Resurrection of Terror: Sign in from Dangchenghuang

Chapter 5 It turns out that you are sneaking a demon

“How long will it take to arrive?”

In the communication room, a middle-aged man with a national character looked at the screen and asked.

The liaison staff operates, sweat seeps from the palms of the hands, “At least twenty minutes.”

“Twenty minutes, everyone is dead.”

The man with the national character roared.

He looked at the screen, and at this moment, two pictures were displayed on it, the pictures recorded by the medals of Pang Xiang and Wen Hongwen.

Pang Xiang and Wen Hongwen were covered in blood.

One minute, it was only one minute before the two of them met the B-level ghost master, that is, sixty seconds. They couldn’t hold on anymore. It wasn’t that they couldn’t, but the Jigsaw Ghost was too fierce. The two of them Even the ghost’s defense can’t be broken.

“It’s been a minute, as long as you hold on for another five minutes, you should be almost ready to evacuate.”

Wen Hongwen said in a low voice.

Pang Xiang gasped. He didn’t answer. The left half of his body became corrupted and exuded a foul stench.

And the more the ability is used, the closer he is to a ghost. If his whole body is corrupted, then it will be his death.

“Pang Xiang, Wen Hongwen, you are insisting on three pointsBell, I’ll have someone on top. ”

The voice of a man with a Chinese character face came from the medal.

“I disagree.”

Pang Xiang refused, he knew very well that it would take 20 minutes for the ghost rider to come at the latest, and the person in charge of the liaison office said that someone would come on top, so one could imagine who it was.

It’s the police who evacuate the crowd outside!

This is to use their lives to help the two delay time.

“I don’t want to either, but you can’t do anything.”

The man with the national character face said in a low voice.

It’s not that he doesn’t take ordinary people seriously, he is also a member of ordinary people, and it is because of this that he understands the importance of ghost riders, the importance of those who have potential.

Pang Xiang and Wen Hongwen can’t have anything to do, especially Pang Xiang, he can’t have anything to do, he is the first of the new generation of ghost riders in Cang City, and he is expected to be B-level in the future, or even go further, while a B-level ghost rider It means saving thousands and thousands of people!

If Pang Xiang is dead now, it means that there will be no first-class ghost rider in the future.

Faced with these words, Pang Xiang directly cut off the communication of the man with the national character face and rushed towards the headless ghost.

Wen Hongwen gasped.

During his breath, he looked at his best friend, then at the medal on his chest, and whispered in his heart, “Pang Xiang can’t die.”

The next moment, Wen Hongwen let out a low growl. The blood vessels in his entire body were squirming like earthworms, hideous and terrifying. In the blink of an eye, his skin turned as pale as a dead man, and his eyes turned from red to crimson.

Pang Xiang, who fought with the headless ghost, felt that someone was pulling him from behind.

His body flew upside down, smashed the window and landed on the opposite street, until it stopped until the wall was sunken.

at the same time.

Before Wen Hongwen’s speed surpassed, he approached the headless ghost, hugged it with both hands and feet, and strands of blood-colored ghost energy permeated from under the skin, tending to wrap the headless ghost and pupate.

“What are you doing, Hongwen!!” Pang Xiang shouted, his eyes were splitting, tears overflowing from his eyes.

This is Wen Hongwen’s whole body’s ghost power, and he will die.

This also means that he has reached the end of his life.

When Wen Hongwen embraced him, he opened his mouth and bit on the headless ghost’s shoulder, and a ghostly energy came out of his mouth to penetrate into the headless ghost’s body.

The headless ghost’s movements have slowed down.

“Take care of grandma.” Wen Hongwen raised his eyes, and a vague voice came from his mouth.

He is an orphan and regards Pang Xiang as his brother. He can’t let Pang Xiang die with him, and Pang Xiang can’t die either. Pang Xiang has a better future than him!

“Our ghost riders are destined to be short-lived, but we can live as long as we can, which means we can solve more ghost incidents, you can kill more ghosts, and avenge your parents.”

He tried his best to say this sentence, and at the end of the sentence, his skin cracked, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and the bloody ghostly energy spread out, covering him and the ghost fog hazy.

Hearing these familiar words, Pang Xiang was about to collapse.

Rolling and crawling, he was about to rush into the house, but when he entered, he saw Wen Hongwen’s pleading gaze in the permeating ghost fog…

If Pang Xiang came in to save him, his method of controlling the headless ghost would be interrupted, and all previous efforts would be forfeited.

