Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　They have realized that something is not right.

　　According to the rules of identity, Lin Hun, who should have no power at all, is not only unrestricted, but also has more power than he imagined.

　　With the power of his own voice alone, he dispelled the aura released by the ghost bride who was suspected of being a black plague.

　　They also suppressed their power.

　　Really Nima's.

　　It's so perverted.

　　For a time, Wu Jian and others had forgotten the shock and horror that the ghost bride had brought to them just now. .

Chapter 275

　　"Uh... hello."

　　Wu Jian was the first to recover from the shock. He took a deep breath, stared at Lin Hun, and said hello to Yin Shuanger.

　　Although I don't know what level Yin Shuang'er exists.

　　But with the terrifying aura emanating from the other party, he had basically guessed her level.

　　Black disaster.

　　This woman representing the mobile natural disaster turned out to be Lin Hun's wife.

　　Wu Jian's only feeling now is outrageous.

　　Outrageous.

　　"Is it my sister-in-law? I didn't expect you, Lin Hun, to be a fellow."

　　Chen Ge on the side also reacted, but his reaction was different from Wu Jian.

　　Wu Jian felt outrageous.

　　But he agreed with it.

　　As a man who was also haunted by female ghosts, he somewhat admired Lin Hun.

　　I am still haunted by female ghosts, worrying about when the other party will kill me.

　　The one in front of him had already put the other party to bed.

　　A new idea appeared in Chen Ge's mind for a while.

　　Maybe he should also break through that last hurdle and try to get to know his girlfriend in red.

　　"........."

　　Looking at Chen Ge with an expression of admiration, Wu Jian felt as if he had entered the wrong team.

　　As a lonely man, he really doesn't care what these guys who take ghosts as wives think.

　　Aren't they afraid that one night they will be accidentally eroded by each other's grievances and die on the spot?

　　"Hello, sister-in-law, my name is Lu Xin, nice to meet you."

　　Lu Xin also stepped forward to say hello.

　　Although he doesn't have a ghost girlfriend like Chen Ge, he has a ghost family who is no different from Chen Ge.

　　Regarding Lin Hun looking for a ghost bride to be his wife.

　　He didn't feel so strange.

　　After all, my wife is also a family member...

　　"........."

　　Wu Jian can see now that he is the only one who is special.

　　After a long time, he was the only one who didn't have Li Gui's relatives.

　　"Maybe when I go back this time, I should go see Shanshan, her belly..."

　　Wu Jian thought for a while and pressed this matter to the bottom of his heart.

　　"Shuang'er, these are my friends, Wu Jian, Chen Ge and Lu Xin."

　　Lin Hun didn't know that Wu Jian was turning so many thoughts, so he briefly introduced her to him.

　　Pointed to the outside.

　　"I'm in the midst of a (bfdd) ghost creature. Try to find out the true body of the other party."

　　"it is good."

　　As a special treacherous trapped in a ghost village, Yin Shuang'er can only act in a special ghost.

　　Ghost village can.

　　Lin Hun's Abyss Circus can.

　　So can the ghostly creature of the fairy-tale prince who has been eroded by him.

　　It is precisely because of this.

　　Lin Huncai did not panic at all.

　　He himself has the strength to fight the black disaster.

　　In addition, Yin Shuang'er, the black disaster-level ghost bride.

　　Use more to bully less.

　　Packing up a fairy tale prince is no big deal.

　　Yin Shuang'er got Lin Hun's order.

　　Went to the door.

　　as she approached.

　　The few little puppets who were originally guarding the door of the room, their facial features sewed with thick threads twisted in horror.

　　They felt Yin Shuang'er's terrifying resentment, a dimension of terror that they could not reach.

　　Just getting close makes the last bit of obsession seem to be frozen.

　　This is rank suppression.

　　When the terror level reaches the Black Disaster, the number is meaningless to them.

　　Only the existence of the same level or higher level can make them die or fall.

　　Hiss!

　　Get out of the door.

　　Yin Shuang'er looked up into the distance.

　　At this time, this world has become a Western ancient city because of the ghost of a fairy tale prince.

　　Dense baroque buildings are lined up.

　　The narrow streets are developed in all directions.

　　From time to time in the shadows of the street, there are shadows probing their brains, a mystery.

　　But when they saw Yin Shuang'er walking out of the old house, they all showed expressions of horror.

　　next second.

　　A trace of confetti emerged from them and quickly spread around their bodies.

　　It only took the blink of an eye.

　　Seeing Yin Shuang'er's strangeness, all of them turned into paper figurines of different shapes.

　　This is Yin Shuang'er's killing rules.

　　without permission.

　　See it to die.

　　At the same time, at Yin Shuang'er's feet.

　　A trace of hoarfrost is emerging.

　　Then spread.

　　Finally, it spread out like lightning.

　　under the action of hoarfrost.

　　The surrounding buildings were quickly frosted, and then transformed into another form.

　　form of paper.

　　It looks like a ghost village.

　　As these buildings change.

　　Snow-white paper money began to fall from the sky, and the harsh suona sound gradually sounded.

　　The mythical creatures began to erode.

　　This time on the other side.

　　The heart of this ghost.

　　In a huge and luxurious palace.

　　A Zhengtai in a gorgeous prince's outfit and a small crown suddenly opened his eyes.

　　The dark vortex swirled wildly in the center of his eyes.

　　Thick resentment and malice flowed out of the vortex.

　　He raised his head and looked at Yin Shuang'er's direction, his rather cute face twisted into a terrifying shape.

　　"Another black plague? How did this guy do it?"