grass."

"In the world created by the elixir, they can do anything."

"Note, I'm talking about...any!"

"Perhaps, in your opinion, all I have given them is unrealistic fantasy."

"But...you might as well see it yourself..."

As he said that, Chen Shiyu's body began to decompose!

In addition, staff wearing bird beak masks appeared beside her.

These people were holding equipment that looked like fire spray in their hands.

"Hiss..."

The sudden dark green mist instantly covered the surroundings.

Although everyone was alert and even held their breath, these mists seemed to be able to penetrate through the pores of the skin.

With an inexplicable dizziness, the discomfort that seemed to be between dreams and reality made people dizzy.

...

"Son, son."

"I'm getting up and I'm going to be late."

Under some strange calls, Kongsang woke up because of a gentle push.

The dazzling sunlight made Kong Sang blink. With a little swaying, Kong Sang saw clearly the person in front of him.

This is a woman with a plump face and a nice face in terms of facial features.

"Son, what's wrong?" the woman couldn't help but say, "Don't stand there, get up soon."

"I'm going to take the exam today, have you forgotten?"

As he said that, the woman turned around and hurriedly left the room.

Kongsang sat up with his head covered.

With a little migraine, the memories in my mind seemed to begin to change.

"Mother?"

For a moment, Kongsang suddenly felt an indescribable warmth.

He put on his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror.

What I look like... seems to be a little younger?

Is this in high school?

Kongsang looked at his arms and his cheeks, without any scars left by a long battle.

Even the skeleton mark left by the slaughter agent in his hands was gone.

When I was young, because of the terrible blood test, the hideous scars left on my body disappeared without a trace!

It was as if... the proof of all kinds of tragic life he experienced in reality had completely disappeared.

"Chen Shiyu!" Kong Sang's eyes gradually turned cold: "Do you think using this kind of illusion can let me let you go?"

However, the answer to Kongsang was just a burst of laughter.

"Kongsang, don't worry, you have to define me."

"This world will not harm you."

"The Unold Grass is something that helps living people in ancient Korean mythology, and this will not change."

"You can go out and have a look first."

"It's not too late to settle the score when you finish reading it."

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Kongsang frowned and turned around and opened the door.

The house is about 80 square meters, and the decoration layout is not very exquisite, but it can be seen that the layout is very warm, which is heart-wrenching.

At this time, a man in a suit was watching the news on his phone at the dining table.

Men look like a standard father should have.

Some are serious and some are stern, but there is a lot of care for the children in my eyes.

The woman smiled and put the hot breakfast on the table.

"Kongsang, go and wash up quickly, and then come over to have a meal."

At this moment, the woman raised her head.

He looked at Kongsang's eyes with care without any impurities.

Such eyes shocked Kong Sang's heart.

He hurried into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

“Hu…hu…”

Kongsang looked at himself in the mirror.

Just a moment!

Just a look!
To be continued...