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Chapter 43 Rotten Corpse (Please collect and recommend)
At four o'clock, the clapper's voice sounded.

The guests in the brothel also left one after another, all drunk.

The nearby streets were also empty.

The punk lay in the garbage.

His breath is getting weaker and weaker, and his life is passing by quickly.

But his heart was full of monstrous resentment.

He hated the old bustard of Chunxiang Tower.

He hated Wang Yuanwai who took Xiaohong away.

He hated the injustice of this world even more.

hate hate hate...

hateful.

An extremely strong resentment filled his chest.

woohoo hoo...

At this time, a gust of wind blew up in the dark night.

Faintly, the little gangster heard a shrill voice in the dark wind.

The sound seemed to be howling ghosts and howling wolves, seeping out from the depths of hell.

All of a sudden, there was a gust of wind, and tiny black sand particles were floating in the void.

The black wind formed by the black sand lingers above the little gangster's head.

After a while, the little gangster completely lost his breath of life.

At this moment, the black sand particles floating in the void poured into the little gangster's body.

After a dozen or so breaths, the little gangster slowly stood up from the garbage dump.

The little gangster's face, or rather his whole body, was rapidly decomposing, exuding a foul smell.

But his eyes were extremely scarlet, containing a thick bloody aura, and looked extremely violent.

"Xiaohong, you are mine, you belong to me, and no one can take you away."

"Xiaohong, you are mine, you belong to me, and no one can take you away."

"..."

The little gangster just kept repeating this sentence.

Then, like a walking dead, he walked slowly towards Chunxiang Tower not far away.

After the gangster entered Chunxiang Building, the gate closed automatically.

Then, there was a shrill scream from inside.

…………

The empty streets are empty.

Wang Teng walked out of the Lu family's mansion and walked in the direction of his own home.

But when he passed Chunxiang Building, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

He couldn't help but looked up, Chunxiang Tower was as high as seven floors, but the windows were covered with bloodstains.

Wang Teng sniffed it carefully. In addition to the smell of blood, there was also a stench of rotting corpses in the void.

Moreover, the location where Chunxiang Building is located is obviously much colder than other places.

"Could it be that there are ghosts appearing in this Chunxiang Tower?"

Wang Teng secretly said in his heart.

It's a pity that his spirit card burned automatically when he was in Heifeng Mountain.

Otherwise, he can determine whether there are ghosts in it.

Without a spirit card, it would be even worse.

That is, he couldn't confirm the level of the ghost.

However, he felt that his luck should not be so bad!
Let him meet the evil level one after another, and the weirdness above the evil level?
Wang Teng gently pushed open the door of Chunxiang Tower.

Immediately, a strong smell of blood rushed to his face, irritating Wang Teng's nose fiercely.

The ground was blood red, and the smell of blood was so strong that it seemed that the air was slightly red.

In addition, there are all kinds of broken arms and limbs, and scattered viscera and organs scattered on the ground, which is simply a scene of Shura hell.

Unmoved, Wang Teng stepped into the Chunxiang Building.

In the Chunxiang Building, it was extremely quiet, it seemed that all the people inside had died.

Suddenly, he saw two figures shaking slightly in a room on the top floor.

Wang Teng could feel that the cold wind in the void was revealed from the room on the top floor.

Judging from the intensity of Yin Qi, this ghost is weaker than the old hungry ghost who died in his hands, and it should be a ghost that has just reached the dangerous level.

Dangerous ghosts, this is within the range of his strength.

Wang Teng walked towards the top floor step by step.

His gaze has been fixed on the figure in the room.

The two figures sat there like this.

One of the figures seemed to be stroking someone's face with his hand.

Just stroking like this, stroking back and forth.

When he reached the seventh floor, Wang Teng faintly heard someone whispering something in the room inside.

After approaching the room where the two figures were, the voice became clearer and clearer.

"Xiaohong, you are mine, you belong to me, and no one can take you away."

"Xiaohong, you are mine, you belong to me, and no one can take you away."

"..."

Wang Teng stood at the door and listened for a long time.

The figure inside, like a repeater, keeps repeating this sentence.

The voice of speaking is also extremely blunt, lifeless, without the slightest emotion.

He lost his patience and pushed open the door.

There are two figures in the room, one of which is a fair-skinned girl.

A head of long black hair was tied into a double bun, Miaoman's body was wrapped in a long gauze dress, and her slender legs were exposed.

The figure sitting opposite her stretched out a hand that was completely rotten and exuded a stench, and gently stroked her white and tender face. It could be seen that her eyes were full of endless fear, and her mouth was slightly opened.

Although there was no sound, Wang Teng could understand the meaning.

This beautiful girl should be saying, "Help me, save me."

"There are still people alive."

Wang Teng could tell that this fair-skinned girl was not a ghost.

The opponent has a breath of life, so it should be human.

"Xiaohong, you are mine, you belong to me, and no one can take you away."

The rotting corpse kept repeating this sentence like a machine.

"Death to me!"

Wang Teng couldn't stand it anymore.

A young girl in her prime was toyed with wantonly by a rotting corpse.

This is simply an insult to women.

He let out a loud shout, and all the majestic blood energy erupted.

Boom!

It was as if a volcano had erupted in his body.

The powerful force of blood rushed out of the body like fire, like wolf smoke, and the burning air was twisted for a while.

At the same time, his body also swelled rapidly, and the surface of his body shone with golden light.

The two external skills of the iron arm silver body and the golden bell cover have been pushed to the extreme!

His body suddenly swelled to nearly three meters.

Wang Teng's palm was bigger than a cattail fan.

The big hand grabbed it suddenly, like an eagle grabbing a chicken, and directly pinched the carrion's head.

Then, it hit the floor hard.

Bang!
The floor was directly smashed through, and the carrion and Wang Teng fell directly from the seventh floor.

"Xiaohong, you want to take my Xiaohong away."

"Xiaohong is mine, and Xiaohong belongs to me. No one can take you away. I will kill anyone who wants to take you away."

After losing Xiaohong's trace, the rotting corpse burst into an incomparably violent aura in an instant, and the Yin Qi was at least twice as strong as before.

"I'll rob your sister, die for me."

Wang Teng yelled loudly, and directly resorted to the strongest means, and the power of his blood qi condensed into a blood tiger on his body surface.

He rushed forward quickly, stretched out the bloody tiger claws, grabbed the opponent's neck, and then pressed it to the ground with a burst of explosive hammer.

(End of this chapter)