"So that's it." Wen Zhong nodded, "It's such a touching brotherhood, I'm about to cry."
Hearing Wen Zhong say this, Yan Duo frowned, threw the body bag containing Yue Xichuan on the ground, and shouted: "You are too much Wen Zhong. You may think I am stupid, but there is no need to use this kind of thing.
Tone to mock me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Duo regretted it. He originally wanted to come to Wen Zhong for help, but now he shouted like this, it would be good if he didn't fight. After all, the spirit of the ghost controller is not very good.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it." To Yan Duo's surprise, Wen Zhong actually apologized to him, "I don't know why, but I seem to have no sadness. Can you understand?"
Since he had driven the ghost-twisted man in the Qilin Mansion, he felt something strange. His emotions became extremely unstable. Whether it was talking to Yue Xichuan before or now, he couldn't even feel a trace of sadness.
I even wanted to laugh a little.
He couldn't even pretend to be sad, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and four basic emotions that a living person had. To him, this emotion of sorrow seemed to never existed, and he couldn't feel it at all.
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Yan Duo said: "No, I'm a bit too much."
"Is it too deeply eroded by supernatural powers?" Yan Duo analyzed again. Wen Zhong was on the verge of resurrection on the bus before. Although he looked in good condition now, he must have paid a huge price to maintain the supernatural powers balance.
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"Maybe, I can't say anything." Wen Zhong shook his head.
Mo Sheng, who also controlled two evil spirits, didn't know if this was the case, but unfortunately he was dead, and the dead couldn't answer his question.
However, there is another person here who may be able to answer his doubts.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhong raised his feet and kicked the body bag that Yan Duo threw on the ground.
"Yan Duo, come and help the boss." Wen Zhong called Yan Duo and asked him to hold the body bag. Wen Zhong pulled a gap into the pocket, and instantly a thin head came out of it, followed by
There was also a strong smell of corpse.
The person in the bag was naturally Yue Xichuan. His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he seemed to have lost half his life.
"Wake up." Seeing Yue Xichuan like this, Wen Zhong went up and slapped him twice without hesitation.
"Ahem, who is the bastard who beat me..." Yue Xichuan opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing Wen Zhong standing in front of him and Yan Duo in a white shirt, he woke up instantly.
Feeling the pain caused by the twisting of his body, Jighikawa gritted his teeth and shouted: "Okay, Wen Zhong, you are very good. I admit that I fell this time."
Yue Xichuan is not a fool. He has not been destroyed by anger and pain. What he can live until now is not arrogant, domineering, nor Chen Zhanluo. He is also brainy.
He could feel the murderous intent contained in Wen Zhong's eyes, as if he was being targeted by an evil ghost.
Yue Xichuan even regrets coming to Da'an at this moment, and even more regrets taking the initiative to provoke Wen Zhong.
"The wise man won't say secret words. This time I'm in trouble. I will take the initiative to leave Da'an. In the future, I will take the initiative to retreat three feet away where you are. That ghost candle is also given to you. If you kill me, I will take the initiative to retreat.
It will not be good for your future development."
"We will not interfere with the river in the future, and from now on, you will talk about it."
After saying that, he looked up at Wen Zhong, hoping that the other party would change and could put himself in the position of the headquarters, but Wen Zhong's eyes were only cold.
"Let you go? Do you think about it with your butt? I even killed Mo Sheng. Do you still care about killing one more you?" Wen Zhong sneered: "Tell me everything you know about the "crowd"
, including the matter of controlling plural evil spirits, as long as you tell them, I will give you a pleasure."
"You." Yue Xichuan's face turned pale. He didn't expect Wen Zhong to be so crazy, leaving him with no hope. But suddenly he realized something, his face turned pale, and he almost shouted with a roar:
"Wait, you, you killed Mo Sheng!?"
Wen Zhong said: "I really can't tell that you have such a good relationship. I don't mind sending you down to see him now."
"You, you've caused a big disaster!" Yue Xichuan's expression became even more terrified than when facing death.
Yue Xichuan didn't expect that Mo Sheng would die. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. When Mo Sheng appeared, he was already unconscious. He didn't know what happened later. He only thought Wen Zhong had defeated Mo Sheng, who
I once thought that the man who controlled two evil spirits and possessed the ghost realm actually broke here.
"What, is he a big shot? He is bigger than you, the head of Da'an City?" Wen Zhong joked. He had already broken up with Chen Zhanluo. If he could defeat an opponent's general in advance, it would be a loss.
"Big man? Humph, he's just a time bomb." Yue Xichuan's face turned gray, as if he didn't care about life and death, "Wen Zhong and this one, it seems that I'm going to die with you two today, and there's this one.
It’s not a loss if you’re so ordinary people are buried with you.”
After saying that, Yuexichuan burst into laughter and even attracted young people running around.
Wen Zhong looked at Yue Xichuan with a frown and frowned. He was about to go up and twist his neck, but suddenly he felt something was wrong with his body, and a restlessness suddenly rose in his heart.
No, it wasn't that there was something wrong with his body, but that the ghost corpse in his body was something wrong.
It seemed that the ghost corpse was no longer under his control at this moment. A "hiss" sounded like a cracked flesh sounded. The ghost worms on his face, abdomen, and even the ghost hands seemed to be burned.
All emerged.
In an instant, his body was covered with a layer of thin velvet.
"How could this happen? The ghost corpse is not under control, causing the ghost worm to go wild, just like it was the first time I used the ghost realm." Wen Zhong's face changed suddenly. Seeing this, he immediately raised his ghost hand to turn the mold on his body.
Twisted off.
He had never encountered this abnormal situation before. Even if he had stimulated the ghost realm for the first time, the supernatural power in his body had not been so boiling. It was as if he had been shot with a heart-strengthening needle and was twisted off and growing out of his body.
After the mold, the ghost hand unconsciously reached towards Yan Duo beside him.
Fortunately, he quickly regained his rationality and suppressed the murderous instinct of the evil ghost.
The ghost shirt Yan Duo was wearing was also tightly pressed against his skin at this moment, making him breathing unevenly. He looked at Wen Zhong and found that the other party was looking at the entrance of the park with a serious face.
"What happened." Yan Duo asked, looking back along the other person's sight, and the next moment he was also stunned.