Horror Resuscitation: I Became The School Flower's Bed Pillow

041 Violent Battle Axe! I'm Very Big, Please Bear With Me!

【Black Cutter】: Rare weapon.

Specific description: The blade has cut tens of thousands of ghosts or human blood mad battle axes! Live only to kill!

When the icy axe handle is held in the hand, the soul roars, the soul trembles, and the terrifying murderous aura brought by the slaughter will form a violent will, bringing two effects of [Break Armor] and [Furious] to the host.

[Breaking Armor]: It has a particularly powerful tearing breakthrough effect on defensive curse abilities, Taoism, treasures, etc. In terms of breaking the shield, mine is very big, please bear with me.

[Furious]: Use [Black Cutter] to see blood, and the rage of violent killing will burn, giving the user infinite power, speeding up your movement speed, so that you can catch up with the prey at the fastest speed, and will It's hacked to death! ! Hacked! ! ! All chopped up! eat it up!

Looking at this does not match the entry of positive energy at all.

Jiang Bai couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

[Dare to use such an entry, it fully shows that this thing is fierce enough. 】

[Not to mention, the armor breaking effect is enough to look forward to. 】

[This thing seems to be more aimed at people rather than ghosts. 】

[Furious... Speeding up and slashing people, I like it. 】

Jiang Bai thought about it, and wished he could immediately extract it and play with it.

However, it's not over yet.

Jiang Bai's eyes fell back to the piece of rotten meat again.

【This guy... is actually not strong. 】

Jiang Bai silently evaluated it psychologically, [The real combat power is not necessarily much higher than that of the ghost mirror, but the switch between the spirit and reality of this hand is really weird. 】

[Most importantly, what about labels? 】

Jiang Bai looked at it intently.

In that pile of flesh and blood, I saw a label.

The information is very clear.

[Favorite supermarket sales tags]: Level 4 paranormal items!

Description: There are a lot of cut and sized meats on the meat stalls in the beloved supermarket. This label identifies the price and origin of these meats.

Label text content: The artist's meat, the value is a super third-order ghost.

【Favorite supermarket? Isn't this the ghost supermarket where Qing Ge worked? ! 】 Jiang Bai's heart sank slightly, 【It seems that this ghost supermarket is deeper than the surface. 】

[A label of a supernatural item can create a super third-order ghost. 】

[In the end, how many powerful ghosts are hidden inside. 】

With the complete death of [Ghost Artist].

The hallucinations are gone.

When Su Qingge came back to his senses, he realized that he was on a tattered bus.

Surrounded by eager otaku brother and others who were trying to wake her up.

"It's all hallucinations?"

Su Qingge looked at the window of the bus.

There……

Clearly there is a hole that he smashed!

Moreover, there are still traces of the iron sheet being torn apart by the purple-red strange wind on the bottom of the car.

The creepy thing is...

These traces seem to have existed for many years.

Yellowed and rusted.

Mottled grey.

[In the end, is it a dream? 】Su Qingge shook his head, trying to get himself used to this real world, 【and where did that wind come from. 】

[If it wasn't a dream... that monster, why did it collapse again? 】

Su Qingge was lost.

No matter what, I can't figure it out.

In the end, I can only treat this as a nightmare for the time being.

"Girl, why did you sleepwalk to this place?"

The old lady in the crowd handed over a piece of white paper in distress and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.

Su Qingge was inexplicable and couldn't believe this affinity.

On the bus, first...

There is also a warm atmosphere.

Talk and laugh.

She is so fast that she can't tell the difference between humans and ghosts.

"thanks."

Su Qingge shook his head palely, "I don't need grandma."

She hugged the big white bear in her arms.

Dragging a weak and tired body, ready to go back to school.

A curvy sports car stopped in front of him.

Jiang Bai was keenly aware.

A powerful ghost-fighter aura.

He lay on Su Qingge's shoulder and looked at the driver's seat of the car.

There.

She is a tall and domineering lady in black.

A sassy black shirt is neat and clean.

Tight, supple trousers outline her plump and seductive curves.

Liuzhuyun.

Jiang Bai instantly recognized the identity of the other party.

Back in the original building.

He heard Gao Ming and Chen Hao from the special team mention Liu Zhuyun.

For her, she is like a tiger, and deeply, agrees with her mysterious and powerful strength.

Coupled with the whispers of Uncle Su Qingge's family, Jiang Bai always knew that this woman and Su Qingge were unrelated sisters.

[I don't know what she thinks, she can wait until now to come to this sister. 】

"Get in the car."

Liu Zhuyun opened his mouth, and his voice was beautiful, but he had an irresistible arrogance.

"I'll take you back."

Su Qingge's dark eyes suddenly burst into surprise when he saw Liu Zhuyun's face that was familiar to the depths of his soul: "You are...you are Sister Yun?!"

She never thought of it.

After many years, I was able to see this sister again.

When her father told her that her sister was missing, Su Qingge cried for three years.

All the way.

Not as hot as expected.

Liu Zhuyun's expression was deserted, and his attention was always focused on the front.

"Sister Yun, where have you been all these years?" Su Qingge was nervous, sitting in Liu Zhuyun's co-pilot, she felt inexplicable pressure.

And a lot of apprehension.

Liu Zhujunyu tapped the steering wheel intentionally or unintentionally.

Answered the question: "Your uncle, Liang Xiu's family..."

"All dead."

"do you know?"

The voice fell.

Her sharp and clear eyes moved slightly.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the expression of the co-pilot Su Qingge.

"Death..." Su Qingge's pupils dilated, her thin and delicate body trembled, and the hand that was holding on to the big white bear unconsciously loosened, and murmured, "How... how is this possible..."

The circles around her eyes were instantly red, she was overwhelmed, and there was endless sadness.

That's three lives.

"Again... is it because of me again?"

Su Qingge thinks of her parents

Thinking of what everyone said that he was a Lonely Star...

Deep powerlessness, regret, and pain, welled up in my heart.

She didn't like, and even hated Liang Xiu's family.

But with her natural kindness, she never thought of hurting anyone.

Jiang Bai saw.

Liu Zhuyun clenched the steering wheel's hand tightly and released it slightly after seeing Su Qingge's reaction.

Take a long breath.

It is clearly a big stone that has let go of his heart.