Unlucky black cat

Click!

Until half of the old man's head was turned into ashes in the hot smoke.

Jiang Sheng, who held his chin tightly with his right hand, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sun projected by the black cat is almost invisible to others because Jiang Sheng uses the refraction of light by air.

He even used the sky as a lens to focus the collected sunlight on one point and stuffed it into the eye sockets of the old man in shrouds.

Therefore, in the eyes of Yang Mo Mo and others, Jiang Sheng only cast a fleeting light on the face of the old man in shroud clothes.

Then the head of the old man in shroud.

It melted like ice cream.

Yes, melted.

The light energy collected by the sky lens greatly exceeded Jiang Sheng's expectations. Therefore, when using this sudden trick, the black cat consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.

Even if it weren't for its palm, which by chance became the coordinates and anchor point of the light, the attack falling at the speed of light would not be within the scope of Jiang Sheng's control.

It wants to refract the sunlight scattered in the atmosphere accurately and quickly into a randomly designated few square millimeters.

This seemingly simple focusing actually requires extremely complex calculations.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it were not for having far more inspiration than ordinary people.

The black cat can make many correct choices using pure intuition, with the help of cloud ghosts.

Jiang Sheng should not be able to do this.

Fortunately, it did.

Although he will be limited by many conditions, Jiang Sheng has indeed mastered a new ability.

And the price.

It is the people living elsewhere who have lost half a second of light.

The sky should have been dark for a moment.

It's just that it's difficult for ordinary people to detect these details.

…

It has ended?

On the road of Tong'an Street.

Yang Momo, who finally folded the test paper, looked at the mummy held in Jiang Sheng's hand and asked angrily.

It has ended.

Jiang Sheng nodded and replied.

Then he let go of his hand and let the body fall to his feet.

Your movements are really fast.

Yang Momo, who didn't know what expression to make, stepped forward and looked at the old man in shroud.

It's your movements that have slowed down.

Jiang Sheng shrugged tiredly.

The other party seems to have the ability in this area, and I can feel it working hard to influence me. But because I was a cursed object, only my spirit was disturbed.

Is that so?

Nodding slightly with a sudden look on his face, Yang Momo agreed with Jiang Sheng's judgment.

Immediately afterwards, the girl put her hands on the mummy's shoulders.

It's really weird. Although it has a physical body, there is no spirit in it. Although there is no soul, there is still powerful spiritual energy and disaster in the body.

No soul.

Jiang Sheng lowered his head and looked at the old man's broken torso.

The body involuntarily absorbs the spiritual energy and disasters escaping everywhere.

So, like the human-faced dog, it is a puppet controlled by others?

This is 80% correct. Yang pondered silently for a moment, and then started to deal with the old man's body again.

Two puppets appeared in succession, both of them possessing considerable combat power. Do you think the mastermind behind this is a weird collaboration?

If there is a rat, you should catch it, no matter where it comes from.

Looking at Yang Mo's solemn expression, Jiang Sheng spoke calmly.

Then Yungui and Yuyi were summoned, swallowing up the misfortune of the old man in shroud.

Keeping these things will do all harm but no good.

But when used as food for cats, pour

It's just right.

…

Looking at the two fierce ghosts who suddenly appeared, one was covered in rotten flesh and the other had loose skin.

Lin Yanyu, who wanted to secretly watch Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo from the corner, shrank her neck again.

Sure enough, in terms of appearance, he is still a guardian spirit like Jiang Sheng, which is easier for people to accept.

No, it’s more than just a little bit.

The black cat boy and so on are too enviable in comparison.

The difference between it and other ghosts is almost like the difference between horror and otome, okay?

But having said that, whose guardian spirits are the two new ghosts arriving now?

It was so cold, my breath felt like it was frozen.

Is it because I watched something I shouldn't have?

It smells so bad, I really want to vomit...

Zombies, cat monsters, and ghosts.

Is this a supernatural world?

How can I protect my family in such a world?

If only I could have some special talents.

Thinking about it, Lin Yan's eyes gradually turned to Zhuang Yuan with a hint of envy.

There is no doubt that compared to myself who can only sit back and wait for death now. The girl in front of me, who was favored by the monster, indeed had enviable assets.

But what Lin Yanyu didn't know was.

Behind Zhuang Yuan, there is another regretful story hidden.

No one can forgive, forgive himself for his already difficult life, and then be fooled by others.

Zhuang Yuan wanted revenge, so she attracted the monster's attention.

…

died?

In the temporary stronghold of the mysterious collaboration, the tall and thin man reported completely the short and fat man's current situation.

A hoarse voice finally came from the other end of the phone.

Yes. The tall and thin man nodded calmly and said.

The body function did not show any serious damage, but the brain was no longer moving, just like the computer pu was burned.

brain death?

The person on the other end of the phone had a sinister tone.

Maybe, I'm not sure yet.

The tall and thin man lowered his eyes helplessly.

Because there are still some burns on a small number of nerve endings.

Trash, I have obviously told him a long time ago not to experience death easily.

On the phone, the voice seemed a little annoyed, but soon it adjusted its mood again.

Forget it, just die. This weekend, the boss will arrive in Lanshan City. You must cooperate this time and kill Bai Guanji, but don't make any mistakes again.

I see. The tall and thin man agreed solemnly.

What to do with the fat man’s body?

Huh, what should I do? Send it back and feed it to the dog!

Yes, I understand.