Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

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"Xiao Li and Li Mei nodded at the same time: Good!"

"Then, they took out the paper money for the incense candles they had bought, put them in the pots prepared in advance, and then carefully lit them."

"The pungent smell of incense candles mixed with the burnt smell of burning paper money penetrated into the noses of the three of them."

"Xiaoli kept throwing handfuls of paper money into the basin."

"However, the knocking on the door continued."

"Also, the voice is getting louder."

"In the end, the iron gates started to vibrate."

"Oh!"

"There is a hole in the middle of the iron gate!"

"what!"

"Seeing this, the three of them screamed in fright at the same time."

"Li Mei's voice trembled violently."

"A stream of liquid seeped out directly from her jeans!"

"Under extreme fear, Li Mei's body has lost active control."

"However, no one laughed at her."

"Because...Liu Xiao and Xiaoli are also not much better."

"Their faces are also as dead ashes, extremely ugly."

"Their eyes are fixed on the crumbling iron gate, as if the pen fairy outside will smash the iron gate in the next second and come in directly!"

"Fear hits them all over their bodies."

"Xiaoli's trembling voice: Xiaoxiao, it's useless!"

"Hearing this, Liu Xiao gritted her silver teeth: Shame on you!! If this is the case, then let's splash it with black dog blood!!"

"Xiaoli is careful: do you want to put it in?"

"Liu Xiao nodded fiercely: Yes!"

"Xiao Li was stunned."

"This idea is not an ordinary adventure!"

"You even took the initiative to let the pen fairy in!"

"Isn't this equivalent to sending you to death?"

"Xiaoli hesitated: Xiaoxiao, is there any other way?"

"Liu Xiao shook her head directly: This method is the only feasible one! We must fight with it! Otherwise, we will always be passive, and we will never be able to turn around!"

"In the end, Xiaoli chose to compromise."

"However, soon, there was another problem in front of them..."

25: Scared to death alive

"The problem is very real, that is who will open the door!"

"Xiaoli stared at Wang Qian: Qianqian, I... Shall I open the door?"

"Hearing this, Wang Qian frowned: There is only one pot of black dog blood, if you can be sure that you can pour it on Bixian accurately, then I can open the door."

"As soon as these words came out, Xiaoli was dumbfounded."

"She really can't guarantee this."

"Once they fail to win, it means that their last hole cards are completely gone."

"This is no joke."

"Thinking of this, Xiaoli looked terrified: either...or I'll drive."

"Wang Qian looked at her seriously: Xiaoli, don't worry, with me behind, I will protect you!"

"Xiaoli didn't speak, she stood up slowly, and moved towards the door."

"Although the distance is only a few meters, for Xiaoli, it is like a natural moat."

"Her breathing became more and more rapid."

"Especially when she looked at the iron gate, one deep pit after another began to appear."

"Her heart is starting to shudder."

"Both palms are covered with cold sweat."