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Chapter 826 The Master Opens His Mouth 17
233 hasn't recovered yet, it looks at the black mist around it, dumbfounded, "... Zhang Xiao is dead?"

Bai Ling admitted euphemistically, "It has become a flower fertilizer."

"...", 233 twisted his body, hiding a little away from the black mist, and couldn't help but comment, "He's so miserable."

"It's a bit." Bai Ling agreed.

Zhang Xiao wooed her until he stabbed her with a knife, mainly because he was frightened by the pile of corpses in the kitchen.

Some people will only run away crying and howling when they are frightened, but some people will be aroused to be fierce after being frightened, which is more frightening than a madman—especially when there are people weaker than him around when it exists.

Zhang Xiao is undoubtedly the latter.

There was no evil spirit in his body at first, but the powder in the "seasoning bottle" he stole before was not the Jingweizhai formula that Zhang Xiao thought, but the powder ground from the roots of Qingyao's body.

Even if it is separated from the body and ground into powder, there is still residual vitality in the roots, which is "alive".

Living things have survival instincts, and the powder made from these roots floated into Zhang Xiao's body from the table in the dead of night, and took root there.

After that day, Zhang Xiao was no longer a pure "person".

A monster with a normal mind will not run to harm people for no reason.

But at the same time, monsters with a normal mind will not tolerate in every possible way, allowing others to step on their bottom line to offend it.

In a corner that was half invisible, Bai Ling turned his back to him and licked the corner of his lips. Black mist in the air circled around, mixed with the mist of human flesh and blood, the smell was so charming.

Ban Cha was looking at a translucent figure in front of him, a trace of uncontrollable surprise flashed in his eyes.

...Although the outline is blurred and a little cloudy, it is not difficult to recognize that it is Huo Ling.

Huo Ling held something like a rolling pin in her hand, and frantically beat something on the ground with it.

Ban Sha lowered his head slightly, and saw the soul of the rich merchant's son on the ground.

His soul was cut in half just like his own person. His lower body was placed stiffly beside him, while his upper body was writhing while screaming miserably, trying to avoid the dense rain of sticks.

Looking up at the surroundings, similar scenes are constantly happening, some are old women and children beating up a drunk man, some are young and pretty women crazily scratching a few helpless hooligans...

The world originally paid attention to the law of the jungle, but in this hellish dark room, everything turned upside down.

Ban Cha chanted a Buddhist mantra in a low voice, as if he was going to fold his hands together habitually, but when he raised his hand, he realized that he was still half-embracing someone, and when he looked down, it was the proprietress who fell down with him just now.

The girl's eyes were blank, as if she was cold, and she wrapped her hands around herself.

Seeing Ban Cha lower her head, she couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Where is this? Can we still go out?"

Her face was pale, and she looked a little flustered, but she was far from being overwhelmed with shock.

After half a moment of stunned, he realized that mortals should not be able to see these twisted and miserable souls.

He didn't know what to say for a moment, he raised his hand and patted Bai Ling reassuringly, planning to send her out first, and then come back to save these undead.

Although they fell from the top of their heads, there is obviously an exquisite formation in the ground. If they want to get out, they can't simply jump up.

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