Master of the city

"False. It's all fake! Liar, you are a liar

Wu Qingqing didn't cry like before, just sat on the ground and muttered to herself.

"PATA", a sound of something falling to the ground. Wu Qingqing was surprised to see that there was a milky white thing on the ground in front of her. Her face was full of stunned expression. Then Wu Qingqing felt that there was something wrong with the position under her neck. When she looked down, she saw that the skin under her neck was like a broken porcelain, and there were cracks one after another.

Then, one fragment after another peeled off from her body and fell to the ground. At this time, Wu Qingqing realized that the thing that just fell to the ground was actually a piece of skin on her neck.

The change of her body almost made Wu Qingqing faint. She hugged her arms desperately, as if she could prevent her body from cracking. But this action had no effect. Her skin began to peel off from her body one by one, revealing pieces of flesh and blood that were so red that people felt nauseous.

"No! It's not true, it's an illusion! It's all illusions! "

Wu Qingqing as like as two peas of hysteria, and at the peak of her shouting, her head burst like a balloon, and it was unclear whether it was dry leather or what fragments of things flew everywhere. At last there was only one of them with the same head and skin without any skin.

Everyone was stunned by the scene. Just now, Wu Qingqing was still in good condition. How could he become such a ghost in such a short time? No, or rather, she's always been a ghost. It's just that it's always hidden around them in the form of people. Well, that seems wrong. Not in human form. So Oh, brother fan doesn't know how to sum it up.

"Ha ha ha I don't know the so-called guy. He thinks he is a living man. Are you a living man? Are you really alive? Ha ha ha ha, you are not! Not for a long time! "

That white dress female ghost floats beside the person crazy smile. The laughter was chilling.

Zhang Fan saw the dead body with no skin and no head on the ground. Frowning, he came to him and picked up a piece of dry skin from the ground. He pinched it in his hand and observed it carefully.

That's a human skin. I just don't know if it's the original skin on Wu Qingqing. Compared with the one on the shelf, Zhang Fan is more willing to believe that the one on the shelf is Wu Qingqing's skin.

But Zhang Fan, holding the skin tightly, felt something different from inside. Before Zhang Fan and the people here are not too close contact. That is to say, it's close to Miko. So he did not have the opportunity to carefully perceive the aura of others.

Until he held the skin in his hand. Zhang fancai finally felt that something was wrong in this human skin.

The human skin is not without aura, but the evil Qi is locked in the human skin. When Zhang Fan's fingers hold it tightly, Zhang Fan clearly feels the evil spirit of human skin.

The normal air field will basically maintain a flowing form, moving with the wind, so there is the wind of Fengshui. However, the spirit of Yin evil contained in this human skin presents a static posture. Yes, it's static. Those gas fields are all condensed together, and there is no meaning of flowing at all. If Zhang Fan didn't pinch that piece of human skin harder and tighter, he would not feel the gas field in it.

"Is that the secret of death?"

Zhang Fan said, but he didn't care about the white dress ghost who was laughing wildly in the air. He poked his fingers into the back of the headless and skinnless corpse on the ground. In order to determine the air field inside, Zhang Fan directly sent out the evil spirit in his evil skeleton, and the scarlet evil spirit threads pierced into the meridians of the corpse.

Immediately, Zhang Fan felt the Qi of Yin evil accumulated in the corpse, accumulated in the body, coagulated but did not disperse.

"What's the secret of death? Smart boy, what do you know? I think your smart head is also very good. If you can use it for me, it's also a good thing. Ha ha ha, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me! "

The white dress female ghost's neck cavity sent out one after another sharp laughter, Zhang Fan even a little strange, this headless thing in the end is talking with what, what sharp smile.

"Well, I dare to give it to you. Do you dare to come and get it?"

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the white skirt beside the human skin shelf. The smile on her face was full of disdain.

"Jie, how can I do this? My good friend will put your head in my hand. Oh, I don't believe you. He's right behind you now. Jie Jie... "

The voice of the ghost in white skirt is not only gloomy, but also a bit of banter.

