Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

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Dangerous!

Almost at the same time as seeing this figure, a creepy feeling rose in Yanagi Xuanyi's heart.

He barely hesitated at all, and directly activated the power of the stand-in trick he controlled.

An eerie chill erupted within him.

The next moment.

His consciousness was suddenly pulled out of his body.

In a flash.

A terrifying pain and squeezing sensation came.

Yanagi felt his consciousness return again.

Only this time he did not return to his body, but entered a cramped and young body.

This is a teenager who is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

This boy is called Yagyu Jiro.

It was his own son.

"Escaped, escaped?"

Looking down at his much smaller fist, Yanagi let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he took possession of his son's body, his son was equivalent to death.

But he didn't care about this kind of thing at all.

This kind of thing like a son is just a consumable thing for him.

He left the seeds of a stunt in several of the children with whom he was related.

As long as he encounters a danger that is difficult to fight.

"Is this the strength of a trickster who can solve S-class strange events? "

Brushing his hair, Yanagi looked at the young man in the mirror who looked seventy percent similar to him, grinned, and laughed.

"But I'm still alive with the trick of the stand-in, you who are so powerful will be eroded by the weird sooner or later, and I won this game. "

Burst!

A wound had pierced his heart.

Sluggishly lowered his head and looked at the wound.

Liu Shengxuan's face was confused.

What's the situation?

What's going on with this wound?

Who attacked me in "240"?

Doubts rose from his mind.

But no one answered him.

He could only watch as a terrifying supernatural suppressive force erupted from this wound.

Silence was cast in his body.

Poof!

His eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

With a heart full of unwillingness, Yanagi Genichi stopped showing signs of life.

The sound of him falling attracted the attention of the rest of the family.

A sound of footsteps came from outside the door, stopping at the door of his room, and a gentle female voice came from outside the door.

"Jiro, what's wrong with you?"

It's a pity that the people in the house can't hear anymore.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

The person outside the door saw that there was no sound in the room, and she was a little anxious, and after hesitating for a moment, she twisted the doorknob.

"I'm sorry, I came in......"

A young woman dressed in loungewear with a one-shoulder ponytail walked into the room.

She saw Yanagi Jiro lying on the ground, covered in blood, covering his mouth with his hands and letting out a scream.

"Jiro!"

Tears overflowed from her eyes, and the young woman ran to Yagyu Jiro's body and helped him up.

Looking at Yanagi Jiro's dead face.

The young woman couldn't help but cry.

"Woo!"

Tears blurred her eyes, and she seemed to see her son open his eyes again, raising his hand to help her wipe her tears.

The next second.

She felt a cold, stiff palm on her face.

"Jiro ......"

A strange force was poured into the young woman's body from Jiro's hands.

The young woman's gaze began to become blank.

"Mom's ......"

Then.

A little girl's voice came from outside the door.

A little girl, only four or five years old, was lying behind the door, looking at the woman in the room and Yanagi Jiro with some strange eyes.

She wondered why there was so much red stuff on her mother and brother.

"Come here. "

The woman's numb expression melted suddenly, and she turned her head and beckoned to the little girl with a smile.

The little girl came over honestly and was grabbed by the woman's palm.

The cold aura was transmitting, and the highlights receded from the girl's eyes.

A cold aura began to ripple from her body.

Terror is contagious.

But in the island nation.

The weird began to be contagious at this moment.

............

Burst!

The broken sword was drawn from Yanagi's chest.

Wu Jian shook off the blood stains on the broken sword and withdrew it into the holster.

Through this corpse as a medium.

He killed Kenichi Yanagi, who used the stand-in trick to transfer consciousness.

"That's all settled. "

looked at the corpses of the tricksters scattered all over the place.

Wu Jian's brows furrowed slightly.

These tricksters are enemies who have been dismembered by broken swords.

The strangeness in their bodies was forcibly removed by him, the terror was banned, and thrown onto the other side.

But I don't know why.

Wu Jian had a sense of powerlessness to punch the cotton.

He had a feeling.

It seems that these tricksters have been used by some people and have become cannon fodder to hold him back.

And the real mastermind behind the scenes should be someone else.

............

"Who are you?"

Laojun Ridge, ancient ruins.

Xu Miaoshi's pale face gasped and looked at the figure in front of him.

Behind her, Bai Dong was already lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Who am I? Who am I? I don't know!"

It was a woman wearing a dress from the Republic of China period.

