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The operation on Yang Jian's side went smoothly.
And Huang Ziya, who was running all the way in the dark holding the ghost candle, had reached her limit. Her legs gave way, and she staggered and fell to the hard concrete road on the ground. This fall made her dizzy, and she almost fainted In the past, at the same time, the ghost candle in his hand was directly extinguished because of this wrestling.
Wanting to find the ghost candle, but she didn't know where she fell, fear and fear made her panting and breathing more intense.
The surroundings were still quiet and weird, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold breeze blowing nearby, which made her hair stand on end, and she didn't dare to continue looking for ghost candles, but thought about saving her life in this way.
After all, I have already procrastinated for this time, so it should be enough.
Just when she was about to stand up, suddenly, something seemed to hang down from her back. At the same time, she felt something touch on her arms and legs, rough and soft, like weeds being touched by the wind. As if blowing touched his own body, it felt as if humans and animals were harmless.
But this gentle prelude brought a sign of terror to come.
Instantly.
In the darkness, an old straw rope directly locked her neck, almost strangling her bones, and directly hanging her whole body.
The slow speed of the ghost rope was the only shortcoming, but no matter how fast it was, it still caught up with Huang Ziya.
She was attacked.
And this attack is irresistible, because even if she uses her own ghost ability to resist a ghost rope attack, she will still be unable to survive the countless subsequent attacks, and will eventually die from the ghost's recovery.
Huang Ziya didn't even think about resisting. The moment she was hoisted, she immediately threw out a weird doll in her hand.
The doll was stained with blood, which was from her other hand.
After all, she is also a ghost master who has participated in training, and her quality is not that bad. Before that, she was ready to smear blood on the doll at any time.
The crooked rag doll, which was stitched with old cloth and black hair, fell to the ground and stood up strangely, then turned its head, looking around very curiously, as if looking at the surrounding situation.
Because the body was stained with Huang Ziya's blood.
This weird doll seemed to replace Huang Ziya's existence. The ghost rope that attacked her before changed direction again and hung down towards this doll.
Huang Ziya, who was hanging in the air, suddenly loosened his neck and fell to the ground.
"Yes, it's useful. That Yang Jian really didn't lie to me." She didn't care about the pain, and she showed the joy of escaping death in the darkness.
The rag doll seemed to sense that the ghost rope was about to attack it, and started to run nimbly and quickly on the ground with those short legs.
A ghost rope floated in, and the rag doll jumped up directly, passed through the noose on the ghost rope, and continued to jump and run forward.
When encountering trees blocking the way, the rag doll will bypass it, and when it encounters steps, it will turn over the steps.
Jumping and walking nimbly along the way, he avoided the ghost ropes hanging down from the sky. The nooses tried to catch the doll like a trap, but they all failed. Even after evading many attacks, The doll will stop and clap its hands, looking very happy.
The survivability of this rag doll seems to be very good, and the ghost rope has nothing to do with it for a while.
However, rag dolls will be consumed.
Because it is made of old rags, the quality is not very good. After the doll has been running for a period of time, due to friction with the concrete road on the ground, the old rags began to wear and tear. , there seemed to be something leaking out of it, like white blank paper.
At the same time, one of the doll's legs seemed to be limping, its movements were no longer so flexible, and it limped when walking.
But it is still struggling to escape, and the ghost rope behind it is chasing after it.
Because the rag doll encountered a step, its short body could not go over it directly, but could only climb up, so the action slowed down a step, a rope touched the rag doll's body, and it was also wrapped in the cloth without any suspense. On the doll's neck, tighten directly to hang it up.
But the rag doll was too small, and when the ghost rope was tightened, it didn't wrap around its neck, but only locked one of its hands, and hung it up directly.
The rag doll struggled violently, and finally gave up one arm and broke free from the ghost rope.p; And because the coffin nail is in a dead state, it cannot be recovered temporarily.
In other words, Yang Jian has now reached a perfect balance.
"So, my hand is terrible?" Yang Jian examined his unconscious arm.
Although the skin of the arm was black, the palm of the hand was cold, pale without a trace of blood, and the huge contrast seemed extremely strange, but he could feel that this hand was already a new ghost.
A ghost that cannot be understood because of various coincidences.
A ghost that can be perfectly controlled at present.
When he was examining himself, Zhang Lei suddenly pointed to the distance and said in surprise; "Yang Jian, look quickly, the ghost domain is disappearing."
Hearing this sentence, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head,
Sure enough, he saw the darkness gathering together in the distance, and he was leaving quickly towards a place. At the same time, the surrounding became brighter, and he even saw the morning sun behind him.
However, at first glance, the far-away darkness appears to be in the shape of a coffin. If it is further away, it will be like a black coffin moving, which makes people feel frightened.
"This is what the ghost coffin really looks like a ghost, a ghost land?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.
It feels like this ghost coffin is getting more and more mysterious.
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