Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

118 - Fall into passive
"No, the soul nail cannot be stained with blood."

Yan Xiaoai watched Wang Wen's blood dye the soul nail red, and her heart jumped into her throat. The big hole they dug halfway made a loud bang, and then a white skeleton was revealed, and at the same time, a wave Black air emerged from the bones, and the previous black shadow condensed again, but this time the black shadow was very solid, and a silhouette of a woman emerged from the black shadow, only the face was blurred. Unclear appearance.

"Now, you are all going to die."

The woman laughed a few words, and the black mist around her body suddenly filled again, and the whole forest fell into chaos. The three stood back to back, looking around, the black mist became thicker and thicker, and the woman didn't know where she was hiding. where.

Zhao Wenqing closed his eyes. In his perception, the ghost energy was everywhere, and he couldn't distinguish it at all.

Yan Xiaoai's gaze was also fixed on the black mist in front of them. A circle of yellow talismans stood in front of the three of them. The red runes on top of the yellow talismans shone brightly. Suddenly, a yellow talisman brightened red, and Yan Xiaoai suddenly froze. He punched in the direction of the red light, and then several yellow talismans lit up, and Chen Shuofeng and Zhao Wenqing also attacked towards the place where the yellow talismans were lit.

The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, and within a short while the three of them were overwhelmed. Suddenly, a yellow talisman lit up, and then burned, and there was a gap in the circle of yellow talismans, where Zhao Wenqing was. His complexion changed suddenly, a huge black hand slapped his chest all of a sudden, Zhao Wenqing's whole body suddenly bowed, and he fell far away on a tree trunk.

Then came Chen Shuofeng.

Yan Xiaoai struggled to protect herself. She could feel that her spiritual power was being consumed little by little. She wanted to reach out for the reserved spiritual power in her bag, but the black shadow's attack was too fast. Yan Xiaoai No time to dig out my bag at all.

Another slap came, and Yan Xiaoai slowed down due to the depletion of her spiritual power. She couldn't dodge that slap firmly on her chest, and she vaguely saw a face full of scars. The scars are extremely hideous.

"Bam—"

After falling heavily on the tree, Yan Xiaoai struggled to get up, but the black shadow squatted in front of her in a human form, her face was still blurred and her facial features could not be seen clearly.

Heiying held a rather delicate box in her hand. She opened the box and there was white powder inside. Yan Xiaoai watched Heiying reach out to dip some powder and then laughed again.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt at all, it's just a little itchy. Your face will be completely peeled off without any damage to muscle tissue."

The black shadow seemed to be comforting Yan Xiaoai. Her powdered fingers approached Yan Xiaoai's face little by little. Yan Xiaoai could clearly ask for the sweet and fishy smell mixed with the smell of corpses, and she felt nauseated. When she got up, the other hand she wanted to dodge the shadow pinched her chin.

"Don't move, I don't guarantee that it won't hurt if you move around."

Seeing that the powder was about to touch her face, Yan Xiaoai's eyes widened suddenly, and her pupils started to work quickly. Due to insufficient spiritual power, her eyes hurt extremely, and two bloodstains flowed out from the corners of her eyes. But Yan Xiaoai didn't care about it at all, still running at high speed, a mental attack shot out from Yan Xiaoai's eyes, because they were very close, so even if Yan Xiaoai's pupil skills were not very superb, the black shadow was still Feeling a headache, he took a few steps back suddenly.

(End of this chapter)