"Ku you hurry wow, Hajimi Masid ~ (first meeting, hello)".

The girl's voice is very sweet, and the netizens in the flirtatious live broadcast room turned into hungry wolves, screaming.

But Wu Jian's face became even colder after hearing the voice coming from his mobile phone.

"What do you want to do with the strange power of sound?".

Gently exhaling a mouthful of white mist, sticking to the strange power hidden in a wisp of sound, Wu Jian silently took out the broken sword from his backpack.

With the help of the Trickster Forum, this broken sword, which was obviously not in accordance with the rules, was easily taken by him on the high-speed train.

Now, it looks like the sword is about to see blood again.

Looking at the camera that moved away again, Wu Jian did not directly stab the girl from the island country to death with a broken sword, but chose to observe.

The strange power released by the girl in this island country just now is not strong.

Unable to inflict effective harm on humans.

But strange forces can't be viewed by common sense at all, and sometimes, some inconspicuous forces, when certain conditions are met, will transform into terrible attacks that cost human lives.

That's the weird rule of killing.

At this time, the anchor in the live broadcast room had already come to a restaurant with his sister, and you and I had dinner there.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't wait.

I'm not here to show your affection, I'm going to get in the car! Hurry up and drive me!].

Why am I here to eat your dog food!! I'm tired enough!].

[The sour smell of love!It's disgusting, the truth chopped this dog man and woman!].

[Yes!Chop!Chop all the dogs!].

Looking at the beating comments, Wu Jian felt that something was wrong.

He could feel it, as the rhetoric of the comments became intense.

The strange power that was trapped in the ghost mist also began to swell.

This strange force seems to have received some kind of energy, and it is constantly multiplying.

[Buzz!].

[Okay, you have work to do.] 】

[This one in front of her is a trickster, she is using her strange power to steal the soul of the unlucky person she implanted with the strange seed. 】

[This phenomenon is known as paranormal infection, when the infected person's emotions are at their peak.] 】

[They will become strange ghost slaves.] 】

[This is a special ritual, in this way, the trickster can please the weird in the body, steal the weird power, and improve the degree of control. 】

[It's a pity that she ran into you today.] 】

"Is a ritual something akin to a ritual?"

Wu Jian looked at the hint of the strange era and remembered the ritual in the mall called worshipping the strange god.

That sadhana can make it easier for one to harness the weird.

And this ritual is to steal more weird power by releasing the weird seed.

"It seems that there are enough secrets hidden in this world. "

Feeling the restless and strange aura in the ghost mist, Wu Jian indifferently raised the broken sword in his hand.

He's not a saint.

There is no interest in saving the world.

But as a Chinese.

He couldn't see the little devils hitting the people of his own country with their ideas.

"Die. "

The pupils contracted, and the strange power of the broken sword rose.

Through the power of the ghost mist, he made a connection with this strange seed.

media, appeared.

"Ahh

The island girl who was laughing with the anchor in the live broadcast room suddenly let out a scream and stood up violently.

She clutched her chest, her little face turned pale, and she looked around in horror.

"Daba! Daba! Ya Butterfly!".

"Kazuko, what's wrong?".

Seeing the girl from the island country like this, the anchor hurriedly walked over nervously, trying to comfort her.

"Get out of here, you disgusting maggot!".

Kazuko, who was still smiling, pushed the anchor away, and scolded him angrily with a distorted face.

The anchor was also stunned.

Obviously, Kazuko was still a little bird just now.

Why is it that in the blink of an eye, his face is distorted, his eyebrows are hateful, and he looks like a beauty master?

Which one is the real her!

Poof!

Before the anchor could figure it out, he heard a muffled sound coming from Kazuko.

Splatters of hot blood poured out of Kazuko's chest, and a few drops even splashed on his face and body.

"Dead, dead, dead!".

Looking at the picture of Kazuko's eyes rolling and falling to the ground, the anchor felt that his legs were weak, and a cool breath rose from the chrysanthemum to the door of his head.

He shuddered and took two steps back and let out a scream.

His scream was like a signal.

The guests in the hotel screamed and ran out the door.

[it!What's the matter?Dead man!].

[Something is wrong, how did I feel a nameless fire in my heart just now, and it was a little cool to see the picture of a dead person?

[What's the matter, the island country is also too evil, and it still brings people who died out of thin air?].

[The live broadcast room has been banned.] 】

As soon as a few barrages jumped out, the live broadcast room turned into a black screen.

Wu Jian looked at the wisp of strange aura that had disintegrated, dissipating the power of the ghost mist.

After taking a broken sword, the girl of this island country will be crippled if she does not die.

Moreover, Wu Jian could feel that the strange seeds she released were all withered and decayed because of this sword, and there was no evil power.

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