Nightmare Attack

"Is this the Bliss Building?"

Yao Shunyu was in a daze, the scene in front of him had an indescribable appeal, melting their will little by little, tempting them to join in the carnival in front of them.

Compared with Fatty Yao, Shunyu and others, Jiang Cheng was more indescribably familiar with the current scene besides being shocked. In Xixieming Mountain, such a picture once flashed in his mind, And now it's all alive.

Tongtiantai, Bliss Building, no one thought that the current president of the night watchman would condescend to hide himself in the team, and even summoned this ghost building here.

"Look!" The fat man pointed in the air with sharp eyes.

Looking in the direction of the finger, I saw fluctuations in the originally stable space, and the ripples spread out in circles, and then two figures suddenly spewed out from it.

"I was careless!" Master Shui stomped his feet angrily, "I didn't expect him to be a second hand, this guy is smarter than me, **** it!"

Later, Master Shui didn't know what he thought of, and smiled sinisterly, "But it's okay, now that my barrier has been completed, since he has entered this living temple, he will definitely not be able to escape, even if he uses This broken building traps us, and we won't lose if we fight one!"

"Kill him, and this ghost building will be broken!" Master Shui said with pride.

Compared with Master Shui's optimism, Wu was much calmer. He looked up to a dark place above out of thin air, where the black mist lingered, like a ball of insoluble ink, and the light from Luo Nuzhan below could not penetrate there at all.

Jiang Cheng probably understood the current situation. Originally, Master Wuheshui planned to invite Jun into the urn, and then tricked Shao Tong, the current president of the Night Watchman, into the living temple area to close the door and beat dogs. Playing tricks and tricks, he summoned the ghost building first in Master Shui's domain, but instead trapped the group of them in the ghost building.

The current situation is that they are trapped by the president's ghost building, and this ghost building is trapped by Master Shui's barrier, just like a nesting doll.

The final winner depends on whether Wu and Master Shui can join forces to defeat the president in this ghost building.

The melody in the ears became more and more urgent, and the drum beats were like dense rain, beating on everyone's hearts drop by drop, pushing this weird carnival to a climax.

Zhu Jie Tang Qisheng's face was pale, and all he could do was to lean on each other tightly. Everyone already had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

"Pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

With Master Shui yelling, the crutch in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and then suddenly appeared more than ten feet away, and smashed heavily into the darkness where there was no staring.

The diffuse black mist was shattered, and a figure appeared. There was a high platform, enough to overlook the entire Bliss Building. The wooden pillars were painted with gold and silver, which was extremely gorgeous. With a flick of the hand, the crutch that came with the momentum of Wanjun flew back backwards.

Master Shui, who caught the crutches, frowned, and couldn't help but whisper: "In this broken building, your strength and mine will be suppressed. He is much more difficult to deal with than before."

"Hand it to me, and you protect those people below."

Without drawing the knife out of its sheath, the clear light of the knife was like a crescent moonlight, and the piercing aura even stunned the carnival crowd below.

Master Shui opened his mouth slightly, he didn't expect this guy to be so crazy, but his philosophy of life is that if you don't fight, don't fight, even if you want to fight, you have to be the last one to strike, if you can't get something cheap, think twice, he slowed down. After slowly backing away, he looked at Wu with sideways eyes and said, "Little brother, this is what you said, but don't worry, master, I am not a person who will not save you. If you can't hold on, just call me. Master, I still have the bottom of the box." Baby didn't take it out yet."

The president on the stage held on to the railing with his hands on his face like a hospitable host. He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "There is no rush to fight, everyone is here. I invite you to watch a dance. You can watch it if you want.”

But before the words fell, Wu's figure disappeared strangely out of thin air. The next second, a knife light cut down vertically, splitting the commander and the high platform into two.

However, after succeeding, Wu didn't have any hesitation, and immediately turned around. The shattered president and the high platform unexpectedly appeared in another place like a ghost, which was exactly the direction Wu was keeping an eye on, and they had already merged into one.

The president still had a smile on his face, and he patted his hands lightly. With this crisp sound, the carnival crowd below seemed to have been pressed the pause button, they all stopped their work, then turned around in unison, and looked into the building In the middle position, the uniform movements make people feel chills on their backs.

It was only then that Jiang Cheng and the others noticed that there was still a large open space in the middle of the hall. Because it was relatively dark, they had ignored it before. Now it looks like a stage that has been built, covered with light-colored tents. Surrounded by a veil, the scene inside cannot be seen.

But as the surrounding Luo Nu lamps lit up, a voluptuous figure actually appeared on the light-colored curtain, the figure was extremely withdrawn but moved with the rhythm, the dancing posture was swaying, and the feet were delicate, translucent curtain Behind the mantle, the oiran is dressed in a red dress that beats the blood, the waist of the willow is unbreakable, and the lotus grows every step of the way...

Everyone was immersed in it, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras could be heard endlessly. What's even more strange is that such a beautiful picture can't arouse half of the evil thoughts in people's hearts. On the contrary, it is more like a kind of detachment.

Fatty Yao, Shunyu and Zhu Jie Tang Qisheng's eyes gradually blurred, and Tang Qisheng showed an incomprehensible smile, and walked forward uncontrollably, as if he was about to board the Paradise of Rebirth.

Only Jiang Cheng stared at the red dress behind the curtain, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. He vaguely felt a little familiar, but how could there be someone he was familiar with in this building of bliss?

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With a shout ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the curtain in front of him was torn apart by countless plants swarming away, and the scene behind the curtain was completely exposed to everyone.

The moment he saw Hua Kui's face clearly, Jiang Cheng froze, and Fatty and the others woke up like a dream.

Fatty lost his voice even more, "Madam Dahe!"

The person dancing behind the curtain is actually Empress Dahe!

Today, she is still dressed as before, wearing a bright red wedding dress with exquisite embroidery, but in stark contrast to her graceful dancing posture are the tears on that pretty face.

Before she knew it, Wu Yingying had already burst into tears. She still maintained her dancing posture at the curtain call, her movements were gorgeous and impeccable, but her eyes were looking at Jiang Cheng, and the complexity in her eyes was worrying.

Wu Yingying disappeared when she was on the bus last time, and even Wu couldn't feel her aura. Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, she was trapped in the Bliss Building by the president!

In the next second, the president who was watching the show on the high stage gradually restrained his smile, stretched out his hand, pointed at Jiang Cheng and said coldly, "Kill him!"