There was a large patch of blood on her forehead, as if she had been hit by something.

The woman held a blood-colored jade bracelet in her hand, tilted her head, and showed a puzzled and crazy smile on her face.

"Do you know that what you are doing now has broken the laws of the country?"

Xu Miaoshi felt the coldness of his hands restlessly, and his face was extremely ugly.

This woman is terrifying.

The strength she showed didn't look like a living person at all, but a little like a complete forehead.

Thrilling and powerful.

"Law, what's that?"

The woman grinned and put the blood-colored jade bracelet on her wrist, and used this jade bracelet to hold her cheeks, and a strange flush rose on her face.

"Hmm~ Look, am I beautiful?"

A blood-colored flush lit up on the jade bracelet, illuminating the woman's face, conjuring up a strange grimace that was constantly distorting.

This grimace is sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes angry, sometimes sad.

Emotions are constantly changing.

A series of strange screams that made the scalp tingle constantly echoed in the area as the face changed.

Hearing this voice, Xu Miaoshi's face couldn't help but begin to change, and gradually moved closer to the expression on the woman's face.

A terrifying cursed power began to rise within her as her expression drew closer.

Life began to weaken, consciousness began to blur, and even the weirdness in the body fell silent.

"No!

Sensing this change, Xu Miaoshi gritted his teeth violently and smashed the entire tip of his tongue.

The pain shook her spirits, and he jerked his index fingers up to his ears.

Burst!

Blood flowed, and she actually pierced her eardrums.

At the same time, the strange power of her hands exploded, directly sealing the sense of hearing.

The strange cries that echoed in my head suddenly diminished.

Let Xu Miaoshi take a big breath.

Her hands turned unusually pale at this moment.

The blood-colored fingertips shook up an invisible cold fluctuation.

Scratch and die.

It's the rules of killing that she weirdly has on her hands.

Anyone scratched by her fingernails would die.

Even if Weird is attacked by her, it will fall silent.

Yikes!

Strange supernatural powers break through the limitations of space.

Five bloody wounds were cut directly on the woman's body.

The murderous supernatural is exploding. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It makes the blood-colored halo on the woman's face chaotic and no longer so evil.

Unfortunately, this attack can only go so far.

It is simply impossible to make a woman die.

She put down her hand with the jade bracelet and touched the wound on her body, with a weeping expression on her face.

"Why do you want to hurt me? I don't have any malicious ......."

Gently dipping her fingers in a little blood, the woman smeared the blood on her lips, and it turned scarlet.

"Even so, do you want to torture me, oppress me, abuse me, and finally kill me!"

The woman hung her head, her body trembling.

Two lines of blood-colored tears flowed down his face.

The woman's voice was low at first, then sharp, and finally eerie like a ghost.

As her voice changed, blood began to flow from her head, and half of her skull gradually began to dimple.

An even more terrifying aura began to rise above her.

"You ...... Damn it!"

A cold aura erupted on this woman's body, suddenly enveloping the entire Laojun Ridge.

Under the influence of this breath.

The entire Laojun Ridge gradually became gloomy.

Gradually, it became a town during the Republic of China.

In this town.

All the buildings are exceptionally tall.

Below the building lies a deep darkness that resembles an endless abyss.

"Ghost ......"

Standing on a building similar to a post office, Xu Miaoshi's face was ugly.

She felt oppressed by this ghost.

The strangeness in her body began to fall silent again, and her body was uncontrollably trying to get up and jump down from the top of this post office.

This is the murder rule of the ghost snake controlled by this woman.

Jumping off a building will kill.

And in this ghostly world, all the places are high-rises.

One step down, is the abyss.

"What a monster she is!"

Trying to control the weirdness in his body, resisting the ubiquitous cold erosion.

Xu Miaoshi moved very slowly towards the edge of the roof step by step.

She looked at the woman standing at the top of a bell tower, blood and tears constantly flowing from the corners of her eyes, and her heart gradually sank to the bottom.

This woman is terrible.

It doesn't matter how weird the horror she's mastering, or how skillful he kills when he's weird.

Far more than any trickster she knew0.........

Except for the strong Wu Jian who is not like a person.

She couldn't think of anyone who could stand up to her.

But Wu Jian is now dealing with another wave of tricksters elsewhere.

I can't wait for his rescue at all.

"It's over. "

Xu Miaoshi, who had already walked to the edge of the building, felt the strangeness of complete silence in his body.

