All the subordinates were shocked when they saw Yue Hanshan's whole body trembling, his eyes glazed, and his incoherent speech, you must know that he is a cruel and ruthless character, and this kind of performance has never been seen today. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only that, Yue Hanshan laughed again at this time, like a hysterical person.

After a difficult crawl, Zhuo Yifan finally crawled to Yue Linglong's side, he caressed her body, kept shaking, tears kept dripping, and cried hard.

It's just that Yue Linglong is no longer breathing, no matter how much he screams, there is no response.

And Yue Hanshan looked at Zhuo Yifan with an evil face, his teeth were clenched, as if he wanted to skin him and cramp.

"Come on, separate this pair of dogs and men, I won't be able to fulfill you, and death will not be perfected!" Yue Hanshan gritted his teeth and said.

Soon Zhuo Yifan was pulled away by several people, but there was no way to resist.

"Zhuo Yifan, you made me lose Linglong. You stole her heart, took possession of her body, and now you are killing her, and in this life I call you worse than dead!

Yue Hanshan roared angrily, roaring with all his might, this anger could be seen pouring out of his heart, mixed with infinite humility.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan's body was already difficult to support, and his head was even weaker, and ghosts kept appearing.

He only heard that more and more people were coming in, and the outfit was the same as that of the Optimus Demon Cult, as if the Xuantie Villa had become an important stronghold for them.

Soon, Zhuo Yifan passed out without any consciousness.

When he awoke, he found himself in a dilapidated room, which was pitch black, covered in cobwebs, and dusty from flying everywhere.

How is it like the Yin Mansion of Xuantie Villa?

Zhuo Yifan felt a little familiar, it really seemed to be the Yin House.

He wanted to move but couldn't, because he was locked into an iron chair, which was in the shape of a cage, and the material was made of special steel, and even if his internal force was great, it would be difficult to knock it out, and besides, his internal force was not so great.

He had regained consciousness and strength by this time, and kept trying to use his internal force to open the chair that imprisoned him, but he couldn't open it.

He wasn't sure where Yue Hanshan had locked him in, anyway, what awaited him next would be a test of life and death.

Yue Hanshan likes Yue Linglong, he knows this, but Yue Linglong doesn't like him, so Yue Hanshan, who was already inferior in his heart, counted this account on Zhuo Yifan's head, and hated him for a long time, thinking that if it weren't for Zhuo Yifan's appearance, Yue Linglong would have been his person a long time ago.

Right now, Yue Linglong is dead again, and even if he dies, he is unwilling to give in to Yue Hanshan, which makes his hatred of Zhuo Yifan even heavier, and his jealousy continues to grow.

Besides, Zhuo Yifan and Yue Linglong really have a skin-to-skin relationship, how can he stand it?

Unbearable!

"Squeak!"

The sound of the door being pushed open sounded, and Zhuo Yifan looked up and saw a person walking in.

I saw that the man was disheveled, his face was full of evil spirits, and the clothes on his body were even more strange, as if he had just crawled out of a coffin.

Even so, Zhuo Yifan still recognized him as Yue Hanshan.

As soon as he entered, there was a constant sound behind him, like the sound of insects crawling on the ground, but these sounds were very loud, not like simple little insects.

Yue Hanshan didn't speak after he came in, but looked at Zhuo Yifan with a sinister expression.

The sound of rustling outside continued, and it was getting closer and closer, and soon there was a crawling sound on the door.

What is it?

Zhuo Yifan guessed, although he didn't see it clearly, it must be some multi-legged bugs.

And Yue Hanshan still didn't speak, still looking at Zhuo Yifan evilly.

Soon, the sound sounded in the room, and through the dim oil lamp, Zhuo Yifan saw a few things as big as crabs crawling.

Corpse claw!

Zhuo Yifan knew these disgusting things, a few years ago, at the Yongde Inn, when Nangong Qingtian, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, was pretending to be an old man, he had accidentally seen these things that eat human flesh.

Isn't this Nangong Qingtian's gadget, how can Yue Hanshan also be able to control them?

Zhuo Yifan was puzzled by this, after all, these things were all yin and evil things, and it was difficult for ordinary people to raise them, and they couldn't be raised, but now Yue Hanshan was able to control them, which showed that his status in the Heavenly Demon Sect had skyrocketed, and he was appreciated by Nangong Qingtian.

Gradually, corpses kept crawling in the room, and on the walls, on the ground, there was a black press everywhere, and people with dense phobia would definitely vomit when they saw it.

Yue Hanshan looked at them proudly, then stretched out his hand and made a gesture, and those corpse claws seemed to be able to understand what he meant, and immediately acted according to the shape he posed.

Zhuo Yifan saw that these corpse claws were constantly superimposed, stacked higher and higher, like a small mountain, they stretched out two huge pincers, and their mouths chirped crookedly and made a trembling sound.

Seeing this, Yue Hanshan smiled proudly, and changed his gestures, and the corpse claws that were stacked on the ground flew to the wall one by one, and then lay on them densely.

Due to the large number and uneven force, the dilapidated house began to shake, which was a bit of a tipping.

Yue Hanshan casually threw a shiny big knife in his hand to the ground, then pointed to the corpse claw on the outer layer of the wall, and pointed in the direction of the big knife.

I saw that the outermost layer of corpse claws on the wall began to jump to the ground, squeaking and gnawing at the big knife, making a piercing sound.

After a while, Yue Hanshan pushed his hands to both sides, and the corpse claws that gnawed the big knife scattered to both sides. Zhuo Yifan found that the shiny big knife was gone, and only a pile of iron filings on the ground remained.

The teeth of the corpse claws are so sharp, it is no wonder that they can eat the living cleanly, and there are not many bones left.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Yifan felt that he could not escape death, and he must have died very miserably, and it was impossible for Yue Hanshan to let him go.

Yue Hanshan's smug expression became even more obvious at this time, and he looked at the room full of dense corpses, as if they were his treasures.

"Yue Hanshan, you should start early, I don't want to watch your hard performance!" Zhuo Yifan said.

"Hmph! I want to die, it's not so easy! Death is a very simple thing, but for the person who makes me suffer trauma, it is not so cheap, I will let him die, but I will die a little bit, death is interesting, death is flavorful, death is distinctive. Yue Hanshan caressed a corpse claw, constantly fiddling with its hard shell, and smirked grimly.

And the corpse claw that he caressed, as if he was being massaged by him, was very obedient in his hands, motionless, and his claws and pliers were even more upside down, as if he was relaxing comfortably.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan could see its fangs, which were very sharp, harder than a needle, and he couldn't help but tremble when he looked at it.