The evil creature in the coffin is coming out

Looking at the ugly ghost hand sticking out of the coffin, Zhang Yuanqing's heart in his chest beat wildly, his ears were filled with "bang bang" sounds, and an uncontrollable fear surged up, destroying his calmness.

Under the influence of this fear, his body trembled slightly and his hands and feet trembled.

I, my fear was magnified. After all, Zhang Yuanqing was experienced and immediately realized that the dream master in the dark was doing something bad.

Amplifying emotions. Devouring reason is the speciality of illusionists. He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress his fear. However, the fear in his heart did not subside, but intensified, almost destroying his reason. This was not an ordinary illusionist, but a level 6 dream finder. It only took a moment for a level 6 dream master to trigger the emotions of a level 4 kidney master.

The reason why Zhang Yuanqing did not collapse instantly was that, on the one hand, the Night Wandering God had a strong soul and also had the ability in the field of illusion. On the other hand, he had been practicing the Pure Yang Body Wash for some time, and his resistance to the protective effect was extremely strong. The way to get out of the dream is very simple, just wake up. Zhang Yuanqing whispered to himself, and with a shock of spirit, he rushed to Chen Xuedao on the other side of the campfire and shouted, "Godfather, wake up, wake up." Zhang Yuanqing crossed the campfire and stretched out his hand to push Chen Xuedao's shoulder. However, his hand penetrated the mountain god, and he recognized that it was not everyone who was dragged into the dream, but he was dragged into the dream. When did he enter the dream? When the door was closed.

Or even earlier. When the door of the charity cemetery was blown open. Hmm. Zhang Yuanqing broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, the coffin lid was blown away by a huge force and fell to the ground with a loud thud. A twisted, terrifying figure stood up straight from the coffin. He had a human appearance, but four heads grew on his shoulders. Each head was highly rotten, with a swollen face and an ugly face.

Really, the white copper made a series of clicks, and the four heads turned 180 degrees and turned towards Zhang Yuanqing. 4. Two terrible. Children's voices. They stared at him miserably. With the weak light of the fire, Zhang Yuanqing saw their appearance clearly. They were the four escorts who disappeared mysteriously. They should be monsters transformed by my inner worries, not the real evil in the coffin. As soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw the monster soar into the air, straight out of the coffin, like a high-speed car, rushing towards him savagely. Zhang Yuanqing retreated again and again, and in the process, he kept trying the new escape technique of night travel, but all failed. The inventory could not be opened either. He had encountered this situation once before, when Deacon Pang used props to assassinate him.

The white-clothed man in the dream was almost invincible in killing people. Zhang Yuanqing still has psychological trauma when he recalls it now, but at that time he had Master Wuhen to assist him. But now he is in the dungeon, and no one can help him anymore. As his thoughts flew, Zhang Yuanqing paused and drew out his steel knife to chop at the oncoming monster. When the sharp blade chopped in the middle of the monster, the head splashed with dazzling sparks. The blade instantly rolled up Zhang Yuanqing's knives, cracking the tiger's mouth, blood flowing, and the pain almost made him unable to hold the knife. Oh, the four heads of the monster spewed out smelly black smoke.

The sharp nails on his arms were raised. The sharp nails stabbed forward suddenly, so fast that Zhang Yuanqing's eyes blurred, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Ten black nails pierced into his chest. Without thinking, he kicked the monster's chest as hard as steel, and took advantage of the situation. A low roar came from the mouths of the four monsters, and with a leap, they easily flew over seven or eight meters to kill him. Zhang Yuanqing didn't even have a chance to check his injuries. After falling down, he rolled over without thinking, and the four monsters jumped over, leaning over and stabbing his nails again and again, but missed again and again. The attack method of this monster is the same as the zombie movies I watched when I was a child. This is a nightmare extracted from the shadow of my childhood. Zhang Yuanqing's psychological sense of crisis increased greatly. He accelerated the rolling. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his waist and back, and the rolling momentum was blocked, and he hit the pillar. Damn it. Zhang Yuanqing's face changed slightly, and the next second, the stench of his skin was overwhelming. He hastily raised the knife horizontally and raised it upwards, nailing

The shiny black nails pierced the blade. Then, the silky hand squeezed hard. The metal twisted, and the cast iron steel knife was actually squeezed into a steel bar. Zhang Yuanqing, whose scalp was numb, quickly rolled past the monster's feet and supported the ground with his arms. He tried to open the partition door.