The expression gradually despaired.

She already smelled death.

"Die. "

The woman on the roof smiled hideously and made a push gesture.

Xu Miaoshi, who was standing at the edge of the building, was shocked.

Straight from the roof.

The brightness of the sky above is rapidly shrinking, and the surrounding dark buildings are constantly expanding.

Xu Miaoshi felt as if he was falling into a bottomless well.

The despair that gradually sank into darkness made her finally despair.

"Woo!"

She took off her strong woman's disguise and began to cry.

The instinctive fear of death in man.

It's not something that ordinary people can resist.

At least she can't.

"I don't want to die ......"

She opened her mouth, the tip of her tongue shattered, and let out a faint cry.

"I don't want to die!!"

The body was shaking.

Xu Miaoshi's mind seemed to light up, and began to flash the pictures he had grown up with.

These images aroused her last desire to survive, and she let out a loud cry for help.

"I don't want to die!!"

"Quietly, I hear you. "

A calm voice suddenly came from behind him.

Let Xu Miaoshi's spirit be shocked.

The next second.

She felt a pair of large hands suddenly hold her body from behind.

An even more terrifying strange power erupted from these hands, instantly dispelling the coldness that wrapped around her.

Then the big hand strained slightly and helped her up.

"Stay here, and I'll do the rest. "

Xu Miaoshi looked at the white-haired figure who turned away.

For the first time I understood why princesses love heroes.

Because every princess, when she encounters danger, longs for her hero to step on the colorful auspicious clouds and save her.

And she, today, finally met her hero.

The ghost was trembling.

The expanding Ghost of Time and this piece of jumping ghost have a supernatural collision.

The supernatural interfering with each other caused strong fluctuations in the surrounding space.

But they can't control the two of them.

"It's you. "

Carrying the half-dead Bai Dong, he threw him behind him.

Wu Jian looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although this woman's clothes have been changed to the appearance of the Republic of China, half of her head is still a little sunken.

But he still recognized him at a glance as the woman who had almost killed Wang Qingya.

"Why did you save her?"

Chu Shimiao looked at the handsome and handsome Wu Jian with a jealous expression on his face.

When the woman was about to fall to her death, the man saved her like a prince in a novel.

This made Chu Shimiao, who had been eroded by jumping off the building in his heart, even more resentful.

"What's the matter with you?"

Wu Jian looked at Chu Shimiao coldly, and the dial of his left eye was flickering with a faint light.

In his sight.

Chu Shimiao's time torch burned 0.4 more vigorously.

It's just that the flame that belongs to people in her time flame is already in jeopardy, and it is about to be swallowed up by the strange torch.

She has almost no humanity in her now, and some of them are weird and twisted emotions.

"Who...... Why! Why! I want to be saved, I don't want to be like this, I blame you! I blame you for everything!"

Yin Hong's blood and tears continued to flow, Chu Shimiao let out a resentful scream, she glared at Wu Jian fiercely, and then jumped down from the bell tower.

"Blame me, hehe, you'd better die. "

Raising his hand, he drew the broken sword, and the cold aura crossed into his body.

Wu Jian looked at Chu Shimiao, who had already jumped off the bell tower.

He wanted to use the slashing rule of the broken sword to kill and behead this woman who had become weird.

"Huh?"

As his eyes locked on Wu Jian, he couldn't imprint Chu Shimiao's appearance in his mind.

In the locked perspective of the broken sword, she seemed to be overlapped by countless figures, and it was impossible to tell which one was the real her.

"Made!

Seeing this situation, Wu Jian frowned, and directly slashed with his arm.

Pitch-black slash marks pierced through the dense human figures.

There were probably more than a dozen figures floating down from these figures.

On the jade bracelet on Chu Shi Miao's wrist, a slight slash mark appeared.

She used the bracelet she brought out of the ruins to negate the deadly effect of the broken sword.

"Huh?"

Feeling this, Wu Jian frowned, and the pointer in his eyes began to beat.

While!

While!

While!

The Ghost of the Triple Time took shape in an instant.

Rushed towards Chu Shi Miao's ghost.

Buildings have been weathered and disappeared by the power of time.

However, under the hindrance of the power of these buildings, the Ghost of Time did not stop Chu Shimiao in the end.

Bang!

The head exploded, blood sprayed, and Chu Shimiao had already fallen to the ground.