Weird And Hard To Kill? Sorry, I'm The Real Immortal

Wang Yanran figured out how keen the man's mind was, and she realized it instantly.

Like a childhood sweetheart? like ex girlfriend? Or wife?

"Do my eyes look like a person?" Wang Yanran asked cautiously and pretended to be ignorant.

"Your eyes are so much like your wife's."

Wang Yanran was even more delighted, she felt that she had successfully stepped out of the gate of hell, and she was sure to live!

However, before she could finish her joy, Fang Xiu's expression suddenly changed.

He lowered his head and leaned over in front of Wang Yanran.

A ferocious and terrifying face full of overwhelming hatred came into Wang Yanran's eyes.

A suppressed and crazy voice sounded in her ears: "So you should die!!"

When Wang Yanran saw this face, she was instantly frightened. The fear she had when she was an ordinary person and encountered a strange incident for the first time appeared in her mind unconsciously.

That kind of endless fear really makes people despair and makes people collapse, it can't be described in words at all.

And now, she felt that fear again.

It's just that she couldn't figure it out no matter what, why should she be damned if her eyes look like your wife's?

Anyway, a couple of one night and one hundred days of kindness, what grudges and grievances can't let go? As for such a big hatred?

Sure enough, men are not good things.

At this time, Fang Xiu raised the scalpel, which turned into a silver light and pierced her neck.

Wang Yanran's pupils contracted uncontrollably, and her brain's thoughts instantly became erratic.

The distance between the scalpel and the neck is very short, and the speed is very fast. It stands to reason that time should be fleeting.

But Wang Yanran felt that it was a bit long, and her thoughts seemed to return to the first strange incident.

At that time, she was just an ordinary person, treated like a princess by all the men, she could eat fruit plates and drink in any private room without giving money, and even had money to take.

But this beautiful life was changed by an accident. One late night, after getting off the night shift, she strayed into a strange place, where there was no food and no way out.

There, she met many men who were trapped. When people are in fear, any negative emotions will be infinitely magnified.

Therefore, she is like a sheep falling into the pack of wolves, like a doll, being manipulated wantonly.

However, she did not give up. Instead, she kept wandering among men without food, eating their leftover food. Although it was not delicious, it was very nutritious.

In the end, when everyone was so hungry that they began to prey on others, she who had the most physical strength managed to survive, and finally lit up her spirituality and became a spirit master.

It may be that she, who has been treated as a doll for a long time, longs to be the master in her heart, so she awakens the ability of a puppet.

She also sometimes thinks, maybe...if she hadn't been so vain in college and didn't want to buy luxury bags, maybe she wouldn't have gone astray, and she wouldn't have encountered strange things after working the night shift...

A silver light flashed, and Wang Yanran's thoughts stopped abruptly.

The cold scalpel pierced her fair neck, and warm blood flowed out along the blade.

"Feel my pain well! Jie Jie Jie......"

Accompanied by the terrifying laugh, Wang Yanran fell deeply into boundless pain.

Finally died in pain.

Perhaps, Fang Xiu didn't know about Wang Yanran's tragic past, but even if he knew, he would have killed her.

Because your misery has nothing to do with me.

People who kill people will always kill them.

After finishing Wang Yanran, Fang Xiu suddenly heard some strange movements behind him.

He turned around and saw Wang Erni's long silver hair fell off by itself, and then crawled on the ground like a spider.

Just when Fang Xiu thought it was about to run away.

Unexpectedly, the silver hair went straight to Shen Lingxue in the mud pit.

Whoosh!

The silver hair was attached to Shen Lingxue's black hair, as if dyed, the waterfall-like black hair faded away from black in an instant, and gradually turned to silver.

And just when the silver hair possessed her body, Shen Lingxue, who was in a coma, opened her eyes strangely. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and then they became full of killing, hatred, and anger...

And her body began to twist and stand up, covered in mud.

As she stood up, a strange aura began to spread gradually, and the silver hair gradually broke away from the gravity and began to float, dancing wildly!

Apparently, a new host with treacherous hair is on the rise.

Snapped!

Fang Xiu appeared in front of Shen Lingxue like a ghost, and a big force was drawn straight up.

Interrupt casting!

With the infusion of pain beyond the limit that the human body can bear, Shen Lingxue rolled her eyes and passed out again.

Plop!

She fell into the mud pit again, and the originally flying silver hair drooped directly.

Swish!

There was a flash of silver light.

The scalpel was cut close to Shen Lingxue's scalp.

The long silver hair was caught in Fang Xiu's hands in an instant, and Shen Lingxue also changed from the original black long straight hair to a cropped one.

It's not that Fang Xiu wanted to cut off so much, the main reason is that only the root of Shen Lingxue's hair remained uninfected, and it didn't turn silver.

Otherwise he would have shaved his head long ago.

The long silver hair squirmed wildly like a living octopus. Those strands of hair kept wrapping around Fang Xiu's arm, as if they wanted to climb up his head along the arm.

"Want to parasitize me? As you wish."

Fang Xiu smiled, and immediately pressed the long silver hair on his head.

After his scalp itched for a while, he took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and found that his black hair had long since disappeared, replaced by a cascade of silver hair.

Then, he felt a strange and evil breath began to invade his mind, as if he wanted to twist his mind.

When this breath entered his heart, there was no wave in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

That's it?

Immediately, Fang Xiu manipulated his pitch-black spirituality to counter-infect the long silver hair.

When the power of pain poured into the silver-haired long hair with endless hatred, it exploded instantly as if it had been frightened!

For a moment Fang Xiu turned into an afro.

However, with Fang Xiu's cold snort, the long silver hair retracted in an instant, and it shortened rapidly, making it fit perfectly.

In the end it became Fang Xiu's shape... the original hairstyle.

Silver also changed back to black.

Seeing that all the enemies were finally dealt with, Fang Xiu withdrew the scalpel and pinned it to his waist.

And the terrifying black energy on his body, and the countless strange phantoms that roared slowly dissipated at this moment.

The bloody light in his right eye then disappeared, turning into a black and white pupil, and his face was no longer ferocious, and returned to its usual calmness.