Her words made Zhang Fan feel awe inspiring. Turning to see before, but see Zhang Fan cut in half Jason, don't know when actually intact as before standing behind Zhang Fan. Jason had the machete in his hand. Zhang Fan took away his machete before, but on the steps, Zhang Fan threw away his machete in order to jump down with Miko. Who knows now the machete is back in Jason's hands.At this moment, Jason seems to be waiting for Zhang Fan to turn back. As soon as Zhang Fan's head was turned around, Jason cut off Zhang Fan's head with a machete that had been raised for a long time.

"You want to cut off my head, don't you?"

The expression on Zhang Fan's face was disdain.

He raised his left hand fiercely and clamped the body of the machete with two fingers. Put your right hand to your side.

Jason used to be a killer. But everyone behind Zhang Fan felt that Jason was just a little bigger baby in front of Zhang Fan.

"Roar -"

Jason let out a roar. The burly body trembled for a while, raised a foot to kick toward Zhang Fan's stomach.

Zhang Fan's evaluation of Jason has only two words - bulky!

I'm afraid Zhang fan can easily avoid such an attack by closing his eyes.

Zhang Fan's left hand suddenly forced a twist, just listen to a "click", Jason's hand machete was seemingly a random twist, so to twist off, the blade fell on Zhang Fan's hand.

At the next moment, Zhang Fan's whole body is close to Jason's arms, and the half machete of his left hand sweeps at Jason's stomach.

Jason is a big, powerful man with the smell of immortality. If ordinary people face Jason, they will be crushed, but is Van Gogh an ordinary person? Obviously not!

Zhang Fan's knife cut a hole in Jason's stomach. Then Zhang Fan poked his right hand into Jason's stomach.

"Never easy! The Lord's anger

When dealing with this big guy, Zhang Fan didn't recite the "ghost Killing Curse" as usual, instead, he concentrated on mobilizing the evil spirit contained in the evil spirit bone.

Just for a moment, a lot of evil spirit broke out from his right hand under the control of Zhang Fan.

The aggressiveness of Shaqi is very strong. With the explosion of those evil spirits, the Yin evil spirit which was almost solidified in Jason's body was eroded and assimilated by Zhang Fan's evil spirit in an instant, and then shot away quickly.

Originally, Jason's body was strong. Under the shock of this wave of evil spirit, his whole body exploded into a pile of debris!

"It's a good idea to take off my head. Unfortunately, your friend is not very good. I can crush ten or eight of them with one hand. Now, is it your turn? "

I shook the flesh and blood residue on my hands. Zhang Fan turned his head and looked coldly at the white dress ghost hiding behind the human skin shelf.

"It's impossible Jason, how could Jason How could... "

Although the white dress ghost has no face, but from her voice, everyone can hear the unspeakable surprise.

"It's time for you to play enough tricks, right? I can tell you responsibly. Before I find out the secret here, you really have a lot of chances to kill me. It's a pity that I have made the problem clear. Now the attack and defense are reversed

Zhang Fan gave a cold smile and stepped heavily on his right foot. The scarlet silk threads that ordinary people can't see begin to stretch towards every corner of the underground space with Zhang Fan's standing position as the center. The foot of that white skirt female ghost is naturally also full of red evil spirit silk thread.

"You, who are you..."

The voice of the ghost in the white dress became sharper, but this time the emotion contained in it was no longer surprise, but fear.

"It's none of your business who I am. As long as you keep this in mind, you are suicidal if you provoke me. That's enough. "

Zhang Fan said, the body suddenly move, toward the white skirt ghost. Snow White's body suddenly disappeared in the air. But the next second, the scarlet evil spirit threads all around the walls and the ground suddenly closed up, and directly covered a mass of human things inside. You don't have to ask the thing in the shape of a group of people. It's the white dress ghost.

Zhang Fan's footstep is on the ground a little bit, hurtle toward the air directly. And was covered in the evil spirit silk thread in the white skirt ghost also appeared at this time. Zhang Fan grabs the female ghost's skirt, and the evil spirit bursts out in his hand. In an instant, he wraps up the little half of the white skirt female ghost's skirt and pulls it down. The white skirt female ghost that was floating in the air is pulled directly to the ground, and Zhang Fan kicks it on the belly of the white skirt female ghost.

The white dress ghost was wrapped by the evil spirit silk thread, and there was no room for evasion. She was kicked by this kick and flew out with a scream.