Death Inquisitor

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Just when Xu Feng was about to die, the woman in front of him suddenly disappeared. Only then did he realize that it was his own hand that was choking his neck.

After coughing violently for a few times, Xu Feng breathed heavily. Just now, he really felt that he was wandering around in front of the gate of hell.

It was extremely lucky that he didn't die, but the feeling of approaching death still kept echoing in his heart.

The black smoke became thicker and thicker, but with just one step away, it was impossible to see the figure in front of him.

The light of the blood moon was completely shrouded in black smoke, and it was already impossible to see the five fingers.

But under such thick black smoke, their breathing was not affected in the slightest.

Xu Feng sat down on the ground, afraid that his back would be covered with cold sweat.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of him, which scared him so much that he took several steps back.

"Brother? Is that you, brother?"

Xu Feng was startled and breathed a sigh of relief. This was Xu Feng's voice. Although he doesn't like this sister, at this time, even if she is a stranger, it is still a good thing, and it is infinitely better than a ghost.

"Xu Feng, it's me here."

Xu Feng stood up slowly. He felt as if all his strength had been drained out of his body, and his legs were a little weak when he walked.

After walking a few steps forward, his was less than one meter away from Xu Feng: "Xu Feng, how are you? I don't know what's going on with this ghost smoke. It's too thick. If you're not careful, , maybe he fell to the bottom of the cliff."

Xu Feng didn't speak, but took another step forward, and at the same time stretched out his hand towards Xu Feng.

Xu Feng didn't understand what Xu Feng meant, but he didn't think too much, so he stretched out his hand and held Xu Feng's hand.

Xu Feng's cold palm stimulated Xu Feng to shiver, and he hurriedly retracted his hand. Xu Feng's hand was as cold as ice, not at all like the temperature of a living person.

Xu Feng asked in a panic: "Xu Feng, what's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold?"

Xu Feng spoke in a low voice and said slowly: "My hands... are not cold..."

Xu Feng suddenly trembled when he heard this voice. This voice was nothing like Xu Feng's usual voice. Xu Feng, who felt something was wrong, began to retreat slowly...

Suddenly... Xu Feng took the initiative to grab Xu Feng's hand. The cold feeling made Xu Feng's arms numb...

"Brother...brother...where are you going..." Xu Feng whispered softly in the black smoke, as if calling: "My hands are not cold...are they...not cold..."

Xu Feng pulled his hand back hard, but he couldn't even pull his arm back...

The coldness was no longer just on his arms, it began to move along his arms towards his chest.

Xu Feng panicked. While shaking his arms, he shouted: "Let go... let go! Xu Feng... let me go for the hell!"

Xu Feng only had a black shadow in the black smoke, but when Xu Feng struggled to free his arm, the black smoke in front of him suddenly dissipated.

A completely rotten face appeared in front of him. Now it looked like there was no trace of Xu Feng. The long hair was hanging down, and the white dress was covered with blood stains.

"Ghost!" Xu Feng shouted sternly, and a strong force came out of nowhere. He suddenly pushed back, and his arm was broken by himself.

Xu Feng, who had not expected such a situation to happen, screamed and his eyes turned red. However, his wound did not bleed at all because it was completely frozen.

"Hehehe..."

A strange laughter came from the mouth of Xu Feng in front of him, which was creepy.

Xu Feng didn't want to care about why Xu Feng became like this, so he turned around and ran away.

The black smoke once again obscured Xu Feng's face, leaving only the horrifying laughter that still echoed across the graves...

In a panic, Xu Feng could no longer care about anything, he focused on one direction and ran like crazy.

It wasn't until he hit a grave and fell onto it that he stopped.

After rolling a few times, he fell to the ground. Xu Feng quickly looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no black shadow.

However, just because he felt a little more relaxed, the pain of breaking his arm from the shoulder down suddenly came back to him.

The frozen wound was not only very painful, but also had an extremely uncomfortable numbness and itching. He couldn't even scratch it and felt very painful for a while.

Xu Feng, who was walking in the black smoke, was very careful with every step she took. Her feet were now covered in blood. If she hadn't heard Xu Feng's scream just now, she wouldn't have stood up and walked around.

In such black smoke, she was still very scared.

"Brother? Brother..." She lowered her voice and shouted softly, for fear of disturbing something that might be in the black smoke.

Xu Feng, who was still enduring the pain, stiffened and his face turned extremely ugly in an instant. It was Xu Feng's voice that made him break an arm. Now he wants to repeat the same trick?

Xu Feng squeezed his left fist, feeling a fierce intention in his heart, and his eyes gradually became cold and stern...

Xu Feng still walked carefully and shouted,

Now she was alone, and she didn't feel confident at all.

That's why when I heard Xu Feng's screams, I knew there might be danger, but I still wanted to find Xu Feng.

She had been accustomed to relying on others her whole life, and at this juncture, she still subconsciously wanted her two brothers to take her out.

It's just that she forgot that the situation of her two brothers is not much better than hers now. They are the same mud bodhisattvas who are crossing the river and cannot protect themselves.

"Brother..." She shouted again, stroking randomly in the black smoke.

Suddenly, she felt a strong kick from behind. Although her feet were already injured, she could still hold on, and she immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing that the black figure was easily kicked down by him, Xu Feng immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes, ran two steps quickly, and then stepped on it with a heavy kick: "I'm letting you fool me! I'm letting you fool me! Look at me I won’t trample you to death, right? Brother! I’m your uncle!”

Xu Feng fell to the ground and rolled around. The inherent difference in death between men and women meant that she was trampled unconsciously under Xu Feng's feet without even a chance to fight back.

All she could hear was a loud howl, and a particularly miserable cry: "Help, brother, why are you hitting me!?" She could already tell who the voice belonged to. ..

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