Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 78 One Strike of the Burning Ghost Candle

Sun Xing narrowed his eyes, looking at the terrifying figure in the distance, he still felt terrified. He felt that some kind of change had taken place in this ghost, but he couldn't tell exactly where the change had taken place.

Anyway, something is different.

"Nine minutes and 45 seconds."

Xiong Wenwen was trembling all over, his hand holding the lighter was shaking, and his two big eyes were fixed on the special watch on his arm.

Due to the particularity of his ability, the watch he wears is also specially made, and the time does not have the slightest deviation.

"I'm getting more and more uneasy, I feel like I'm going to die, Sun Xing."

An inexplicable crisis and fear suddenly appeared in Xiong Wenwen's heart. In 15 seconds, the future he predicted would arrive.

After 15 seconds, his head will be crushed, his brains will be scattered all over the ground, and his head will roll on the scarlet soil beside him.

"You read the time in the last ten seconds, I will let you light the ghost candle in advance, don't panic."

Sun Xing patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

At this moment, not only Xiong Wenwen, but even Tang Ren and Chen Yuan's complexions became serious. In 1 minute, the time difference between the two people's death was only 1 minute, and within 2 minutes after Xiong Wenwen's death, the two of them would also die.
Therefore, whether Xiong Wenwen can be saved may be the key.

If they are not saved, it may mean that they cannot change the foreseeable future, and all three of them will die in the end.

The surrounding light became brighter and brighter, and the four of them even saw the big hole not far away. Once they got out of the big hole, they would be able to escape from this supernatural land, but the four of them all understood that this last distance might It is a gap that they will never be able to bridge.

"Don't be afraid, Xiong Wenwen, I can at least guarantee that you won't die within a minute."

Looking at Xiong Wenwen's trembling, Sun Xing's face was calm, and he was still staring at his surroundings, constantly observing.

"Ten seconds to go."

Xiong Wenwen swallowed his saliva, and followed behind Sun Xing, holding the ghost candle in one hand, covering his head with the other hand, not daring to lift his head, looking at the ground, but his face changed in the next second. The ground is full of stumps, broken arms and blackened, stinky blood. Other than that, there are some thick long hair and dead nails.

If there is a seam in the ground, Xiong Wenwen must bury his head in it first.

"Nine."

"Eight."

"seven."

Xiong Wenwen read these numbers almost tremblingly.

"six."

"five."

With five seconds left, Xiong Wenwen tugged on Sun Xing's sleeve.

"Light the ghost candle."

Sun Xing's face was calm. At this time, there were no more ghosts around, and there were more dead bodies. They had already reached the back of the line, and there was not a single ghost around. Maybe there were, but they couldn't see them.

No, there are corpse chasers!

Could it be this ghost who shot it?

"I hope I'm wrong."

Sun Xing then comforted himself.

"scoff~"

The green flame lit up, and there was no sound of a lighter. Less than half a second after Sun Xing opened his mouth, Xiong Wenwen lit the ghost candle. Looking at the dancing flames, his condition improved slightly, but he was still in a good state. is uneasy.

"I hope that other ghosts will make a move. If this ghost makes a move, maybe we will all die here."

There are three ghost masters beside Sun Xing, and they all have special abilities. This kind of configuration is not low. When encountering ordinary supernatural events, four of them can make a breakthrough, but if they meet this old man from the Republic of China For monsters, ghost candles are useless, he can only use ghost incense to escape here.

The four of them held their breath, Xiong Wenwen was surrounded in the middle, and the frightened expression on his face remained undiminished.

In the last five seconds, Xiong Wenwen stopped telling the time, whether it was because of fear or something.

But it was ten past six o'clock.

"Drip~"

A sound came from Xiong Wenwen's watch, which was the time he predicted his own death.

"Sun Xing, I, it's time for my death." Xiong Wenwen was frightened, his heart was beating violently, and he stared at Sun Xing with wide eyes.

At the same time, Sun Xing noticed the movement around him, and he looked subconsciously.

The slow paced corpse man stopped, and stopped again after the clone ghost got out of trouble.

This is an abnormal phenomenon, at least the corpse chasers who have been on their way are not in danger.

Sun Xing immediately noticed that Xiong Wenwen was killed by this ghost.

"Don't panic, the ghost candle is covering you, you will be fine."

Sun Xing said in a deep voice, "Before it goes out."

Xiong Wenwen nodded, but his face was still filled with horror.

At this time, Sun Xing noticed that the figure dripping with corpse water not far away moved again after stopping. His right hand holding the damaged short stick slowly moved, and slowly lifted up.

It seemed to be lifted to his waist, with the head of the stick facing downwards, in a weird pose.

"Isn't it?"

Sun Xing suddenly turned his head, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Then, the drenched figure poked lightly forward with the damaged short stick in his hand, as if a dragonfly had just touched the water.

next second.

The ghost candle in Xiong Wenwen's hand suddenly burst into flames, and the soaring flame even rushed to his face.

The green flame burned rapidly, and the entire ghost candle disappeared with a visible effort. In just an instant, this ghost candle almost burned to the bottom.

The ghost candle burned out.

Xiong Wenwen is not dead.

Since Sun Xing obtained this ghost candle, it has only been used in the fog of the "upper body ghost", and there is almost no wear and tear, because the "upper body ghost" quickly possessed Xiong Wenwen, saying that it is complete without a single candle. It was too much, but now it burned out in an instant.

"Burn out!"

Xiong Wenwen screamed, it happened so suddenly, he didn't have the excitement of the rest of his life in his heart, and panic and fear filled his heart.

After the ghost candle burned out, he didn't even notice that it burned his hand.

A crisis of death enveloped Xiong Wenwen, Tang Ren, and Chen Yuan. They knew very well what they were going to face next.

A ghost candle only blocked one blow, and the horror of this ghost definitely exceeded their imagination.

As expected, Xiong Wenwen did not die, so will Xiong Wenwen be the next person to be attacked?Or is it Chen Yuan?

Without an answer, even Tang Ren began to feel uneasy. Since the original prediction was broken, he might be the next to die.

Only 1 minute, after 1 minute, the attacked person will fall into death, because there is no ghost candle.

"Follow me first and run outside."

Sun Xing quickly reacted, let out a low growl, and started running outside.

"When was the law of killing triggered? Is it because of our approach? No, it was also approached before, why was it okay before? Or there are more stringent conditions that we have not noticed?"

Sun Xing quickly recalled the previous scene, and the four quickly ran outside.

Under the dark sky, no one noticed that the figure of Shishui, who had his back to them, turned his body and looked at them at some point...

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