There were tears in Wen Hongwen’s eyes.

Seeing Pang Xiang collapse.

Boom! !

The headless ghost was bound, and his instincts began to struggle. Even though he had no head, he let out a terrifying ghost scream, which was piercing and soul-shattering.

The sound was terrifying and infiltrating. All the residents of Mulou Village were frightened by the scream, especially the constantly blaring police siren outside. Many people evacuated faster.

And at the same moment.

In the distance of Mulou Village, the City God Temple is located.

The clay statue of the city god in the temple vibrated, and under the appearance that ordinary people could not see, the eyes of the city god moved slightly.

The mud statue has a hazy phantom.

A pair of eyes suddenly opened, bright and bright.

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The headless ghost burst into a roar, and the stiff body that was trapped by Wen Hongwen moved again.

Blood spilled from Wen Hongwen’s mouth, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

It’s shocking to see.

Tears fell from Pang Xiang’s eyes.

The headless ghost raised his hands and held Wen Hongwen’s head with both hands. In an instant, Wen Hongwen roared in pain, and a blood line appeared in his throat.

The blood line is spreading at an extremely fast speed, and the entire neck should be wrapped. It is conceivable that once it is wrapped, Wen Hongwen will not die of exhaustion, but will die of brain picking.

And right now!

The headless ghost’s movements stopped, and his whole body trembled, like a cat with blown fur.

“Um?!”

Pang Xiang found something unusual, what happened.

At this moment, Pang Xiang saw a dark shadow in the corner of his right eye.

An ink-colored figure appeared beside him at an unknown time. It was silent, as if it appeared out of thin air. He was dressed in a black robe with a jade crown and long hair, like an immortal from ancient time and space.

“I look at the yin, air pressure, and yang gates in the southeast, and screamInfiltrating the soul, it turns out that you are sneaking a demon! ”

The voice of Wen Ruo came from the mouth, and under Pang Xiang’s horrified eyes, the man in the ink robe walked past him, his feet did not touch the ground, and his body was as light as a feather.

The slender hand raised, and the green finger pressed.

There is a halo on the fingertips.

The headless ghost turned into wisps of blue smoke, dissipating invisible.

how can that be……

Pang Xiang’s scalp was numb, and goosebumps all over his body.

Can kill thousands of people and 10,000 people with a hazard level B-level ghost, just kill it so lightly? !

Am I dreaming… Pang Xiang subconsciously had this idea.

Losing the headless ghost, Wen Hongwen lost his support, but the imaginary fall to the ground didn’t happen, his body was dragged by an invisible force, avoiding the severe injury and dying and suffering the pain of falling.

“Hongwen.”

Pang Xiang was so shocked that he didn’t have time to go, so he ran to catch Wen Hongwen.

“Hongwen, are you alright?” Pang Xiang put Wen Hongwen down and checked his injury.

Wen Hongwen’s face was pale, his eyes were still blood red, and his pupils were vaguely out of focus.

“Thank you.” He looked at where An Yuyuan was, opened his mouth slightly, and vaguely knew that someone had taken a shot. Although he couldn’t let him live, it was still helping him.

Just when he was talking, Wen Hongwen coughed up blood constantly.

Yintang is covered with dead pressure, but it does not disperse. This is an omen of imminent death… An Yuyuan stared at Wen Hongwen.

“Hongwen, talk less, I’ll handle the rest. I’ll handle it.”

Pang Xiang choked, “You don’t want to die, promise me, hold on.”

“He won’t die.”

Um? !

Hearing the familiar and unfamiliar voice in his ear, Pang Xiang paused, and suddenly raised his head to look at the fiercely dressed man who killed B-level terrifying ghosts like ants.

“Sir, do you have a way to save Hongwen?!”

“nature.”

An Yuyuan had a smile on his face.

After saying that, he raised his hand, and his wide sleeves shook with a wave, and he waved away the blue smoke after the death of the unfinished ghost. Another halo appeared on his fingertips, and his index finger fell on Wen Hongwen Yintang. superior.

The next moment, the index finger swiped slightly across Yintang, and the dark and dead energy in the dark was dissolved, and the halo also did not enter Wen Hongwen’s head, like a sponge that was soaked up.

Wen Hongwen’s pale complexion was rosy to the naked eye, and his blood-red eyes also recovered…

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