Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke Chapter 1581: Master Psychic (35)

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After the woman was sure that Cen Che was okay, she took the little girl away.

When Shi Sheng and Cen Che left the police station, she bowed her head and thoughtfully said, "Ming Qi can only be resolved by both parties, but it will also pay a price, but ... if you kill the other party, The deed disappears automatically. "

"He is." Cen Che's eyes fell on the traffic.

Shi Sheng followed him, and the black shadow flashed through the traffic flow, and the car collided uncontrollably over the next second.

The sound of harsh brakes and screams is creepy.

The seducer is aloof, seemingly satisfied with the accident he created.

Sheng always saw a dark shadow before, but at this time already can see the outline and body shape. I am afraid that after a period of time, he will be fully revealed.

This test ...

It's a bit interesting, because it's a meditation, so it's hard for her to feel his existence. Even if she feels it, she can't catch him.

Soon or later, something will happen.

But ...

She is Shi Sheng!

How can there be any uncertainty?

No one knows exactly how this accident happened, as if all the car owners suddenly blasted collectively and saw a car crashing up.

A lot of people say it ’s a wicked thing. Even if one person draws the wind, then can they collectively draw the wind? Can convulsions be infected? Definitely it's a hit!

In the media, in order to attract attention, the words "spiritual" were also used, but they were quickly deleted. It can be reported that some screenshots have been taken by the party. Even if it is deleted, it should not hinder the dissemination of the article.

However, this is not the end. In the next short time, there are several similar incidents.

The car suddenly hit each other. The owners were vague. I do n’t know how this happened. I woke up after the accident and was shocked.

Fortunately, no one died in the accident, and the worst was just a concussion. It was okay to rest for a while.

However, this kind of public collective spiritual incident has aroused widespread concern in the society. The relevant departments are unable to control it if they want to control it.

This is not one, but several. The number of people involved is as high as a hundred, and the crowd is even more numerous.

There are still many young people among these people. Young people already have a curiosity. Under such circumstances, how can the relevant departments control the news?

"He has become stronger." Shi Sheng watched the news and propped his chin: "It is so useful to use such a flawed method, but it is quite useful, at least the strength is growing fast."

"He has been increasing his strength recently. He should be looking for an opportunity to do something to me." Hei Ying is very hostile to him and wants to drive him away from her.

"I'm impatient." Shi Sheng snorted coldly and turned off the screen.

Mu Bai didn't dare to attack her daughter-in-law. This inexplicable thing just came out of heaven.

...

The cold radiance is scattered among the high-rise buildings, and outlines countless charms.

The white-collar worker at the end of the night shifted forward hurriedly, and then ran up again. His heels hit the ground and made a rattling sound. The sound echoed on the quiet street, strange and careful.

The white-collar runner stomped on high heels and fell to the side of the road, and the streetlight illuminated her horror.

She stared in one direction, the panic in her eyes magnified infinitely, as if she saw something terrible.

"Stop!" A slamming sound blew flat, and the white-collar worker was lifted from behind, "Run."

The instinct to survive dominates the white-collar worker. After the man told her to run, he ran away without looking back.

Just after the white-collar escaped, a figure appeared out of nowhere, his figure flickered, and he instantly appeared in front of Fake Jitong. His cold fingers wrapped around her neck, "nosy."

His speed is too fast, Fake Jitong can't avoid it at this time, his throat is choked and his eyebrows are a little nervous.

She can feel the ghost in front of her is stronger than she has ever seen before.

Fake Jitong quickly felt a few charms in his pocket, regardless of whether he was on the shadowy forehead.

The rune paper is a bit useful. Hei Ying is forced to take a few steps back. Fake Jitong has a respite and immediately gets up and runs in one direction.

Thanks to Brother over there, she just needs to lead the ghost over.

She looked back as she ran, but she saw the ghost standing in place and never caught up. Fake Jitong had a strange heart in her heart. She followed the sight of the ghosts and saw the woman coming out of the darkness.

She walks in a hurry, like walking in the courtyard, from darkness to moonlight.

The buildings behind her seem to be distorted into strange shapes, and her figure is only strange and gloomy.

A human being more terrible than a ghost.

This is the only thought in Fake Jitong's mind at this time.

She seemed to say something to the ghost, and the power of the ghost ran away and rushed towards her.

Fake Jitong stopped and watched one person and one ghost fight over there. There was a little expectation in her heart, expecting that she would die like this.

Fake Jitong was startled by her own thoughts. How could she have such thoughts?

Furious wind swept over there, with a cold chill, Fake Jitong couldn't help shivering. She looked up again, but did not see the dark shadow, only saw the woman standing alone in the moonlight, the iron sword in her hand refracting the shattered light, scattered on the glass window around, like a crushed diamond .

Is that ghost dead?

No ...

Fake Jitong's heart suddenly burst into a chill. She turned and tried to run, but her body couldn't move. There was something cold on her back, and a pair of cold hands on her neck again.

Shi Sheng drew his sword and walked slowly, looking over her, falling behind her, with a smile on her face, "You kill her, kill her, I will thank you very much, and let you Die happily. "

"You are my bride, why should you be with others?" Yin Yin only held fake Jitong, and did not use any strength. He asked Shi Sheng angrily.

"Your bride? Your bride is dead. Can I be the one who can kill you?" Shi Sheng looked indifferent, and the moonlight fell into her dark pupil, a cold chill.

"You and I have a deed, you are my bride, why are you betraying me? Was that man seduced by you?" The spirit of the yin is unstable, holding the hand of Fake Jitong from time to time, loose On, Fake Jitong's face changed with his movement.

"Come on Brother, you and I don't know each other, don't you take the word betrayal on me?"

"Don't know?" The tone of the yin sharpened, like scratching the porcelain with sharp tools, and it hurt the eardrums. "You made the oath to stay with me, did you say you don't know?"

"Oh, the person you said, already, died and died in the sedan chair. As for her oath, she was completely forced, was n’t she willing to ask questions?"

The villagers in that village are not ordinary people. They have worshipped a ghost for generations, and this ghost is the man in front of him.