"It's really terrible, it's Tang Le."

Liang Xingyang's eyes widened when he saw Tang Le, and he couldn't help but roar in his heart, why did this kid appear at this time?

And didn’t I lock the doors and windows? How did he escape?

bad boy!

"Oops, Yang Jian and Yan Lizheng are unable to stop their fight with the headless ghost. Once this kid's fatal heartbeat curse meets the murder pattern and attacks the two of them, the situation will be completely out of control."

"Bang~bang bang~"

The weird heartbeats that suddenly grew louder and smaller, with irregular rhythm, began to wander around on the second floor. Tang Le was running towards Boss Tang crying with joy, but Liang Xingyang pulled Boss Tang back as if he was seeing a savage beast.

The heartbeat of the ghost heart invaded Yang Jian's second-level ghost ghost, and brought Tang Le into the ghost ghost of the ghost eye. No wonder everyone will die in the prophecy of the human skin paper, and only he will survive. Should we give up rescuing Yang Jian and the others and hide in

In the mirror, keep yourself safe?

"Ghost, tell me how to solve this crisis." Liang Xingyang immediately wanted to find a solution on the human skin paper in his hand, but the human skin paper remained silent after deleting the first four paragraphs and was unwilling to give any hints.

Liang Xingyang threatened: "You won't give me a solution? Yang Jian and the others are dead, and you fall into my hands. Think about the consequences. Do you want to be buried in the ground forever?"

Faced with Liang Xingyang's words, Human Skin was not moved at all.

Seeing this, Liang Xingyang could only put it back into his pocket and said to Boss Tang: "As soon as Tang Le comes close, we will be attacked by the evil ghost. The restricted ghost will also break away from control and start killing people. Please calm down and let Tang Le not do it."

Closer.”

Boss Tang had tears in his eyes. He had dominated the shopping mall for many years, and he still had the ability to be calm. But seeing his son rushing towards him with his own eyes, the old father's heart was still deeply touched.

"Lele, you stand still and don't come over yet." Boss Tang pretended to be serious and stopped his son.

Tang Le looked at his father sadly, standing alone and helpless, looking very pitiful.

"Let him go downstairs quickly. The heartbeat is wandering around. Let him go downstairs quickly." Liang Xingyang heard the strange heartbeat lingering in his ears, and his heart and liver were trembling.

That is a curse of death, and a terrifying supernatural force on the same level as the ghost knocking on the door. They have no power to resist at all.

In order to save the situation, Liang Xingyang had to give it a try and resisted the urge to escape into the mirror.

Sudden.

Tang Le covered his heart and fell in pain. He was convulsing on the ground with a face full of pain, foaming at the mouth, moving his lips slightly, and shouting something.

"Lele, what's wrong with you?" Boss Tang shouted anxiously, but Liang Xingyang dragged him up to check the situation. "Mr. Liang, Lele must be having a heart attack. Please think of a solution quickly."

Liang Xingyang shook his head and said: "It's not a heart attack, it's a ghost heart that is about to revive."

The ghost heart must not be revived.

It's been delayed until now, and I can't wait any longer.

You have to do something yourself.

If left alone, the prophecy of the human skin paper will come true.

Yang Jian and Yan Li will both die here.

Liang Xingyang subconsciously looked at the clock in the mall. It was only one minute away from twelve o'clock.

Just hold it off for a minute.

Liang Xingyang stared at his pale right hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed.

Unexpectedly, I tried my best to avoid the danger, but in the end I had to confront it head-on.

Tang Le fell to the ground and twitched, and suddenly his body became silent.

Tang Le climbed up from the ground with his eyes closed, his expression ferocious and painful, and his hands tightly covering his heart.

Step by step, he walked towards the direction where Yang Jian was driving the headless ghost.

"Did he recover?" Liang Xingyang asked in surprise.

Not quite.

As if smelling the scent of ghost blood, Gui Xin instinctively followed the puzzle, not even bothering to revive it.

Just like an old man who suddenly sees a table of extraordinary delicacies, he will instinctively forget everything around him and have the urge to put the delicacies into his mouth to taste the taste, and finally even lick the plate clean.

Liang Xingyang said: "There is still a chance to save your son, but no matter what happens, you must not get close."

