Everyone takes turns to take over, life or death depends on fate.

There is no fault in Yang Jian's approach.

"Are you here?" Yang Jian looked stern at this moment and suddenly turned around, staring in the direction of the lobby.

Ghost shadows cover the ground, triggering the medium.

He saw a pale, emaciated corpse with no clothes on. The corpse had a long, scary face, and terrifyingly thin arms. It was simply skin and bones.

Yang Jian looked at the media, his face was cold, and he immediately chopped down the hatchet in his hand.

With this knife, he directly cut the fierce ghost into two pieces.

"ah!"

There was another weird scream, the voice was very thin, like a woman's.

The devil was dismembered.

But the next moment.

The curse broke out.

A crack appeared on Yang Jian's waist, which cut him off and could not be restored in a short time.

But he doesn't plan to recover anytime soon.

Therefore, the position he chose was the waist. Even if he was really cut in half, it would not affect his subsequent activities.

But ghosts are different.

Once a ghost is dismembered by a hatchet, it will be in a suppressed state for a short time, and then it will gradually recover, and then it will look for puzzle pieces... It will take at least an hour to fully return to the state before the hatchet was struck.
Chapter completed!