Mysterious Recovery

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Even if Yang Jian can only move one hand now, there is still no problem in killing this group of people.

Because he is an alien and cannot be easily killed, and they are different. Although they control the supernatural power, they are also very fragile, and any supernatural attack will take their lives.

What's more, Yang Jian's attack was not simple.

The ghost hand ignited by the stove can not only invade their bodies at this moment, but also set them on fire.

The fire that can burn the supernatural is undoubtedly their nemesis.

Of course, this fire also restrains the current Yang Jian.

It's just that Yang Jian controlled the ghost lake's supernatural powers and canceled each other out so that the flames on the ghost's hands did not spread.

"Although this fire only uses bone as a dye, the fire spreads, and the flesh, skin, and body oils will also be ignited, but ghosts cannot be killed, and the burned ghosts will become the carrier of this fire. , to help the fire spread, it's like an alternative puzzle."

Yang Jian glanced slightly at his charred palm.

The ghost hand can still move, and the flames on it are still there. The two supernatural beings seem to fit together, forming a more terrifying palm. .

at the same time.

Xianglan, Anan, and Wang Genquan stepped on the corpse, spread them apart, and then slowly approached Yang Jian.

They are ready to start, and plan to join forces to kill Yang Jian here.

Zhu Jian is still alive, but has basically been abandoned.

Although Anan helped him pull out the ghost hand in his body, the broken body was still attached to the strange fire, which was burning at the moment.

Zhu Jian was in pain, crying, and could not even stay awake.

But this time he can't handle it anymore.

"Do you still want to start?"

Yang Jian's body froze in place, unable to move. He was able to stand up entirely with ghost hands.

A ghost hand grabbed his feet and supported his body, preventing him from falling down easily.

"At this point, we have no choice. Even if we stop, you won't let us go, right." Xianglan said blankly.

Yang Jian said: "I shouldn't have let you go before, I have long thought that a few of you being cursed to stay in the Caesar Hotel will be a hidden danger sooner or later, but I am a more principled person, and I will not directly threaten me. Give me a chance, it's just a pity you didn't take this chance."

"We have countless opportunities for trial and error. Even if you kill me all, the five of us will reunite again in a few years, and we will continue to find a way out, but this time we don't want to miss it." Anan At this moment, his face was solemn.

Yang Jian said coldly; "There won't be this chance, you have been cursed, you have to rely on the curse to survive, you will never be able to leave the Caesar Hotel, even if you find an exit, you can't leave, the moment you leave here, the curse It will fail, you will die, you will not even know the truth, and you are still here against me."

"Impossible." Anan's eyes narrowed and he immediately retorted.

Wang Genquan's expression changed. He had heard such remarks before when he and Yang Jian had not had a falling out, but this time, Yang Jian seemed to have strengthened his guess after returning from the spiritual corridor.

It seems that Yang Jian has learned something.

"impossible?"

Yang Jian showed a cold smile: "Have you ever wondered why you can be resurrected every time you die? Resurrection from the dead, there are still such good things in the world, everything involving supernatural things has a price, To be able to keep resurrecting like this, the price to pay will be even greater.”

"I have entered the room you call that can be resurrected. Guess what I saw in the room?"

Xianglan immediately said, "He's not in good shape, he's delaying time, don't continue to listen to his nonsense, and hurry up and do it together."

"No, listen to him."

However, Wang Genquan was uncharacteristically, and instead blocked Xianglan and Anan.

"This truth is important, and if what he said is true, then our actions this time will be meaningless."

Anan frowned and said nothing at the moment.

"You want to know the truth? It's a pity that I don't want to say it now. You don't deserve to know all this in front of me."

Yang Jian said with a blank expression, "You guys should just keep reincarnating here honestly. I hope that one day you can walk an unprecedented path, break the curse, and take control of the Caesar Hotel."

"However, with your potential, this opportunity is almost non-existent. Being trapped here for decades will do nothing. It is estimated that it will be difficult for another few decades."

"Damn." Anan couldn't help but get angry.

Wang Genquan was silent: "Don't you deserve to know the truth? You are right, the experience of being trapped for decades is not worth a trip here as an outsider. We are indeed a failure. If so, then we We can only act according to the previous plan, after all, we don’t want to sit still.”

At this moment, the three of them started working together.

A strange music immediately reverberated in the silent third floor.

The music was similar to The Curse of the Music Box, but the tune was very different.

"The mortal curse music, the curse music should be stored on that old piano, it should not be in your control." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Xianglan.

This music seems to be aimed only at him alone, and keeps lingering around him, lingering.

