The World Has Problems

However, with a flash of the knife, a masked head flew out of the darkness.

Among the splashed blood, the high priest frowned when he saw the human head rolling to his feet.

"Who the hell are you?" The high priest's expression was extremely serious.

And in the darkness, a long laugh sounded.

"Who am I? Hahahahahahahahaha..."

"Whispering leads to the rising of dragons from the sky, and the cry of swords and frost covers heaven and earth."

"The current Peng Yi covers the past and the present, and discusses the way of the swordsman and the Shu."

In the strong wind, Lin Yuanfei's figure slowly came out from the darkness.

The long knife dripping with blood slowly fell from his hand.

In the dim light, his smile was unbearable, "I'm on my way to Shu, do you have any advice from cultists?"

The moment he saw his face clearly, the high priest frowned.

"You bastard... want to sabotage our great god drop ceremony?"

Lin Yuanfei smiled, his eyes swept over the faces of all the cult members.

Then, he flicked the knife in his hand lightly.

"Ten people...well, it's okay, not too many."

Lin Yuanfei smiled, without any intention of answering the other party's question, and rushed out instantly.

His face was cold.

The knife in his hand was thrown out directly.

"Kill all of you, that's all!"

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In addition, the finger is much better today, and it is estimated that there is no problem. After all, the surface layer of the skin was corroded a little. At that time, it was rinsed with clean water for a long time, so it was not serious. Thank you for your concern.

194 Raising Ghosts

Under the dark sky, the wind became more and more violent.

Thick dark clouds covered the entire sky.

On the vast expanse of the sea, there are huge waves.

In the sky, it began to rain heavily.

The torrential rain carried lightning, thunder, and strong winds, attacking everything under the sky.

The dark isolated island in the storm was surrounded by stormy waves, and no ship dared to go to sea at such a time.

Of course, the residents of this island do not need to go to sea.

The brightly lit shrines still stubbornly turned on their own lights in the dark.

For those believers who are waiting for the god descending ceremony, this storm may be a test for the descending of the gods.

But for Busujima Saeko who is fleeing, this storm can help them wash away their footprints, and no one will be able to track them down.

Five minutes after the torrential rain began to fall, the drenched women finally arrived at their destination.

The entrance to the deserted drain.

The pitch-black entrance to the drainage ditch looked eerie and terrifying.

Listening to the roar of thunder and lightning flashing in the night sky, feeling the violent wind and rain all around, Ju Chuan Shizuka, who was all wet, couldn't help shivering.

"Sae... Saeko, is it really safe here?"

Ju Chuan Shizuka hugged her shoulders, shivering in the cold wind.

Her clothes were completely soaked by the rain, and the thin white cloth was completely attached to the skin, revealing the color of the underwear under the clothes.

Beside her, Saeko Busujima was in the same situation, her whole body was drenched by the heavy rain, and the cold rainwater continued to drip down along the curve of the female body.

However, compared to Ju Chuan Shizuka's fear and anxiety, Busujima Saeko was very calm.

In the storm, she raised her head, glanced at the direction of the agency, and said slowly.

"Don't worry, Miss Shizuka, it's safe here."

With that said, she walked in first.

"My wife and classmate, are you there?"

Saeko Busujima softly called the two girls inside, telling them of her presence, "We rescued Shizuka-sensei."

However, no one answered her in the dark abandoned drain.

Her voice echoed in the narrow and dark space, inexplicably looking a little gloomy.