I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 50 If you two don't fight, I don't quite agree! 【2 more】

The ghost in white closed his eyes.

Waiting for my own death.

But it was found that the rhizome did not shoot again.

It's gone for no apparent reason.

The ghost in white was stunned.

Can contempt really repel the enemy?

She looked at Yan Jiu with admiration.

Yan Jiu was expressionless for not knowing why, she was not sure if her bewitching spell would work on plants.

Only take one step at a time.

At last.

Yan Jiu followed Rhizome, and actually came to the base camp of Rhizome - the basement.

The first floor of the basement is the morgue of the hospital.

The morgue, which originally belonged to the sleeping corpse, was covered with intricate red creeper rhizomes.

On the ceiling of the morgue.

Dead bodies were hung densely.

Most of the corpses were shriveled.

It was as if his body had been hollowed out.

The new corpses were wrapped airtight by the rhizomes, and some corpses were completely enclosed in cocoons made of rhizomes.

The fluffy thorns on the rhizomes easily pierce the blue-purple skin of these corpses.

The green rhizomes are like infusion tubes.

Devouring the stale blood in the corpse.

Dye green to red.

Some of the rhizomes shrivel up and can no longer survive as infusion tubes, allowing dark brown blood to rain down.

As a result, although the ground is dry, it is still wet and sticky, and there is nowhere to set foot.

Yan Jiu looked at the art that didn't seem man-made: "Why are all the corpses moved into the nest? If you don't pay attention to hygiene, 10 points will be deducted!"

The ghost in white curled up at the entrance of the morgue.

Hearing Yan Jiu's words.

Can't help but secretly give a thumbs up for Yan Jiu.

Like a talkative old man, Yan Jiu put his hands behind his back and said, "How about this, tell me the real reason why you are entangled here and don't want to leave, and I will clean up for you for free. If you don't speak, it will be regarded as your acquiescence."

The voice did not fall.

Yan Jiu snapped his fingers.

Dazzling flames ignited from her fingertips.

next second.

Flames filled the entire morgue.

Yan Jiu covered his mouth and nose and retreated a little distance, praising himself: "I'm so kind."

The rhizomes waved and rolled in the sea of ​​fire.

From a distance, it looks like they are saying hello.

Yan Jiu also waved his hand.

He smiled indifferently.

Yan Jiu said, "They are all from our own family, no thanks."

Yinling in white: "..." Seeing it being stolen, I feel a little sour for no reason, what's going on?

Just as the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

Yan Jiu found that the deep roots remained motionless even though they were burned to the point of "skin ripped apart".

It seems to be protecting something.

Yan Jiu said seriously: "Your friends are my friends, and it is imperative to protect them!"

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Shortly after.

Yan Jiu walked out of the flames holding a stone.

The blazing fire ran around, but not a single flame dared to devour Yan Jiu's clothes.

Yan Jiu pointed the stone at the flame.

The red transparent stone is as soft as fat, as clear as jade, and its texture is somewhat like amber.

Yan Jiu looked at the Yin Ling in white and kicked the Yin Ling who was pretending to be dead: "Do you know it?"

Greed flashed in the eyes of the ghost in white.

Seeing that Yan Jiu didn't know each other.

She shook her head too.

Yan Jiu half-closed his eyes.

with doubt.

Just walked out of the first floor of the basement.

A chilly wind blew over.

A sharp cry followed.

The sound is harsh and unpleasant.

It sounded like a hoarse breath from a cut throat.

soon.

The owner of the voice appeared in front of Yan Jiu, it was a young figure made of red five-leaf creeper.

It is the sins all over the body after the hands are stained with blood, making it human and demonic.

Ivy is also known as Wuyedijin.

Its adsorption capacity is extremely strong.

The Wuyedi brocade demon was jumping among the ivy bushes outside the sick building, and it was impossible to distinguish it with the naked eye.

It's like a beast that's been trapped for a long time.

He stared at Yan Jiu's neck.

It seemed as if an attack would be launched at any moment.

The white-clothed ghost smiled viciously, as if foreseeing a scene where a man and a monster would both be hurt.

Yan Jiu looked at the frightened Yin Ling in white, and encouraged him, "There is someone whose voice is uglier than yours. You will be deprived of the title of top 1 in the list of good and bad voices in the Three Realms."

