Nightmare Apostle

Looking around, he was surrounded by paper boats. Gray mist filled the vicinity of the paper boats. The pale paper figures were staring at him. The scene was chilling.

Kuang Hongyi regretted that he should not have let Yang Xiao go. The fog barrier formed by the paper boat blocked his sight. Now he could not see further outside at all. He suspected that Yang Xiao had abandoned them, "You can hide for a while , You can't hide for the rest of your life, how can you fight Shi Dali without us?" Now Kuang Hongyi only hopes that Yang Xiao is not a fool.

Wow...

Wow...

Kuang Hongyi heard a sound of water, like something paddling, right behind him.

He turned around suddenly and looked underwater, only to see a vague figure floating in the black water, approaching him.

The figure's body was twisted and its movements were very weird, completely unlike what a normal person could do, until Kuang Hongyi noticed a thick hemp rope tied behind the figure.

He knew what this was, it was the martial artist killed by the Feng family! After his death, he was tied to the boat and bled. It was his blood that attracted the ghosts nearby.

"No, why are you coming here to cause trouble at this time?" Kuang Hongyi almost cried, "I didn't kill you. If you have the ability, go find Mr. Feng and the others!"

But the other party obviously didn't understand what he was talking about. He kept approaching the boat where Kuang Hongyi was in a strange swimming posture, swimming with his body lying down, but his head, which was soaked and white, turned 180 degrees, and two The bulging dead fish eyes stared straight at Kuang Hongyi.

Now it is no better than before. The surrounding paper boats are getting closer and closer, and Kuang Hongyi's range of activities is greatly restricted. Now that such a ghost appears, it is really worse.

At first, Kuang Hongyi tried to hide for a while, but then he found that the corpse seemed to be no big deal. It was just a little scary, but it moved very slowly, and it was tied up with a rope. Its range of movement was even worse than his own, so Kuang Hongyi removed it. The boat stopped at a place just out of reach of the other party. He watched the body flopping around and stretched his arms as hard as he could to grab his boat, but he just missed it every time.

"Useless stuff!"

When he was annoyed by the beating, Kuang Hongyi would pick up the oar and give the corpse a few blows on the head, or push the corpse into the water to calm him down.

Kuang Hongyi would not have thought of the despair Su Tingting was facing at this moment. In the cabin, incredible things were happening. The paper man reflected in the mirror was completely different from the paper man in reality. Every time Su Tingting opened his eyes to the fragrance, Blow on it and the movements of the paper man in the mirror will change.

First he turned his head, then turned around, and then stood up... Now the paper man in the mirror had drawn his sword with his backhand and strode towards him.

The sword reflected by the bronze mirror is not as simple as a paper sword, but a real sword, with sharp edges on the blade, reflecting the cold light.

But the strange thing is that the male paper man is not walking towards Su Tingting, but towards the female paper man on the wedding bed.

After a moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Su Tingting's mind. She turned the bronze mirror upside down and pointed it at the paper figurine on the bed, or to be precise, at the paper figurine's belly.

The next second, Su Tingting's breathing stopped. She saw clearly that a pair of small hands were vaguely exposed under the bulging belly of the paper girl.

The fingers of the little hand were clearly defined and glowed with a strange dark green color. They were placed close to the pale belly, as if they would pop out at any time.

Immediately afterwards, a grimace suddenly appeared under the paper belly. The grimace was facing the direction of Su Tingting, with a ferocious face, as if he was smiling.

No, this damn thing... this damn thing is just laughing!

Su Tingting had already heard a burst of faint laughter, but this laughter did not come from the paper woman behind her, but...it came from her body, her belly!

He suddenly opened his clothes, and a pair of small hands and a dark-blue grimace suddenly appeared under his belly. Now Su Tingting completely understood that the paper man on the bed was himself tonight. This was also part of the ceremony, and the male paper man All you have to do is slash with your sword.

She didn't know what the result would be, and she had no time to care about it now, but there were only two results: first, hack the ghost fetus and the paper girl to death, and it would be over. Second, cut the belly of the paper girl to release the ghost fetus.

It's a pity that no matter which outcome, her fate is bound to the paper girl. As the second young mistress's substitute, she will die.

She couldn't help but have a thought in her mind, maybe she shouldn't get on this ship. If she didn't come, the paper man wouldn't move, and then what happened later wouldn't happen.

But soon, this idea was overturned. The Feng family had already planned all this. No matter what she did, the result would not change, sooner or later. But on boarding the ship, there was still a glimmer of hope tonight. She believed Yang Xiao, this is also her last hope.

After several experiments, Su Tingting also discovered some patterns. As long as he pointed a mirror at the paper man, the opponent's movement speed would be greatly slowed down.

But it only slowed down. The male paper man still held the sword and got closer to the female paper man on the bed. The ghost fetus in the female paper man's belly couldn't wait any longer.

The moment the paper man slashed with his sword, he died.

At this moment, Su Tingting no longer had any other thoughts. After pointing the mirror at the paper man, she squatted in front of the incense burner and blew air from left to right. She no longer hesitated or feared. Only the last thought was left, to let These three sticks of incense were burned into two short and one long sticks.

"Mr. Chu, the rest... is up to you!"

Yang Xiao naturally couldn't hear what Su Tingting and Kuang Hongyi were thinking at this moment. He tightly grasped the paper with the birth date of the second young lady, and his eyes repeatedly wandered over the eight paper figures.

He only had one chance. If he made the wrong choice, everyone would die.

But it must be said that the Feng family was very well prepared. These paper figures were almost the same in workmanship and shape, and Shi Dali, who was hidden among them, was also a ruthless person. He could remain motionless for such a long time, so that Yang Xiao could not find any flaws.

There was no time left. Yang Xiao knew that if he didn't make a decision, Su Tingting and Kuang Hongyi would definitely die. But if he blindly chose one of the eight paper figures, the probability of success was too low.

There was only one way left. Even though the risk was great, Yang Xiao decided to take a gamble. He looked at the iron hook on the bow used to fix the rope, and made up his mind to stretch his palm over and scratch the hook hard. The flesh was scraped and blood gushed out like money.

As the blood dripped into the lake, almost instantly, the paper figures on the nearby boats seemed to have received the signal at the same time, and their heads turned 180 degrees, staring at Yang Xiao behind them, but Yang Xiao suddenly smiled, because only one of these paper figures did not turn his head.

The next second, Yang Xiao suddenly swung the oars and controlled the boat to crash into the only paper figure that did not turn its head.

"Brother Shi, I'm coming!!"