There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 735: Have you seen my heart? (4 more, make up for December)

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Fang Zheng has a ruthless look.

"Die!"

Boom! boom! boom!

"Die! Die! Die! Die to me!"

Boom! boom!

Boom! boom! boom!

Fang Zheng held his palm tightly around the old man's neck, and raised the old man with the hump back and then hit the ground heavily.

Because of the great strength on the arm, the entire cell was shaking violently.

The hump-backed old man hit the ground again and again.

The ground vibrates again and again.

At the same time, anger and death change!

The body was severely injured by the resistance of the hunchback old man again and again, and Fang Zheng groaned in pain, but he just grasped the hunchback old man in his hand.

But Fangzheng is like a fierce beast, just biting you hard and not letting go, a life-for-life fight.

The hunchback old man is stronger than him. Once he lets the hunchback old man escape from his palm, the next time he wants to catch the hunchback old man, it will only be harder and harder.

So Fang Zheng could only use a life-for-life style of lifeless play.

Every time the hunchbacked old man counterattacked, the opponent's righteous spirit caused great damage.

The hunchbacked old man's counterattack was very fast. Fang's abdomen, legs, arms, and head were severely injured, but under the change of anger and life, the injured soul was quickly healed.

Boom! boom!

The vibration in the cell continued.

The tall, majestic black demon ape, with five thick fingers, is like a giant holding a little pheasant, and bombarding the hunched old man on the ground again and again.

The fierce resistance of the hunched old man fell on Fang Zheng. While causing huge damage to his soul, he also became a means to make up for his soul.

"Go to death for me!"

"Go to death for me!"

"Go to death for me!"

Fangzheng pushed the humpbacked old man on the ground and kept rubbing, without delaying 0.1 second of anger and death conversion, he went crazy in his body.

Finally, the old man with the hunchback took the lead and couldn't hold it. His counterattack speed and strength were getting slower and weaker.

Fang Zheng pinched his neck tightly, smashed his torn apart body, and he recovered more and more slowly...

Finally!

Boom!

With the final touch, the body of the hump-backed old man burst into pieces that could no longer bear the burden.

At the same time, there was a grayish-white spirit aura, rising from the torn apart hunchback old man, breaking through the space barrier of mysterious existence, and flying far into the sky.

+1 from the special spirit of the humpback old man.

It is not the first time that Fang Zheng has obtained soul energy in the world of Yin Yin. Looking at the gray soul energy in front of him, Fang Zheng knows that this soul energy is ultimately caused by the human skin scriptures on his outside body. It was absorbed.

Heh, heh, heh...

Fangzheng was panting heavily, the breath of the fierce fighting became disordered, and he slowly calmed down.

"Fortunately...in the past ten days, the spirit of martial arts has been crazy, the soul is stronger, the skin is thicker, otherwise, the victory or defeat this time is really hard to say."

Fang Zheng couldn't help but rejoice that he was prepared for danger in times of peace.

"Of course, the most important thing is that I have infinite blood recovery, the ultimate strategy of the Jedi counterattack!"

Although this battle may seem easy, it is not easy at all.

Fang Zheng dared to use his life-for-life brutal style of play, because he saw that this was the spiritual world, not the reality itself. Without the physical drag and fatal injuries, he dared to fight the old man with the hunchback head-on.

If you change to the external reality, Fang Zheng will use this kind of fatal play. I don't know how many times he has been beaten to death by the hunched old man.

"Soul Qi..."

"It seems that this trip is not all a loss..."

After Fang Zheng recovered, he looked at the cell with its door wide open, ready to get out of the cell, and began to explore the dungeon.

"Why didn't the ghost mother appear today?"

Fang Zheng carried this doubt. After he walked out of the cell, he first glanced left and right, and then he walked to the hanging scholar on the opposite side of the cell.

The Hanging Scholar turned his back to Fang Zheng, still kicking his legs in the air, Fang Zheng groaned, and then turned the Hanging Scholar's body around.

I don't know!

Just as Fang Zheng just turned the hanging scholar's body, a long scarlet thing with an invisible shadow pierced towards his front door.

Very fast!

I was close at hand and rushed to the front door almost instantly.

But Fang Zheng seemed to have expected it, his body just swayed, and he escaped the sneak attack by the scarlet thing. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the long tongue sticking out from the Hanging Shusheng.

The scholar was very weak, and he was directly slapped into a spinning top.

Then, a ray of grayish-white spirit aura floated from the hanging scholar.

Huh?

Looking at the ordinary spirit energy floating from the hanging scholar, Fang Zheng's heart moved.

It’s hard to say, can you kill the hunchback old man and these scholars, can you get the spirit energy?

Thinking about this, Fang Zheng immediately rejoiced.

This is good news.

As for the reason, Fang Zheng looked at it for a little while, and then he wanted to understand.

The ancient obsession that gave birth to this dungeon should be very powerful, even if it is a small trace of unconscious obsession that remains for an unknown number of years after death, for him, it is extremely powerful.

And he is like a parasite that grows from inside the body, bit by bit eating away at the obsession of this ancient strong man.

Of course, this is just Fang Zheng's personal conjecture.

Maybe there are other possibilities and not necessarily.

But for now, this conjecture is more likely.

Next, Fang Zheng began to search the examination room where the hanging scholar was located, and found nothing of value except for a blank examination paper.

After searching the corpse, there was no gain.

"It's no wonder that the scholar hangs himself... It turns out to be a scumbag who turned in a blank paper."

Disappointed, Fang Zheng began to walk towards the tuberculosis scholar.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough..."

The scholar with tuberculosis is still coughing in pain.

Fang Zheng had just walked over the board of the cubicle and finally came to the examination room where the tuberculosis scholar was. When Fang Zheng saw the tuberculosis scholar, he found that the tuberculosis scholar was madly self-harm.

He held a dagger in his hand.

Man is like a cruel, **** butcher.

Using the dagger in his hand, he is smashing himself.

It was a pale scholar's face with no eyeballs. The scholar looked at Fang Zheng hollowly, still holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand.

"Have you seen my heart and liver?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough...Is this my heart and liver?"

"Ahem...Is this my heart and liver?"

……

The TB scholar cut out a piece of organ from his body, and then Xue Linlin put it on the table, let Fang Zheng help him identify which is the heart and liver.

Coughing painfully while cutting the organs.

This is the origin of the painful cough of the tuberculosis scholar.

"Why do you have to find your heart and liver?"

"How much do you know about here?"

"Are all the candidates who participated in the imperial examination here dead? In this examination room, did evil spirits happen in that year?"

"Did all the candidates in the examination room die later?"