"It's hard to explain supernatural things. I was attacked by a ghost, didn't I survive?" Xiang Lan said.

She was attacked by a ghost before, almost took her body, and was in a state of death but not dead. In this case, she also acquired the supernatural power of the ghost, and also intercepted a part of the curse music.

With the sound of music, Anan became very strange at this moment. His skin instantly turned pale, and his hands and feet were also stretched a lot strangely at this moment.

The whole person looks strange and terrifying.

next moment,

He disappeared into the darkness, and then in the darkness next to Yang Jian, the slender and strange figure emerged again.

Anan grabbed Yang Jian and tried to pull him into the darkness.

The weird thing is that an illusory figure swayed around Yang Jian's body, as if the soul was about to be pulled out, a bit similar to the weird hook used by Zhao Feng, the ecstasy envoy that the post office encountered before.

I don't know if that hook has anything to do with the Specter that Anan drives.

Yang Jian's ghost raised his hand, his charred palm grabbed Anan, and he stood firmly on the spot, unable to be shaken.

"You want to take my life away from this supernatural? You look down on yourself too much. The confrontation of supernatural is essentially a confrontation between ghosts. The supernatural that I can control is not what you can imagine."

When he's done, he stretches out his hand and pulls hard.

In the darkness, Anan was pulled out abruptly. His body was covered with blackened palms, and his body was gradually returning to its original state, as if the supernatural being was being suppressed.

"what!"

Anan screamed in pain, his skin was turning red, and his ghost hands were like a branding iron, almost setting him on fire.

At this moment, he experienced Zhu Jian's fate.

"I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time, a third time..."

Yang Jian was expressionless, let go of his arm, and then pinched Anan's neck the next moment.

Click!

Without any hesitation, the crisp sound of cracking bones sounded.

Anan's neck was directly twisted, but he was not dead, and was still struggling in pain, because his neck was pale and slender and cold.

This is not his body, but Specter replaced part of his body and saved his life.

But the appearance of the supernatural accelerated the burning of the flames on his body.

This made him more miserable.

Click~!

However, at this moment, another voice sounded, as if something had cracked.

The next moment, a hole appeared on Yang Jian's face. The hole was very deep, extending from the face to the body, and the crack was still growing, and the whole person seemed to be about to shatter.

"I don't believe you are so difficult to deal with." At this moment, Wang Genquan started, holding a small mirror in his hand, which reflected Yang Jian's appearance.

At this moment, Wang Genquan kept trying to crush the mirror.

There are cracks on the mirror, and there are cracks in Yang Jian in reality,

As long as the mirror is completely broken, Yang Jian will also be completely broken.

"Curse the way to kill?"

Yang Jian ignored the crack on his face and turned to look at him: "When I entered the Caesar Hotel for the second time, I passed a room and heard the sound of broken porcelain inside, that sound is the same as yours. Kind of like that."

"What I control is the ghost in that room." Wang Genquan said.

"I see."

Yang Jian said: "It's a terrible curse. Even me has been affected, but your strength doesn't seem to be strong enough to crush a piece of glass."

Wang Genquan's face was gloomy. It wasn't that he couldn't break it, but that there was a confrontation with a supernatural force on the glass.

This kind of reaction told him that the person he wanted to curse was terrible, even more vicious than ordinary ghosts.

Because ordinary ghosts are not so difficult to crush.

"It seems that you are not as good as a real ghost, and there are limits." Yang Jian could see Wang Genquan's embarrassment at a glance.

It's not that you can't curse, it's that you can't do it yourself.

click!

Another crack appeared, but this crack did not appear on Yang Jian's body, but on Wang Genquan's face.

He was eroded by the supernatural, and he began to suffer the side effects of the curse.

"Xianglan, don't sing, that thing can't kill me, I have another piece of curse music, which can cancel your death curse." Yang Jian finished speaking and opened his mouth.

He didn't speak, but another strange ringtone came from his stomach.

The two sections are vaguely intertwined with each other, like a symphony.

But soon, there was a confrontation between the music, and the two pieces of music gradually became smaller until they finally disappeared.

The mortal curse failed.

"Another piece of music?" Xianglan's expression couldn't help changing.

Yang Jian said: "So ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is the only way?"

After he finished speaking, he threw Anan out.

At this moment, Anan's body was covered in fire. He struggled and wailed in the fire. Although he was still alive and kicking, this was the torture of a living person.

"If that's the case, then please die."

He raised the charred ghost hand.

this moment.

Pandan, Wang Gen immediately felt a foreign body invaded his body, and a severe pain came.

It seems that Yang Jian really wants to kill this group of people with one hand.