Urban Witcher

Chapter 62

"Damn you!" Xiao Ma rushed towards the room and was grabbed by Ye Shaoyang.

"What are you doing? You forgot that this is an illusion, it's just something that happened in the past, what are you doing in there, go back to seventy years ago and save her?"

"******, beast, beast!" Pony's eyes turned red, and he cursed at the top of his voice, not knowing whether it was Da Zuo or the heartless Dong Ye.

"From this moment, the innocent and kind Feng Xinyu is dead." The man in white murmured, waved his hand again, and then opened the door. There was still a smear of blood, and she was crying, crying very sadly and desperately.

Ye Shaoyang sighed secretly, he could understand Feng Xinyu's mood at this time, her despair was not only because of being raped, but more importantly, it was her boyfriend's betrayal, which pushed her into the flames...

After an unknown amount of time, she stopped crying, crawled to the head of the bed, found a scalpel on the bedside table, brushed her messy hair with her hands, and laughed loudly. There was no longer pain and sadness in her eyes, only determination, only hate. Burn like a fire.

"Saburo Higashino, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

With a sound of "Puchi", the scalpel plunged deeply into her belly, and hot blood spurted out. She seemed to have forgotten the pain, and kept laughing, pushing the scalpel down...

Ye Shaoyang and Xiao Ma turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch this bloody and sad scene.

At this moment, the door was opened, and a black figure walked in, like a shadow in the sun, with a human body and facial features, but the whole body was pitch black, very tall, at least two meters tall, extremely thin, with two The arms and legs are very thin and long, and there are two horn-like things growing on both sides of the head.

It came to Feng Xinyu's side, and before she died, it squatted in front of her, opened its mouth, and blew on her.

"This is..." Ye Shaoyang looked back at the man in white.

"Evil spirits born of yin, come down from the ground, in the nest of yin."

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and said: "At that time, where did the Yin Nest come from?"

"It's already there. At least dozens of people died downstairs at that time. I'll tell you when I get out. Let's watch."

After the evil spirit took a breath, he stood aside, the ground under his feet cracked, and puffs of black air came out, circling up from Feng Xinyu's feet, enveloping her, shrinking her little by little, and sucking her into the crack.

A ghost was born like this. There is no longer a trace of kindness in its heart, only hatred.

Ye Shaoyang sighed secretly, with mixed feelings in his heart, shrouded in an inexplicable emotion, blocked and uncomfortable.

The man in white waved his hand again, and the scene changed again. It was dark, but the room was still the same, but the furnishings had changed. A female nurse was sitting on the bed, a bronze mirror was placed on the bedside table, and an oil lamp was lit next to it.

The little nurse was combing her hair in front of the mirror. Suddenly, she felt a bit itchy on her neck, as if someone had blown her breath. She hurriedly turned around, but there was nothing. The little nurse frowned and continued to comb her hair, humming a light tune .

In the mirror, her hand holding the comb was held by a white and tender hand. The little nurse was frightened on the spot. Looking in the mirror, a pair of black hair rose slowly from behind her, followed by a pale face. The face, a pair of blood-red eyes, glowed strangely under the candlelight.

"Xinyu!" The little nurse jumped up in fright, and turned around to look. Feng Xinyu was wearing a white dress, squatting on the bed in a weird posture, holding her comb in her hand, with a sly smile on the corner of her mouth. A cold voice said, "Let me comb your hair for you."

The little nurse was so frightened that she fell to the ground, trembling all over, and cried: "Sister Xinyu, we were good when you were alive, I never hurt you, and I secretly burned paper for you after you died, don't scare me !"

Feng Xinyu smiled evilly, without a trace of pity in his eyes, and said quietly: "Then come with me."

She twisted her body, like a mollusk, crawled up to the little nurse, opened her mouth, her tongue was divided into three forks like a snake letter, and when she licked the little nurse's face, a layer of flesh was torn off.

"Ah—" the little nurse screamed.

Feng Xinyu giggled, and caressed her face with a white palm, and suddenly forced two fingers into her eyes, and blood spurted out. At that time, holding a ball of hot white brains in the palm of his hand, he put it in his mouth and greedily licked it...

Xiao Ma couldn't bear to look any longer, lowered his head, and sighed deeply.

"Do you still want to watch?" the man in white asked.

"Look." Ye Shaoyang gritted his teeth, "I want to see how those two devils died."

"It's miserable." The man in white said, waved again, and the screen changed, and he came to the chief's office.

At dusk, the electric light was on in the office, and suddenly there were several short-circuiting sounds, the electric light flickered on and off, and finally went out. The Colonel lit the oil lamp on the table in the dark, arranged the files, stretched out his hand to open the drawer, and suddenly frowned. Wrinkled, a few strands of hair were found on top of a document in the drawer, the Colonel was stunned for a while, and opened the drawer completely.

Feng Xinyu's face was in the drawer, facing up, smiling sweetly at Dazuo.

With a scream of "Ah", he closed the drawer, kicked the bench away, ran to the door, tried to open the door, but couldn't open the door anyway, looked back in horror, a white hand stretched out to the drawer Outside, pull the drawer open, and then Feng Xinyu's head sticks out, the two eye sockets are empty, there are no eyeballs, and there are two black worms wriggling inside.

Colonel grinned stiffly, almost vomited.

Like a snake, Feng Xinyu twisted her body constantly, got out of the drawer, got stuck halfway, frowned, stretched her hand into the drawer, tore it, threw a piece of bloody flesh on the ground, and stretched it in again , and tore it again... until the ground was full of minced meat, she slid out of the drawer with both hands, the meat of the buttocks and two thighs were torn apart, and two white thigh bones stood out , Crawled towards the Colonel, his two calves were turned out, dripping with blood.

The pony covered his mouth, his stomach groaned, and he almost spat it out.

Looking at Feng Xinyu who was slowly crawling over, the Colonel screamed in despair, pulled out his saber, and slashed at Feng Xinyu, a stream of blood spurted out, Feng Xinyu's head was split in half, there was no brain inside, only countless black Small bugs, mixed with plasma, crawled around in the skull.

"Wow..." Xiaoma finally couldn't help it, bent over and vomited, but he didn't vomit anything. Thinking that the man in white probably did something to keep him from being too embarrassed in his dream, he raised his head and looked again. .

Feng Xinyu raised his hands, put his head together, hugged the chief's neck, stuck out his three-pronged tongue, licked his face, tore off a piece of flesh, and chewed relish.

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and said: "There is an old saying in Huaguo, I can't wait to eat your meat, I didn't expect that she really did it."

"Haha, haha..." Feng Xinyu laughed loudly, licked it once, his ears disappeared, he licked it again, his nose disappeared, and another lick, his scalp was torn off... Da Zuo screamed again and again, as if In line with Feng Xinyu's rhythm. ...

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