Boss Tang nodded quickly and turned around to say some words of gratitude, but Liang Xingyang was nowhere to be found. He had disappeared quietly.

The glass poles in the shopping mall were about a hundred meters long and connected together to surround the second floor. At this time, a figure appeared out of thin air in this reflective object.

"How did this Tang Le control such a dangerous ghost heart?" Liang Xingyang ran in the mirror space, gradually catching up with Tang Le's figure.

Suddenly, I noticed this problem in my mind. Even if you control an unresurrected ghost, you will almost die. In the original work, there is only one famous naughty boy, Xiong Wenwen. How did this Tang Le appear?

Before he had time to think too much, Liang Xingyang had already approached Tang Le.

Even if the distance between the two parties is so close, the strange heartbeat sound still cannot break into the mirror space.

However, this next risky move may very well expose him to a fatal attack.

Liang Xingyang raised his pale, bloodless right hand, stretched out the mirror, and suddenly grabbed Tang Le's neck from behind.

The cold breath in his right hand overflowed, and Tang Le was lifted up by him.

Tang Le was lifted up in the air, trembling all over and struggling violently.

"Click."

There was a crack in the mirror.

In the mirror space, Liang Xingyang seemed to hear a strange heartbeat in a trance. Just like the blood from the ghost closet had invaded the mirror space, Liang Xingyang who took the initiative to break the mirror would be attacked by the fatal heartbeat curse.

The body seemed to contain a refrigerator, with a steady flow of cold air. His right hand was resisting the curse. The evil ghost in his body was strongly stimulated, and the mirror ghost began to revive. Liang Xingyang's body was like a ghost in the strobe, constantly flashing.

Disappearing.

However, even though the right hand that originally belonged to Mirror Ghost couldn't stop trembling now, it still strangled the back of Tang Le's neck to prevent him from getting close to Yang Jian Yanli's position.

The seconds in the shopping mall are moving slowly.

"five"

"Four"

"three"

"two"

"one"

At twelve o'clock sharp, we're here!

Yang Jian sent all five ghost eyes in his body into the body of the headless ghost, and Yan Li also timed the ghost blood to be withdrawn into the body again.

The suppression of the ghost blood disappeared, and the headless ghost remained motionless.

Five ghost eyes opened simultaneously on the headless ghost's body, and wisps of red light emitted. The body of the headless ghost's body was like a calm surface suddenly sinking.

"A thorn in the side, it really worked."

Yang Jian could feel the restlessness of the ghost eyes reviving in his body dissipate, and he could also control the headless ghost.

A delicate balance emerged.

The sixth ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead suddenly opened, and a layer of intense red light emerged from his body. The real layer of ghost eyes belonging to the ghost eye was now opened.

The ghosts spread and soon covered the streets outside the shopping mall. Every day, the busy roads were shrouded in ghosts and were still expanding. The scale of the ghosts was unbelievable.

Yan Li said enviously: "Congratulations, Yang Jian, for controlling the second fierce ghost."

After finishing speaking, I sighed in my heart. It's a pity that I have reached my limit. Even trying to control the ghost heart has become a delusion now.

Yang Jian didn't answer Yan Li, and the ghost eyes on his forehead turned, staring at Tang Le who was lifted up in the air by a pale arm not far away.

Liang Xingyang suppressed Tang Le. After seeing Yang Jian succeed in driving, just when he breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Le's head suddenly turned 180 degrees, his little face was pointed at himself, and his two little hands

Suddenly he hugged Liang Xingyang's right hand.

After the ghost blood was withdrawn by Yan Li, the breath disappeared, and the ghost heart, which was about to revive, pointed its finger at the guy who was pinching him.

The fierce ghost turned around and looked at Tang Le's slightly raised eyelids. Liang Xingyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

When his eyes opened, the ghost's heart was completely revived, and he was the first target to attack.

At the same time, the shadow of the mirror ghost who looked exactly like Liang Xingyang was reflected in the mirror, staring at Liang Xingyang with a malicious expression.

Just when Liang Xingyang had no choice but to retreat.

In a daze, he saw an illusory scene.

After the mirror ghost's supernatural powers were activated, he began to steal the memories of living people, allowing him to obtain Tang Le's incomplete memories.

But this can't change his upcoming fate!

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