The white-clothed Yin spirit who almost confiscated the sneer choked: Why don't you just give it this title?

Yan Jiu was angry with him for not fighting.

Just about to reprimand the white-clothed ghost for being bad.

The two figures were thrown in front of Yan Jiu by the rhizome.

Yan Jiu took a closer look.

Two people who were frightened to foam at the mouth were found, namely the horror anchor and his cousin.

At this time.

Wuyedi Jin Yao threatened Yan Jiu: "Give me back Xiaohong, otherwise, I will kill them!"

Yan Jiu was serious like a teaching director: "For littering, another 10 points will be deducted."

Yinling in white: "..." If you two don't fight, I don't quite agree.

Wuyedi Jinyao's sharp voice paused: "You don't care about their lives."

It gradually converges to madness.

He looked at Yan Jiu with heavy eyes.

Wuyedi Jinyao pays close attention to Bingdong all the time.

It found out naturally when two birthers (separately) stepped in.

Simultaneously.

It also realized that it and Xiaohong were being targeted again, and it wanted to threaten the latecomers with their lives.

after all.

It's anyone's guess.

Everyone would think that Yan Jiu came here overnight to save someone.

Who knew that Yan Jiu didn't play cards according to routine.

It turned out to bewitch the rhizome.

The diversion burned its roots.

A 9: Sorry, I predicted your prediction.

Yan Jiu held his sleeves and said earnestly, "Are you wondering why I didn't save them? You may not know that I'm actually here to make up for it. I hate people who break into houses in the middle of the night and disturb others' sleep. "

talking.

Yan Jiu kicked the two figures.

Take a firm stand.

Very confusing.

Wuyedi Jinyao snorted coldly: "Human beings who claim to be a community of destiny are showing their ugly face in front of despicable human nature."

It looks like a teenager.

What you say is a set of words.

Obviously, he took Yan Jiu's actions as self-protection.

Wuyedi Jinyao laughed at herself: "Sure enough, only Xiaohong is the only kind human being in this world."

Yan Jiu was persuasive: "The name Xiaohong sounds extraordinary, may I ask who she is?"

Wuyedi Jinyao said contemptuously: "Human, don't think I don't know what you're trying to trick me."

Yan Jiu took out the playing cards: "Since you found out, then I'll show my cards. I advise you to tell the truth about Xiao Hong's name, where she lives, and how old she is."

The ghost in white clothes reduces the sense of existence.

She decided to keep silent.

For this human being with a weird brain circuit, she even felt that the mental hospital was like her home.

It should be this human being who came home, right? ?
Wuyedi Jinyao looked at Yan Jiu mockingly.

It didn't think it would fall below.

then.

It was beaten on the head by Yan Jiu.

So ever.

From rooting and sprouting to failure in transformation, Wuyedijin Yao, who had lived for thousands of years, was beaten for the first time.

The leaves that make up its skin are red.

The scream shattered the already vulnerable glass, but Yan Jiu hit it even more without psychological burden.

Yan Jiu was tired from beating, and said while resting: "If I don't destroy your roots first, I may not be able to handle you so easily."

Wuyedi Jinyao didn't understand.

How can a human being find its weakness and destroy its foundation so easily?
over the years.

It's not that people in the Taoist sect had the idea of ​​attacking it and Xiaohong, even the prophets who came to it to "borrow" Xiaohong some time ago, without exception, were all injured by it and fled.

Who is this woman?

Why didn't anyone tell it that a tall man came to this city! ?

Yan Jiu put on her shoes.

Looking at the Wuyedi brocade demon who has nothing to love.

Yan Jiu asked again: "Who is Xiaohong?"

Wuyedi Jinyao didn't want to tell Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu tapped her toes.

The soles of the shoes rolled on the ground.

His gaze inadvertently crossed a certain monster's buttocks.

Wuyedi Jinyao remembered the fear of being dominated by the soles of the shoes, and it lay on the ground and whimpered: "Xiaohong is the best, kindest, and gentle person in the world."

Yan Jiu nodded: "Isn't that very similar to me?"

Wuyedi brocade demon/white-clothed ghost: "..."

(End of this chapter)