Wang Yanran was incredibly perceptive in understanding men's thoughts; she reacted instantly.
Like a childhood sweetheart? Like an ex-girlfriend? Or like a wife?
"Do my eyes look like someone's?" Wang Yanran asked cautiously, feigning ignorance.
"Your eyes look so much like your wife's."
Wang Yanran was overjoyed. She felt that she had successfully escaped death and was sure to live!
However, before she could finish being happy, Fang Xiu's expression suddenly changed.
He lowered his head and leaned down in front of Wang Yanran.
A hideous, terrifying face filled with boundless hatred came into Wang Yanran's view.
A suppressed, frantic voice rang in her ears: "So you deserve to die!!"
When Wang Yanran saw this face, she was instantly terrified. The fear she felt when she first encountered a strange event when she was still an ordinary person involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
That endless fear was truly despairing and devastating; it was indescribable.
And now, she is experiencing that fear again.
However, she just couldn't understand why someone whose eyes looked like your wife's should die.
After all, they were husband and wife for a night, so what grudge could they not hold onto? Is it really necessary to harbor such deep hatred?
Sure enough, men are all the same.
At this moment, Fang Xiu raised the scalpel, which transformed into a silver light and stabbed towards her neck.
Wang Yanran's pupils contracted uncontrollably, and her thoughts drifted away instantly.
The scalpel is very close to the neck and moves very quickly, so time should pass in the blink of an eye.
But Wang Yanran felt it was a long time; her thoughts seemed to return to the first strange incident.
At that time, she was just an ordinary person, but the men treated her like a princess, pampering her and allowing her to eat fruit platters and drink alcohol in any private room without paying, and even receiving money in return.
But this wonderful life changed completely in an accident. One night, after finishing her night shift, she accidentally entered a strange realm where there was no food and no way out.
There, she encountered many trapped men, and in a state of fear, any negative emotions are amplified infinitely.
Therefore, she was like a sheep that had fallen into a wolf pack, or a doll that was manipulated at will.
However, she did not give up. Instead, when there was no food, she kept going from man to man, eating their leftovers. Although they were not tasty, they were very nutritious.
Ultimately, when everyone was too weak from hunger to survive and began to prey on others, she, being the strongest, survived and eventually awakened her spirituality, becoming a Spirit Master.
Perhaps because she had been treated like a doll for a long time, she longed to become the master, which is why she awakened the puppet's abilities.
Sometimes she thinks, maybe... if she hadn't been so vain in college and hadn't wanted to buy luxury handbags, perhaps she wouldn't have gone astray, and she wouldn't have encountered the strange person after her night shift...
A flash of silver light brought Wang Yanran's thoughts to an abrupt halt.
The cold scalpel pierced her fair neck, and warm blood flowed out along the blade.
"Feel my pain! Hehehe..."
Accompanied by a terrifying, sinister laugh, Wang Yanran was plunged into boundless agony.
He eventually died in agony.
Perhaps Fang Xiu didn't know Wang Yanran's tragic past, but even if he did, he would still kill her.
Because your misery has nothing to do with me.
He who kills will be killed by others.
After dealing with Wang Yanran, Fang Xiu suddenly heard some unusual noises behind him.
He turned around and saw that Wang Erni's long silver hair had fallen off on its own and was crawling rapidly on the ground like a spider.
Just when Fang Xiu thought it was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, the silver hair went straight for Shen Lingxue in the mud pit.
Whoosh!
The silver hair adhered to Shen Lingxue's black hair, just like dyeing, and the waterfall of black hair instantly faded little by little, gradually turning into silver.
Just as the silver hair possessed her, Shen Lingxue, who had been unconscious, strangely opened her eyes. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes at first, then they filled with killing intent, hatred, and rage...
And her body began to twist as she stood up, covered in mud.
As she stood up, an eerie aura began to spread, and her silver hair began to float and dance wildly, defying gravity.
Clearly, a new host for the Hair Monster is rising.
Snap!
Fang Xiu appeared before Shen Lingxue like a ghost and slapped her hard across the face.
Interrupt spellcasting!
As an unbearable pain was injected, Shen Lingxue's eyes rolled back and she fainted again.
Thump!
She fell into the mud puddle again, and her once flowing silver hair drooped down.
Whoosh!
A flash of silver light.
The scalpel slid close to Shen Lingxue's scalp.
Fang Xiu instantly grabbed Shen Lingxue's long silver hair, and Shen Lingxue's hair, which had been long and straight, was now cut into a buzz cut.
It wasn't that Fang Xiu wanted to cut off so many hairs; the main problem was that only the roots of Shen Lingxue's hair hadn't been infected and hadn't turned silver.
Otherwise, he would have shaved his head long ago.
Upon touching the long silver hair, it wriggled wildly like a living octopus, the strands constantly wrapping around Fang Xiu's arm, seemingly trying to climb up his arm to his head.
"Want to parasitize me? As you wish."
Fang Xiu laughed, and then pressed his long silver hair onto his head.
After a sudden itch on his scalp, he took out his phone to look at himself and discovered that his black hair had disappeared, replaced by a cascade of silver hair.
Then, he felt a strange and evil aura begin to invade his mind, seemingly trying to twist it.
When this aura entered his mind, he felt nothing; in fact, he even felt a little like laughing.
That's it?
Immediately, Fang Xiu manipulated his jet-black spiritual energy to reverse the influence on his silver hair.
When the power of pain, carrying endless hatred, surged into the silver-haired man's long hair, it seemed to be startled and its fur instantly bristled!
Fang Xiu suddenly sported an afro.
However, with a cold snort from Fang Xiu, the long silver hair instantly retracted, rapidly shortening and becoming incredibly close to the body.
It eventually became Fang Xiu's form... his original hairstyle.
The silver color has turned back to black.
Having finally defeated all the enemies, Fang Xiu sheathed his scalpel and tucked it into his waistband.
The terrifying black aura emanating from him, along with the countless eerie phantoms that roared, slowly dissipated at that moment.
The bloodshot light in his right eye disappeared, replaced by a clear black and white pupil. His face was no longer ferocious, and he returned to his usual calm.
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