Moreover. But no matter how hard he tried, the door was just a frame, and the vibration could not open it. In desperation, he had to run towards the coffins. The ping-pong ping-pong sound continued, and Zhang Yuanqing used obstacles to deal with the monsters. The broken bodies in the coffins flew away one by one, and his situation became more and more dangerous. The more powerful the dream master, the more dangerous the dream. The greater the level gap between the two sides.

After falling into the dream, the more oppression he received, the stronger it became. Zhang Yuanqing was directly suppressed into an ordinary person. Who are you? Come out, come out for me, Zhang Yuanqing roared in exasperation while avoiding the monster's pursuit. While speaking, he was stabbed twice by the monster. The wound was not big, but he was covered in blood. Huahua showed up the person behind the scenes, but he never responded. Both sides trembled for a few minutes. Zhang Yuanqing, who was just an ordinary person in the dream, was more and more seriously injured, and his movements gradually slowed down. Finally, in the monster's pursuit, he was not lucky enough to dodge and was stabbed by a jump.

Pierced the heart! The fierce monster raised his arms, like a spear, and lifted Zhang Yuanqing up high. You actually have no backup plan. Suddenly, a soft voice came. Zhang Yuanqing raised his head and looked into the abyss. He saw a figure suddenly appear beside the monster. This was a plump, tall and very attractive woman. He had a beautiful face, and his eyebrows were filled with moving spring love, just like a ripe peach, and anyone could take a bite of it.

Yin Chuanmei and Zhang Yuanqing blurted out. His face changed drastically, full of shock. This was not a disguise, but a real emotion. Yin Chuanmei was a high-level saint of the Southern School of the Nihilistic Sect, a well-known evil profession. The official can compile a large number of his resumes. This person is very powerful and is a sixth-level

The best of the best. Even his father Yang couldn't kill him. As a dream master, he came and went without a trace, and most of the time he was nowhere to be seen, but he would kill official walkers before and after the annual killing copy.

And he likes to pick handsome men. His way of harvesting is not to kill, but to turn male walkers into his slaves for his pleasure. In addition, this person has a strong tendency to be masochistic. He risked his life several times to actively experience Fu Qingyang's skills. He was able to escape from Fu Qingyang several times, which shows his strength. When Li Xianzhong carried out a terrorist attack in Songhai, Yin Chuanmei attacked Fu Qingyang to delay time for the former.

Zhang Yuanqing still remembers Fu Qingyang's evaluation of this woman. He was crazy when he heard her say his name. Yin Chuanmei's life, you know me. Well, you are the Night Wanderer of Taiyi Sect. You are not high-level. How can I match with a reptile like you? I don't know

What do you really look like? What a pity, you are too weak. If you die in a dream, you will die in reality. He was bright and charming, with a smile on his lips and a playful look in his eyes, like a cat playing with a mouse. He didn't recognize me, I still look like Lin Ci. Zhang Yuanqing was hanging in the air with a pale and weak face, holding on to his breath and said, how did you find me?

Can you tell me? Let me die knowingly. Yin Chuanmei said with a smile, guess? Zhang Yuanqing looked at him with disappointment, the light in his eyes dimmed and filled with dead silence. He was dead. Outside, the wind and rain were raging. The fire in the charity cemetery was swaying. The escorts were sitting cross-legged by the campfire, sleeping with their heads down. Near the door, Chen Wei was leaning against her lover. Lin Ci was sleeping soundly, and suddenly Lin Ci's body turned into a stream of light and dissipated. Chen Wei tilted her body and opened her relaxed sleepy eyes. At this time, another temporary figure appeared in his big, dark and bright eyes. He appeared out of thin air, and I don't know when he came to Chen Wei, holding a small and exquisite purple gold pumpkin hammer in his hand, and smashed it on his head. Peng Chenwei's head exploded like a watermelon, and brain tissue and bones burst out. Her delicate body shook violently, and then fell backwards and died. I killed Yin Chuanmei. Looking at the blood-stained headless female corpse. Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and delighted. Although the enemy was Yin Chuanmei, which was a little unexpected for him, the development of the matter was as he expected. Chen Xuedao's words gave him inspiration. Since he couldn't get rid of the dream, he would stay awake. If he was awake, he wouldn't be afraid of the dream master.

