Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

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A series of warm currents are integrated into every part of Lin Hun's body in different categories.

Started to merge with his body.

Most of the warm currents are integrated into his shadow through the connection of the body, and only a small part of the warm currents are integrated into his organs.

[Your vocal cords are fused with ghost words and joy, and the ghost words and anger in your vocal cords indicate that you have met your relatives, you are very happy, and your ghost words ability has improved. 】

[Your shadow swallows ghost dolls, ghost games, demons, and horror Miao Miao House, which means that some of them are overwhelmed and need to rest for a few days. 】

The prompt jumped out, Lin Hun felt that his manipulation of the shadow fell into a certain silence.

He knew that he was temporarily afraid that he could not use the power of the shadow.

"ーI swallowed so much? It's also because you can handle it."

Seeing his shadow becoming more profound, Lin Hun turned his head and looked around.

At this time the entire circus tent was already full of cracks.

There is a lot of flame burning at the edge.

It reveals the red moon outside, and the outline of the large playground in Yingyingzhuo not far away.

This circus tent is just a small part of a huge playground.

And from the location point of view, this circus is still on the edge of being very unpopular.

"Liangong, let's go, it's dangerous here."

At this moment Yin Shuang'er's voice came, and Lin Hun felt a cold little hand holding his big hand.

Turning his head, Lin Hun looked at Yin Shuang'er looking at the direction of the amusement park not far away with fear.

Know it instantly.

This playground is probably a very dangerous and terrifying zone.

"Well, let's go."

Squeezing Yin Shuang'er's hand, Lin Hun nodded.

Although swallowed the demon clown of the black disaster level, this does not mean that he can advance to become a black disaster.

Because the domain of the demon clown and his puzzle are the most suitable combination for him.

But on Lin Hun's body, it was more than a star.

He needs time to digest the nourishment left by the devil clown.

It will take time to integrate these forces into one's own system.

Feeling the temperature of Lin Hun's big hand, Yin Shuang'er's small face turned red. She took Lin Hun's hand and walked forward step by step.

The sound of suona gradually became louder, and the paper money flew more densely.

Accompanied by a gloomy cool breeze.

The figures of the two disappeared in the horror Miao Miao Room.

Instant pop!

The flame was burning, gradually igniting the entire tent.

The rising flame finally attracted the attention of some existence.

Jingle bells!

A burst of cheerful music sounded.

A figure in a bear puppet costume appeared in front of the burning tent.

He raised his head and looked at the burning tent, raised his thick bear paw, and silently grabbed it.

The flame on this burning tent shrank and extinguished like a rewinded video picture.

The framed tent shrank with the ginger of the flame, and gradually restored.

This figure in the puppet costume is unexpectedly restarting time!

He wants to set the time back to when there is nothing wrong with the circus.

But the burning flame, backtracking to only a few sparks.

The tattered tent was restored to a time when only a few cracked holes remained.

The palm of the bear puppet burst into a cloud of blood.

A large amount of paper money gushed out from the wound in his palm

At the same time, most of the tents that had been restored also suddenly turned into paper, and collapsed into a bloody paper money.

Fluttering.

It's about to cover the bear puppet.

Facing the paper money used by the tide, the bear puppet only gradually lifted another uninjured bear's paw and scratched the paper money.

laugh!

The floating paper money seemed to have suffered invisible erosion, turning into flying ash in mid-air, disappearing into the air. .

After finishing all this, the bear puppet silently raised his injured hands and looked down.

At this time, the wound on his palm was constantly repairing.

However, the repair speed is a bit slow.

If you look closely, you will find that there are many paper flying flies gushing out from his wounds.

Blocking the recovery of his wounds.

The bear doll who discovered this opened his mouth

He revealed his terrifying mouth of blood under his puppet costume.

"Ah~"

"Ming!"

-I bit into my palm.

Among the splashing blood, half of the injured palm was bitten off by it.

After chewing the palm of his mouth, the bear spit out a bunch of blood-colored cotton wool and put it on the blood (chcf) wound of the bear's paw.

A layer of brown cloth stretched quickly, completely enveloping the wound on its palm.

Soon, the wound on his hand disappeared.

The puppet bear who had done all this took a deep look at the wreckage of the circus, and then left here swayingly.

With his departure, the cheerful music surrounding the air also disappeared.

***

"Um!"

In the ghost village.

Yin Shuang'er, who returned from the horror of Miaomiao's house, suddenly changed her face, and a deep tooth mark appeared on her hand.

The tooth prints were thick and sharp, directly piercing the bones, leaving several penetrating holes in her palms.

"You are hurt."

Seeing the wound on Yin Shuang'er's palm, Lin Hun's face changed.

He knew that she must have suffered some kind of attack that she could not observe.

"I'm fine, just a small injury."

Shaking the palm of his hand, a few pieces of paper money flew up and attached to the wound, blocking the wound with a terrifying look.

But Lin Hun keenly saw that the paper money attached to the wound seemed to have been eroded by something, and was rapidly decayed.

"This is not a small injury

Lin Hun raised his hand and touched Yin Shuang'er's head, and stroked his wrist like a knife.

hiss!

There was a tearing sound, and Lin Hun had a big wound on his wrist.

The blood rushed out, and Lin Hun grabbed Yin Shuang'er's hand and dripped the blood on her wound.

The blood that combines the power of life and the power of soul is the magic medicine of deceit.

Under the watering of these blood, the curse entwined on Yin Shuang'er's hand was quickly offset, and the wound was healing quickly.

It only took a moment, and her hands became white and tender as if they had not been injured.

"Miangong"

Yin Shuang'er, who was caught in the palm of Lin Hun's hand, was moved by Lin Hun's blood healing operation, and everyone was moved to cry.

With tears in her big eyes, she looked at Lin Hun's wrist and her face was distressed.

"Little things, look, haven't I healed all this?"

In this regard, Lin Hun did not care too much.

In his current physique, the amount of hematopoiesis per day is ten times that of ordinary people.

Merely losing this little blood, it only needs to drink a few more glasses of water to make up for it, and it will not have the slightest effect on his body.

He raised his wrist. At this time, the wound on his wrist had healed on its own, and there was no scar left.

"Don't hurt yourself like this in the future, I feel distressed."

Leaning gently on Lin Hun's body, Yin Shuang'er said softly.

"It hurts me even more to see you hurt for me."

Touching Yin Shuang'er's soft and cold black hair, a trace of flame flashed in Lin Hun's eyes.

After today's experience, he found that he was too slack lately.

I thought that with a black disaster grade wife, everything would be foolproof.

But in fact he was too naive.

The black disaster is not the end of terror.

A stronger existence is hidden in the abyss of death.

If you want to live well, you must have stronger strength.

Only in this way can we protect ourselves and protect our important people.

Lin Hun's eyes were sharp, and his fighting spirit was ignited again. ,

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