When he stepped out and was about to kick on Meng Shu's body, the big shopkeeper who had been hiding behind him suddenly flew out and blocked his kick. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the man in charge did not fly out, but ......

Suddenly it became soft.

Wang Guozhen felt that he had simply kicked on a ball of cotton.

Oh no, it's kicked in the air.

The body of the great treasurer suddenly turned into a void, a black void.

Qingshuangju suddenly quieted down.

The white snow outside reflects the void inside the green frost house.

The void expanded, turning into a hole...... A face...... Human faces.

The face suddenly opened its mouth and bit the foot that Wang Guozhen kicked out.

Wen Zhuyuan's face changed.

The strange feeling that came back to him when he first entered the door came back to him, and it became stronger and stronger.

He finally knew that what he feared had finally happened.

I wanted to help, but I couldn't help anything.

But the faces of the people he brought with him showed a look of horror.

And on the faces of Meng Shu and his subordinates, there was a mysterious smile.

The conjured face was still biting Wang Guozhen's foot, devouring it little by little......

Wang Guozhen's heart was stirred.

Pull it out, you can't pull it out.

Draw your knife and cut it out.

However, the blade that was swung out was like a slash into the void.

The mouth opened wider and wider.

Oh no, that conjured face didn't just have one mouth, but an infinite number of mouths.

opened his mouth and held the officials one by one.

And Meng Shu and those under him began to look different.

The sly smile on his face gradually became gloomy and ruthless......

It's like being possessed by a powerful ghost from the underworld.

Sticking out their long claws, they grabbed at him.

Wen Zhuyuan dodged while imagining a way to crack it.

Escape, there will definitely be no escape.

The door of Qingshuang Ju has long since disappeared.

The whole Qingshuang House is like a covered cellar, making it difficult to distinguish between east and west, north and south, and there are hazy influences everywhere.

He knew that this was the legendary enchantment.

There was a master of arcane arts, long before they entered, he had planted a powerful enchantment that could confuse people's minds, devouring all uninvited guests.

He also knew that this master of secret art was by no means the South Vietnamese "" festival, but ......

It's the one who hides in Tianyitang......

- Tiger in the Nest?

It is said that Hu Jumei was a proud disciple of the high priest of the South Vietnamese barbarians.

When he laid a net to capture the spies of Nanyue in Siping City one by one, the other party also laid a bigger net for himself silently.

At this time, Wang Guozhen had been completely swallowed by the big mouth of the illusion.

In the sky, there was an ethereal figure, floating around, and kept making a cold laugh: oh hehehehe......

Those who have not yet been devoured are cold to the bone.

What's even more terrifying is that Meng Shu and his men, as well as the diners of Qingshuangju, also turned into death warriors in an instant, stretching out their hands with sharp nails, jumping up and surrounding them.

These are just puppets whose souls have been controlled.

If he makes a move, Wen Zhuyuan is confident that he can easily kill him.

But they, after all, are just innocent people.

But if you don't make a move, then your final fate may be torn to pieces by these innocent people.

What to do?

Shoot! Strike decisively! Rather than die, you should die!

Qiu Wanqian's masters of the rivers and lakes who came to help had long understood this truth.

The rising star Ji Siju, who is said to be a rising star in the rivers and lakes, drew his sword without hesitation and made a move!

Stab those zombie-like death warriors.

Deadly moves!

After all, Wen Zhuyuan is from modern times, and he does not have his bloodthirsty fanaticism in his bones.

Although he also drew his sword, he avoided their vital point, and turned the stab into smashing, hanging, and poking, only to let them fall down and no longer be able to continue the murder.

Seeing and hearing stopped and shot away.

The remaining officials who had not yet been conjured up with big mouths also waved the water and fire sticks in their hands, like beating dates, and threw them out in a hula-la-la.

The Jianghu people are very quick to shoot and have great attack power.

And the officials are marching step by step.

With the cooperation of the two, Meng Yu and his men were actually knocked to the ground one by one.

Pour one, bundle one.

And when they were tied, they were tied up on a pillar like a tether of an ox or a sheep.

But they were unwilling, and kept struggling, grinning and roaring......

There are fewer and fewer zombie warriors left in Qingshuangju......

All that remained was the sound of hula la struggling chains.

The kind of rest is gloomy and chilling.

Even though everyone is used to seeing all kinds of scenes, they are still terrified, and they just want to escape from this land of right and wrong as soon as possible.

But where is the door?

Where is the escape route?

The shadow floating in mid-air floated from an unknown direction again: "The rats who broke into hell, with a full body of anger, the gate of hell that can devour everything in the world has been opened for you. Give your blood and filthy souls as a gift to the great King of the Underworld. ”

The psychology of one of the masters of the rivers and lakes seemed to be provoked to the limit by this weird laughter, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he suddenly swung his knife and slashed towards the shadow.

However, the knife slashed up......

The shadow suddenly opened its mouth and grabbed it.

His whole body was also sucked in, into that big mouth......

This exacerbated the fear of the crowd even more.

Wen Zhu Yuanrao had read countless atheist classics, and he was also frightened by this strange situation.

Before he could react properly, he saw the shadow flick lightly.

Not only did the chains that bound those zombie warriors break in response, but even the tables, benches, and even pillars on the ground began to ...... It moved.

Like a human being......

Click, click, jumping......

Little by little, he gathered around the people.

This...... What's going on?!

Ji Sijue swung the Wentian Sword to slash over a table and a chair to attack, and Wen Zhuyuan was back to back, and also asked the same sentence: "This...... What's going on?"

Wen Zhuyuan secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Nonsense, how do I know what's going on?

Ji Sijue said: "What kind of déjà vu?"

Wen Zhuyuan said: "Do you bet or not?"

Ji Si said: "Jokes, there are a few people who don't gamble when they come out to roam the rivers and lakes." ”

Wen stopped and said: "Then let's take a gamble." ”

Ji Si said: "What are you betting on?"

"I bet we're standing here, and these resurrected chairs, stools, and controlled puppets won't move us at all." ”

Ji Sijue said: "Don't be kidding. ”

Wen stopped and said: "Let me tell you the truth, we have now strayed into the enchantment laid by others, and what we see now is just a phantom, no matter how we fight, we can't finish the fight." The final outcome is likely to be that we are tired by these phantoms********* Ji Sijue: "......"

Wen stopped and said: "This enchantment, to put it simply, is like a movie." Don't ask me what a movie is...... What about this movie is, the monsters you see, the blood, the fighting, are all fake, and they are all mirrors made by others to bring people visual stimulation. You watch the knife come at you, you don't move or dodge, he won't really slash at you, but if you fight back, the end result is that you break the TV, and you yourself will be stabbed by the TV, or even electrocuted. ”

Ji Sijue: "......"