It was so late that Jia Luo ran from the door of the inner hall to the entrance.

The gentlemen in the audience seemed to be delayed, and only then did they exclaim in front of Jia Luo.

"Fuck, what kind of development is this?"

"what's the situation?"

"Uh... Sure enough, according to the urine nature of this world, it will become like this?"

"The painting style changes in seconds!"

"Change your head, that's how ghost movies are painted."

"The painting style of the ghost film that knocks down the door is not bad, I'm afraid it's not the Lin Zhenying series!"

"Please, this is not that kind of door, the kind of door you pull..."

……

After the shoe was cut off, although Jia Luo was thinking about it, the movements of his hands and body did not hesitate at all.

Da strode to the entrance below, pulled the slightly frightened Sheming Wan, and stretched out his hand to unscrew the door leading to the outside world.

At a time like this... wouldn't it be better to slam the door open?

But as soon as Jia Luo saw the door, he simply gave up the idea he learned from the movie.

Because that thing is a security door.

From that "Fearless Epic Challenger LV2", he got twice the improvement in physical fitness, not to say that he has become a superman.

The number was two, not twenty.

It's better to say that if he was really a superman, he would just turn around and pin that grieving ghost to the ground.

Audience masters also discussed this appellation.

"Fuck, am I the only one who notices the protagonist's reaction speed and escape speed? It's too fast!"

"Isn't this normal? What skills..."

"Fearless Epic Challenger LV2..."

"Tsk tsk, the divine ability to double your physical fitness in an instant..."

"According to the fact that the protagonist's skills can double the physical fitness, the running speed should also be doubled?"

"I remember that the protagonist's 10-meter speed seems to be 5 seconds, and twice that is [-] seconds to [-] meters... terrible"

"Fuck, just rub Bolt on the ground!"

"It feels very imprecise, just double it..."

"(Yellow letter) I also think it is not rigorous. After all, it seems that this is not only the strengthening speed, but also the all-round strengthening, and there is no sequelae. According to the promotion, is the muscle strength doubled? Is the blood circulation? Has it also doubled? Has the respiratory rate also doubled? Has the immune function also doubled? Has the energy decomposed from a portion of glucose also doubled... I can't tell. "

"Fuck, it sounds a little scary..."

"Fantasy"

"Anyway, it's definitely not a human being..."

"Half murloc: Hehe, it's not a matter of one punch and two cakes when we meet us, twice as many human scums, isn't it still scum..."

"Forehead……"

"Uh……"

"It makes sense!"

……

Are you going to have trouble with the half-murloc?

At this time, I have to pull it out and compare myself...

Jia Luo ignored the gentlemen in the audience, and decided not to care about what the married woman named Zhongchuan was, but to leave here first.

As long as he can leave here, even if this guy is some ghost king.

When he finds a rescuer, he should kneel or kneel.

Jia Luo may not have much confidence in other supernatural powers, but he should not be too handy with supernatural powers like ghosts.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about wizards who are not so professional, Jia Luo knows a lot of Yimi University, not to mention there is a Black Star Queen who is almost like a demon god.

Not to mention those professional ghost exorcising experts, the holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the genius onmyoji from the local onmyoji, and Ke Zong from the infinite dimension.

One of the Celtic gods owes him favors, and they want to exorcise ghosts, that is to say, a thing.

If it doesn't work, let's find out about the main gun of the Celtic starship...

Adding up all the zeros and zeros, let alone exorcising ghosts, you can walk sideways like a king crab when you go to a ghost town.

Although Jia Luo didn't know if there was such a thing as a ghost town in this world.

Especially something like the underworld and the earth.

But this does not prevent him from trusting the exorcism experts at the level of his own luxury group.

kindness……

Having said that, isn't my backing a bit too much?

(Uh... why the more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm the second-generation idiot in some novels or TV shows. My family has many backers, so I'm a famous person if I just pull it out...)

Jia Luo suddenly realized that he seemed to have accidentally become the second-generation cannon fodder whose family came to seek revenge for the protagonist after being killed?

While erratic, he quickly reached out his hand to pull the door...

But right now...

Pulling the porch was stretched.

As if being dragged by some invisible force, the escape corridor was pulled out of sight.

The door that was within reach, suddenly became far away...very far away.

"Door……"

Seeing this classic ghost movie scene, She Mingwan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Well, I don't know if it's an illusion, but how did Jia Luo feel about this guy? It's because his eyes were wide open, so he exclaimed excitedly.

Isn't this too courageous? !

While thinking about this, Jia Luo turned his eyes to the shoe cabinet next to him.

There were sneers everywhere.

Close to the ear from far to near.

The air was cold.

As dense as the disgusting air in the blood.

Suddenly the lights disappeared.

It was still afternoon, but there was no light outside the window.

In an instant, the road ahead turned into a deep black.

The black and white funeral decorations are even more spooky and...

Look carefully... only to find that those decorations are not black decorations... but thick hair.

And on the weird passage of the door and the porch, these hairs are filled, surging like a dark tide, and rolling and wriggling like a big black snake.

Sisi's hoarse voice, I don't know if it's the cold wind, or the strange sound of long hair caressing.

Turn around and see.

"Mingzi...she's so lonely...ah!"

The wife named Nakagawa looked at Jia Luo and Shemeimaru with a smile.

She holds a knife.

The knife started to drip blood, drop, drop...

Falling on the wooden board on the ground, it was faint and piercingly cold.

Where did the blood come from?

It turned out that the coagulated blood clot on the knife was slowly...waking up?

Walking towards Jia Luo and the others step by step.

The long skirt dragged on the ground, slowly turning an ominous blood red.

pat!

There is thick blood under the feet.

Hey, this physics is not conserved!

Jia Luo complained from the bottom of his heart, how could such a little blood on the knife dye the skirt red and even the ground red.

Logically speaking, ordinary people should have chills on their backs at this time, and feel that their backs are soaked in cold sweat, and those who are more timid may directly run out of shit in fright.

but……

Jia Luo felt a little tricky and troublesome.

Shemingwan feels a little excited and amazed.

kindness……

They're not normal people anyway.

However, seeing the grieving ghost seemed to be walking slowly towards this side, as if he wanted to destroy Jia Luo and Shemingwan's spirit step by step.

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