Close by, cold palms pierced Yang Jian's body like nails. The joints of these puppets were intertwined and their bodies were twisted, like a prison cell, trapping Yang Jian instantly. Even the ghostly figure stood there.

It was filled with many puppets.

Obviously, Sister Hong knows that not only Yang Jian must be restricted, but also the ghost shadow. After all, she has inherited Liu Qingqing's memory and has had the experience of fighting Yang Jian. She knows that Yang Jian's true identity is the ghost shadow on the ground and not this one.

With a half-dead body.

The burning will-o'-the-wisp was quickly extinguished, and Yang Jian was horribly restricted. Seizing this opportunity, a red puppet quickly retreated with Brother Qiu San.

"I'm not dead yet, Zhang Youhong, don't hold back, kill him, you can do it, I always believe in you."

Brother Qiu San's whole body was charred black, and there were still flames on it that could not be extinguished easily. At this moment, he said in a gloomy tone.

Yang Jian was restrained by countless puppets. He twisted his neck and looked at Sister Hong: "It seems that after your resurrection, you are weaker than I thought. Even I can't deal with it. Otherwise, you won't be able to protect them."

several."

He had fought against old monsters from the Republic of China in White Water Town. Whether it was the old woman carrying a basket, the knocker in life, or the owner of the cemetery, everyone was so scary that it made people suffocate. But it was this Sister Hong.

What it showed was unsatisfactory.

"Long-worded."

Sister Hong's face darkened. Of course, her rebirth was not without cost. She had to give up a lot of things, and even with her previous memories, she could not regain her previous strength, because many times successful experiences cannot be replicated.

If you can succeed and reach that level the first time, you may not be able to do it the second time.

Immediately all the puppets moved. Each puppet took a part of Yang Jian's body, just like the decomposed building blocks. Even the ghost couldn't resist this supernatural attack. It was unexpectedly touched by the puppet.

It was split into many black shadows.

A complete Yang Jian just disappeared like this.

Each puppet holds a part of Yang Jian's body in its hands. The strange thing is that these bodies are not dead, but alive, and even the disassembled heart is still beating.

"Did you successfully kill Yang Jian?"

At this time, Hu Zongshang, who was initially dismembered, opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and woke up.

Although he only has half of his body, he is still alive, and the two halves of his body are slowly recovering as time goes by.

But now he is still unable to move, no different from a real dead body.

"He's not dead yet, he's just been broken into countless pieces by me. As long as these bodies are stored separately, he will never be able to recover." Sister Hong said: "I can't compare to before. It's already very long to be able to do this.

It’s not easy anymore, this is also because Yang Jian was only focused on dealing with you just now, if not I wouldn’t be able to seize this opportunity.”

"He is too arrogant, and it is natural for him to capsize now." Although the burnt Qiu Sange was in pain at the moment, his face remained expressionless.

"Rescue Zhang Yi quickly, she's still being nailed."

Sister Hong said: "She won't die for the time being. It's just a nail in the coffin. There is no danger."

As he spoke, a puppet wearing a cheongsam walked over and tried to pull out the red spear.

But as soon as the puppet touched the spear and exerted force, a terrible curse broke out in an instant, and the red puppet immediately froze in place and made no movement.

"Is there some kind of curse on it?" Sister Hong walked over in person and touched the spear from the palm wrapped in a handkerchief.

With a slight movement, Sister Hong felt a terrible cold breath coming, and then eroding her whole body, but the red handkerchief blocked this cold erosion, she directly pulled out the spear, and then quickly threw it aside.

This supernatural weapon was very special and she didn't want to touch it for the time being.

Without the oppression of the coffin nails, this woman from the Republic of China slowly came to her senses.

But just when Sister Hong was rescuing these people, ghost eyes suddenly opened among the incomplete ghost figures.

Then a red light flooded everything.

next moment.

In the depths of this red light, Yang Jian appeared in front of everyone intact again.

"I said, reversing life and death is not difficult for me." The familiar and cold voice echoed, making everyone's heart shrink suddenly.

"Are you kidding? You're not even dead?"

The burnt black skin on Brother Qiu San's face has not yet recovered. He opened his eyes wide and looked shocked.

"Restart? And it's a large-scale restart, which is completely different from the previous restart." Sister Hong turned around and saw the scene she least wanted to see.

Yang Jian stood there without taking action, but said: "Sister Hong, don't you understand yet? Until now, none of the people around you have died."

Sister Hong frowned.

"It's not that I can't kill them, it's that they themselves are already dead. Now their true identities are ghosts. Their current behaviors are just retaining their previous habits and memories, so they look like normal people. But this kind of

It won't last long." Yang Jian said.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can't be persuaded by you. I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Sister Hong said, "Really? That's really a pity."

Yang Jian sighed slightly and then stretched out his hand to grab it. The spear that had fallen aside appeared directly in his hand. The next moment, he whispered: "This knife will definitely hit the person in front of you."

After making a wish, the spear fell down.

Originally, Sister Hong couldn't leave a medium while wearing red high heels, and she couldn't even hit her when she was in the ghost realm. However, with the supernatural assistance of the wishing ghost, Sister Hong's medium appeared like the person before.

In front of his eyes, just at the moment when the medium appeared, the hatchet slid over and chopped off his head. The next moment, the curse broke out.

Sister Hong's neck was torn apart instantly, and her beautiful head left her body and fell to the ground with a bang.
Chapter completed!