Chapter 678: Triple illusion

This should be Zhao Qinghong's voice, right? When did he appear, and why did he say that weird thing...
"I left them. Alone?" Wang Wengui's face was pale, and big sweat beads appeared on his face.
Not a death judge, but Zhao Qinghong's ghost!
Wang Wengui screamed violently and rushed towards the gate.
The doorknob kept looking anxiously: "Open it for me, open it for me!"
"Brother Wen, where do you want to go, isn't it good to be with us here?"
Zhao Qinghong, whose face was gloomy, didn't move her feet, but she could wander strangely behind Wang Wengui, still standing close to her.
"You, you don't want to look for me, it has nothing to do with me, it was the death judge who did it. Let me go." Wang Wengui pulled the doorknob with both hands, and once again felt the bitter coldness behind him, he didn't dare to move. Said tremblingly.
"But the brothers can't bear you, you should stay here to accompany us." Zhao Qinghong said quietly.
Wang Wengui's breath suddenly stagnated.
Facing Zhao Qinghong's ghost face, his expression twisted.
Suddenly, a blazing flame burned on him.
With a bleak voice, Zhao Qinghong screamed and backed away.
Wang Wengui was stunned. He was just thinking about whether to fight.
Inexplicable flames came out of him, and it seemed to burn Zhao Qinghong's ghost behind him.
Is this... Could it be said that you also have superpowers? Is it that he is actually dead and then resurrected? Wang Wengui was excited, and his face became flushed.
Mader, if so, he is still afraid of a hairy ghost, maybe there will be a day, the death judge can kill it!
He became more courageous and turned around, looking at the translucent Zhao Qinghong behind him, completely without fear.
"Hahaha, come, now I'm not afraid of you!" Wang Wengui laughed.
Looking at the burning flames on himself, quite proud.
But soon, he discovered something was wrong.
Because the opposite Zhao Qinghong actually sneered.
"Brother Wen, do you really think so?" Zhao Qinghong said with a strange echo in the voice.
Wang Wengui heard from South Korea Mao and Andy Lau's voice.
At the same time, on Zhao Qinghong's chest, two terrifying faces appeared, very painful.
"You, don't you want to scare me, I'm not afraid of you now!" Seeing such a weird scene, Wang Wengui was nervous again.
But the flames on him still gave him some confidence.
But the smile on Zhao Qinghong's face was stranger: "Then give it a try!"
The hand stretched out to the side suddenly burned exactly the same flame.
"How could..." Wang Wengui turned pale, and suddenly felt a burning pain rushing from his body.
Then fell to the ground and howled.
"Asshole, you lied to me! Ah, it hurts me!" Wang Wengui struggled with a distorted expression, yelling in his mouth.
"If not, how could you turn around, do you think I am terrified now? Yes, I have eaten all the old Han and old Liu, they are now tortured in my body, soon It's your turn!" Zhao Qinghong opened his eyes wide and said eeriely.
There seemed to be a flashlight shining on his chin, making him look terrible.
"Don't, let me go! I'm wrong, let me go." Wang Wengui rolled around, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.
But it didn't work at all. He burned to death with these flames, suffering constantly.
Suddenly, Wang Wengui in the flames stopped screaming, his eyes turned and his head tilted, and he passed out.
"Hey, hey..." Zhao Qing smiled visibly, his body faded and disappeared.
Then, the picture in the video changes.
Appeared in an empty world with a dark background.
Wang Wengui was running dead in the front, and Zhao Qinghong in the rear was flying in midair with a terrifying expression.
"You can't run away, Wenge, obediently eaten by me!"
"Don't, don't come over!" Wang Wengui shouted in collapse, the expression on his face was already a little nervous, and his tears and nose slammed back as he ran.
He was fainted by the flames just now, and he woke up in this strange place.
Then Zhao Qinghong suddenly appeared, saying that this is the place where people would stay after death, and he would eat him like South Korean Mao and torture in his stomach.
Of course, Wang Wengui refused, so he rushed forward with no life.
It only took a while to run, and the two legs were as heavy as lead.
This is not fair, why is it also a ghost, he feels no different from human beings, and Zhao Qinghong can fly.
Then, suddenly felt a pain behind him.
Two hands strangled his neck.
"Hey, hey, where are you going to be eaten by me!"
Zhao Qinghong chewed something in his mouth while grinning.
Then he slammed open the big mouth of the blood basin and tore off a misty flesh on Wang Wengui's shoulder.
"Ah!" Wang Wengui couldn't help screaming.
Sufferings of pain stimulated his brain, and his whole body shuddered.
Then he reached out and wanted to get Zhao Qinghong behind him.
But as soon as his hand reached behind, there was a sudden pain, and he howled again.
His arms shook and shook back, and he held it in front of him, then his eyes shrank.
I saw three of the five fingers on the palm of his right hand have been bitten off.
The wounds were uneven, the canine teeth were staggered, and there was a ray of gray mist on it.
"My hand, my hand!" Wang Wengui's head was dazed, and the whole person was stunned.
This is like being bitten by a dog, is it your own hand?
Is he disabled now?
Oh no, it should be said to be a ghost with a disability.
This made Wang Wengui unacceptable, wow crying sadly.
At the same time, his voice was hoarse with a hoarse voice: "Zhao Qinghong, Lao Tzu fights with you!"
He fell backward and pressed Zhao Qinghong under him.
At the same time, he was struggling frantically, and after breaking free of his shackles, he bit towards Zhao Qinghong.
"Woo, woo, Lao Tzu killed you for a dog day, you still have Lao Tzu's hand!"
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