Chapter 563 Ghost Carnival ([-])

"Definitely not people who practice martial arts, and unless they are all big fat people twice the weight of ordinary people, otherwise..."

"Really..." Someone finally couldn't help but wanted to ask, but was swallowed back by the eyes of the people around him.

"Zhao Xu, can the soul-snatching technique manipulate the dead?" Xia Houche turned to him and asked.

"No." Zhao Xu replied with certainty.

"Ninth Princess, do you know of any way to control the dead?"

When Lingshen heard the word "dead", his face turned pale with fright, and he waved his hands again and again, "No, no, no!"

Who would learn such a horrible thing!

"Shushasha"...

The sound was getting closer, and everyone held their breath, waiting to see what would appear.

Wei Xiaoyou and Xia Houche walked over and stood in the front row.

"Shushasha"...

The corn stalks on the edge of the corn field began to shake left and right, and dozens of hands suddenly stretched out!

"Ah—" the timid Spirit God screamed in fright, squatting on the ground and not daring to look up.

The others were already frightened, but they felt even more flustered when they were called out by her.

"Zhao Xu, hit her dumb acupoint!" Xia Houche ordered.

Under the bleak moonlight, those hands showed a strange off-white color.

Very slowly, they moved outward a little bit, revealing the same off-white wrist, followed by tattered sleeves...

When those arms were stretched out about halfway, many people began to be unable to stand the slow torture, so they clicked their own Ya points to prevent them from screaming and disturbing others' minds.

"Shushasha"...

Gradually, although the people hadn't fully shown their faces, everyone could already see clearly that they... jumped out.

The ragged hem of the first man was revealed, and then everyone saw his face...

His face was pale and his eyes were empty. At first glance, he seemed to be controlled by someone, but his face was still covered with blood that had already turned black, and there was a big hole in his chest...

"Death—" Many people exclaimed, but fortunately, the people around them clicked their Ya points in time.

Dozens of "people" have come out of the cornfield. They are of different ages, but most of them are seriously injured or blood-stained. It seems that everyone is... dead.

(End of this chapter)

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