So, he took the initiative to go out and pick up dry wood, and secretly used the eight-foot mirror to create an identical clone for himself. The real body used the night tour, left, hid outside Yizhuang, and used the induction with the clone to closely monitor every move in Yizhuang. In the dream before, Yin Chuanmei was late to show up, and he did not dare to attack rashly. When the other party's thoughts appeared in the dream, he decisively sneaked into Yizhuang and attacked the fragile palm dream envoy. The woman that Fu Qingyang had not killed was shot in the head by him with a hammer. To be on the safe side. See if the blood disaster is still there. Zhang Yuanqing took out the ghost mirror and looked at his face. He saw that the blood light between his eyebrows and eyes in the bronze mirror was shrouded in blood. This... His expression changed. At the same time, someone said coldly, how did you find me? With this sentence, the picture changed instantly, and the crackling bonfire disappeared. Zhang Yuanqing found himself standing in the yard of Yizhuang, standing in the stormy night, with a lattice door reflecting the faint firelight.

Less than ten steps away from him, he didn't even enter the charity cemetery. Everything he saw just now was an illusion. The lattice door opened, and Chen Wei walked out with a gloomy face. He was still beautiful and bright, but he lacked the carefree and cheerfulness of the fire master. He looked at Lin Ci in the courtyard and asked again, how did you find me? The previous playfulness in the dream disappeared, and it was not so easy to kill him. Hey, he didn't attack me immediately just now. The low level of the fake body does not mean the low level of the real body. He is not sure of my strength, so he delays time to summon the princess.

Zhang Yuanqing pulled the corner of his mouth, and Guess Yin Meichuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Yuanqing for a moment. Suddenly he laughed, I said, why is the opponent so weak, it turns out that it is a clone, I didn't even see who you are. I am more and more curious about your identity. After the Ghost King of Lingdu was promoted to the master, I have dealt with the sixth-level star officials of Taiyi Sect more or less, you are not like them. While communicating with Princess Yin Yao and Blood Rose outside the charity cemetery, Zhang Yuanqing tensed his nerves, concentrated on the confrontation, and pulled up the corner of his mouth again. Guess Yin Chuanmei reached out to catch a string of raindrops under the eaves, and said with a smile, he actually saw through my vest. Then you should know how I saw through you. Tell the truth.

If there were no restrictions, I would have killed you last night. What restrictions? At this point, Zhang Yuanqing was sure that the other party was afraid. So he was testing with words, happy to bluff and get information. It was the time when I listened to music in the brothel, I rejected you. Yin Chuanmei nodded slightly. You and I both know the relationship between Lin Ci and Chen Wei.

A young man who was full of blood and had tasted the taste of women, when conditions allowed, actually rejected his lover's request for sex. Apart from the hypocrites of your official order and high moral standards, I really can't think of any other possibility. There should be. This is just a coincidence that put us together as a couple. Thinking of sleeping in the same bed with this woman and kissing her with tongue, Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart. This is a person at the peak of level six.

Who? He asked tentatively, what restrictions did you say just now? Yin Chuanmei smiled and said, you haven't answered my question yet, how did you find me? Zhang Yuanqing glanced over his shoulder and looked at the lattice door. You went to bed with Zhao Youcai last night, the smell was handled very well, but you two opened the door late. That's when I began to suspect that the evil night was lurking around.

What. But in the team, just based on this. Yin Chuanmei looked unconvinced. Of course there are. The princess and. After searching outside for a long time, there was not a single person in the several miles around the charity cemetery. The enemy must be inside. Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, it's your turn to answer Yin Chuanmei pondered and said. The coffin can only eat 11 people a night. I can't use the skills of this profession during the day. This is my limitation.

That's not right. Why don't you just let the coffin eat you? Chen Xue and I

Knife Zhang Yuanqing analyzed it quickly. He thought that Yin Chuanmei didn't tell the truth, or kept some of it. Yin Chuanmei repeated the topic just now, you just judged my identity based on the fact that we opened the door late. Zhang Yuanqing said that no one knows the fire master better than me. The fire master will not look for a partner of the same profession, because they have a hot temper and can't manage feelings. It is impossible for them to have an affair with Zhao Youcai, unless Chen Wei is not. When Chen Wei left the inn this morning, didn't I leave something in the room? In fact, I went to see Zhao Youcai's bed sheets.

Yin Chuanmei, you are quite good, he deliberately used a teasing tone to show himself, confident and fearless, affecting Yin Chuanmei's judgment. Yin Chuanmei sighed and said, if you hadn't rejected me that night, I wouldn't have found Zhao Youcai. He performed well in the brothel, but if possible, I still like to find you, because you are the Night Wanderer. Although not every Night Wanderer is a demon king,

But I still like his strong recovery ability. How many women has the Demon Lord slept with? Zhang Yuanqing no longer knew what expression to make.