Weird Regulator - Chapter 355 : "Let's go, Mo"

Sen Bai's hand bones, which have become the color of carbon black, are completely integrated with the white candle due to the high temperature.

Tongguan's left hand became a candlestick dragging a supernatural candle, which could not be separated.

In 1012, he was the only one left in the dormitory, a ghost, and four corpses.

The ghost who used to be called Little Lan, the first shot was thrown by a female corpse, one of the four corpses in his hand.

Tongguan's five internal organs are on fire at this moment, and in a moment and a half, he will be completely turned into ashes.

The supernatural power of this white candle is far more terrifying than he imagined.

"This is definitely not an ordinary crime!"

In fact, when Tongguan's hand bones were fused with the white candle, the information of the sinful object had already surfaced in his heart.

But the unstoppable pain made him unable to distract himself from reading, he only knew that he guessed wrong.

The master ghost who left this candle doesn't care about the ownership of the candle, or even the ending of the game.

It won't come, only a single-faced ghost can be left in Tongguan.

"boom!"

When the corpse came flying, Tongguan had no room to hide, and it was smashed firmly.

Tong Guan clutched the white wax that could not be separated, and flew out together with the chair under him.

At the moment when he fell to the ground, out of the corner of his light, he saw the blood-stained, hideous-looking female ghost, teleporting over.

The five fingers on his hand are slender like knives, becoming life-threatening hooks, and the target is Tongguan's bare throat.

The left hand has been turned into a candlestick, completely abolished...

Tongguan knew that he would not pay any more, and he really wanted to explain it here today. In desperation, he didn't care about the consequences and stretched out his right hand toward the candle.

In fact, when he learned that the master ghost will not come, another rebirth path has also been triggered.

As a tool to integrate the triple world, the white candle is enough to bring Xiao Lan back to the script world as long as it is extinguished.

Compared with Tongguan's original plan, Xiaolan was dragged by the master ghost, and he took the white candle sin and retreated.

The current way of life is really the next best thing.

But as of now, there is no way.

Tongguan didn't have a chance to adjust his posture at all. He was still lying on the ground, his right hand intact, participating in the extraordinarily intense work of consecrating sins.

The right hand is very similar to the left hand. The candle flame of white wax seems to be weak, but in fact it is incomparably powerful.

In one encounter, the skin of the right hand had been scorched and cracked, but fortunately, the action of the left hand weakened a part of the strength, so that the right hand did not suffer such terrible injuries when it joined.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The moment the right hand touched the white wax, it joined forces with the bones of the left hand, and it was about to burn out, but it could still hold on to the candle for about ten seconds, exerting force in two opposite directions.

The wax mud fell off one after another, and the original white candle almost became a bare rod, but it still insisted on not going out.

Tongguan felt that the skin between his neck had cracks.

The ghost hand, which only needs to live, is only a few centimeters away from his neck, and the powerful force has not yet touched his skin, and his flesh has been ripped apart.

The severe pain in the right hand, the edge of life and death, and the powerless struggle made Tongguan break out with the last remaining strength.

The left hand and the right hand exerted force at the same time, and there was a faint smell and a faint smoke in the air.

"Crack!"

The white candle that had been burning for more than an hour finally went out at this moment.

The nail of the killer had already pierced into Tongguan's flesh and blood, but it disappeared when the firelight disappeared.

Tongguan fell to the ground weakly, no part of his internal organs was in pain, but he no longer had the previous sense of death.

The candle went out, and the ghost was sent back to the non-existent scripted world.

Tongguan lay quietly on the ground, and really didn't have the strength to get up. He looked at the white candle in his hand and his own hands.

The left hand has been abolished. At this moment, it is separated from the white wax, like a piece of black coke, and even the skeleton has been burnt out nine times out of ten.

The right hand seemed to have been burned by the fire. Although it was not lost, it was basically unusable.

Tong was concerned about the severe headache. In order to obtain such a crime, he lost two hands, and the price was too great.

until……

The white candle that was divided into two halves was silently restored in his palm, and the burned wax mud returned.

The complete white candle, just like the one I saw at first, stood in front of Tongguan.

He finally had time to read the information on the sinful object of this white wax, the long and clear sinful object effect, and the extremely terrible use price.

It almost made him forget that he was seriously injured at the moment, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"impossible!

This sin... how could it be a two-star mission sin!

Even in the battle of store managers, such a powerful crime would not appear.

This is not just a sin with two-way functions of time and space...

It even dominates time and space! "

……

At the same time, at the gate of Shanming University of Finance and Economics in the middle of the night, a middle-aged woman sat on a small bench in the guard room.

The woman was slightly bloated, with a fat face and a yellow face, a red padded jacket and a dark green scarf, dressed like a country woman.

Sitting on the small bench, smashing the melon seeds, the flesh on his face and the hemorrhoids under the corners of his mouth trembled as he spit out the skin of the melon seeds.

She quietly looked at the several men walking out from her and walked past her.

Strangely, those men did not see her, and even a sturdy man stepped on her toes.

But middle-aged women don't seem to exist in their world, and no one notices them.

"Fuck your uncle, the dead boy has eyes on his butt, you are dead!"

The woman's voice was very sharp~www.novelbuddy.com~ It was as harsh as a sharp stone scraping against glass, and the words she said were extremely vulgar.

At this moment, a line of words appeared out of thin air on the stone brick in front of her.

"You broke our agreement!"

It is not difficult to guess who the line of words came from.

Because the way it appeared was exactly the same as when he had a conversation with Ji Li's gray soul.

The woman spit out the skin of the melon seeds in her mouth and said lightly:

"According to the original rules, I didn't participate in Ji Li."

"It's not okay for you to be involved in the Tongguan affair, he involved the truth fifty years ago.

You give him the white candle, which is equivalent to changing the direction of things and making the chess game unbalanced. "

The difference is that the last time it communicated with the gray soul, it didn't say so much.

The woman looked at a certain figure in the B-2 building from a distance, and said in a slightly disappointed tone:

"This game of chess is a chess game between you and Ji Li. They have played against each other for fifty years, and this is the last move.

My agreement with you is to make Ji Li a sacrificial ceremony, so everything on the chessboard has not changed.

I just want to make this time more exciting. After all, Tongguan and I are from the same place, and I have already booked him. "

There are no more words on the floor tiles, that existence seems to default.

The middle-aged woman with a ferocious face brushed off the skin of the sunflower seeds on her body and stood up from the small bench.

She turned around and got on a dilapidated bus. She patted the driver on the shoulder.

"We'll see your old friend again at the end.

Let's go, Mo. "