Zero Degree Cinema...

On the movie screen, the moment the black cocoon was shattered, even Mihuo tightened his hands nervously, with beads of sweat on it.

Seeing that now, she has completely been included in the plot of the movie. The movie "Nitlair 3" is about to end, but now it seems that the exorcist camp still has no chance of winning.

Can this blow be a success?

Killing Nietlare is probably impossible, as long as it can cause some trauma to it, it is also good.

Then, the movie scene began to pass by the faces of the people who are still alive, and most of the people who survived were from the Fallen Star Clan. Finally, the picture was frozen on the face of the Ninth Bishop Huo Qinglan.

"Who is this person?" At this time, Anhe had forgotten that there was no popcorn in the bucket, so he subconsciously reached in and took a handful of it, "It seems that he is the last black bishop?"

"His name is Huo Qinglan. You have never seen several horror movies he starred in before."

"Is that so? I don't have any impression of this name."

"You two... can you be quieter? Let's watch the movie quietly?"

There were complaints behind me.

Xi Zhongye stared at the huge fire ball formed by the explosion at the upper right corner of the screen. As for Huo Qinglan, it was not in her eyes at all.

When Huo Qinglan appeared in front of Chen Wusheng, the latter had a strong sense of fear of him. The other party was the Black Bishop!

One of his legs had been eaten by the hellworm.

In this case, no matter how you look at it, you have no chance of winning.

Huo Qinglan has now become the Black Bishop, and his strength is naturally different from the past. His luck has always been good, and Grandil intends to use him to continue to support him, which makes him very strong now. Now he has become the Black Bishop, which is even more powerful.

When the black cocoon exploded, Chen Wusheng looked up at the sky and burst into laughter.

"Okay! Great! Well die!"

Huo Qinglan ignored him at all and took out a black black blade.

"Hmph..." Chen Wusheng was not afraid, looked at the black big knife and said, "Do you really think it's so easy to kill me?"

Huo Qinglan didn't answer at all, but just slashed her with one knife!

Human skin drum master Chen Wusheng. His fame is actually not weaker than Shadow Master. If someone underestimates him because of his age, it would be a big mistake.

Chen Wusheng immediately took out his cursed object - the human skin drum from the human bone bracelet! Then he began to slap the drum with his hands!

Because the sky was dark, Huo Qinglan couldn't see the drum clearly, but he also knew that it was Chen Wushengming's curse, so how could he dare to be careless? While throwing out the black long blade in his hand, he also protected himself and prepared to stop the move at any time.

Chen Wusheng laughed at this moment.

Young man... As the saying goes, ginger is still the old man's splendor. Do you think you can deal with me by taking a dragon-slaying sword (Chen Wusheng is a fan of Jin Yong). What I do in this life is to be open and honest, and to be ashamed of my heart. As long as you can kill evil and slander, how can you cherish it!

At this moment, Chen Wusheng was like a knight in Jin Yong's book, laughing loudly, not afraid of death at all!

Marquis! I can’t continue to follow you in this life. I just hope that I will prepare a glass of water and wine for me at Qingming Festival in the future. It’s enough!

And the long black blade pricked the drum, then passed through the drum surface, and then pierced into Chen Wusheng's heart!

"Haha... the young man..." Chen Wusheng sent a message to the other party: "I wonder if my drum is beautiful?"

The black long blade has been inserted into Chen Wusheng's heart. He has...no help!

But the drum sounds in Huo Qinglan's ears at this moment were still continuing! It didn't stop at all!

"Ah...ah...this, what is this!"

Then he pulled out the long black blade and cut off Chen Wusheng's head directly!

Chen Wusheng's head flew up and fell to the ground!

"Five...Five Uncle Wusheng, he is also..." Meiko finally realized what despair was.

Chen Wusheng... was actually dead too!

Huo Qinglan fell to the ground frantically, covering his ears. The drums in his ears were like magical sounds, making his brain seem like bursting!

"No...no!"

The drums slapped rhythmically, as if they were knocking on his soul!

Then, he couldn't help but danced with the sound of drums!

Just like the owner of the human skin on the human skin drum... the actor who is still dancing in hell!

He would dance like this until he died!

This move is terrible. Even if you plug your ears in advance, it is useless. It is a drum sound for the soul!

No...I don't want to die!

I haven't let Minhe come back to me yet! I haven't killed Mulan yet!

And at this moment, Huo Qinglan suddenly saw two figures slowly walking towards him.

"Save...save me, save me!"

The figure in front of him was like him, in the outfit of a black bishop!

However, the visitor... is...

Meiko!

When Meiko walked forward, she looked at Chen Wusheng whose head had been cut off and knew that even if she used the Yin-eating hand, it would be useless. Chen Wusheng did not have the immortal body given by parasitic curses. If the head was cut off, it would undoubtedly die.

Meiko has a unique emotion for Chen Wusheng, which may be related to her having no father for a long time. She has both died of her parents and has always regarded Chen Wusheng as her father. Uncle Wusheng died in front of her, but she could only stand by and watch!

Then, she looked at Huo Qinglan.

"Why are you glaring? Save me!" Although Huo Qinglan was a little surprised to see that it was Meiko, she thought that she was also a fallen star actor. Even if she hated herself to the core, she could not kill him! Otherwise, it would be ng!

But he then thought, wouldn't she take the initiative?

However, in fact, Nitlair's curse has caused the actor to lose his ability to take the initiative. Nowadays, Meiko cannot attack people in the Fallen Star camp.

At this time, the human skin drum suddenly melted and finally disappeared.

The curse was lifted.

Huo Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief. The black long blade was not an ordinary curse, otherwise he would not dare to deal with Chen Wusheng like this!

When Meiko saw that the other party had escaped death, she immediately made up her mind.

Uncle Wusheng!

I will avenge you!

Her short hair suddenly began to grow longer.

The little monk...Shirley...Five Uncle...Saro...Marquis...

There is also thoughts...

Meiko closed her eyes.

She had to do that.

As a doctor, she can't save the life in front of her. As an actor in the 19th Cinema, she has only become a demon's minion. She has had enough.

It's time to end it all.

She recalled the years she studied as a medical student in Japan.

Recalling his mother, recalling the dead Professor Matsuki...

Am I...a good doctor?

Is that true?

She was framed as a witch and convicted, and she would not even have the chance to defend herself. She would not even have the chance to retaliate against those people.

But...it's okay.

Some things are always done.

Her hair spread to her knees in a short while.

Mother……

She stroked one of her hair, the curse left to her by her mother.

I'm here to accompany you.

"No!" Mo Niansheng saw what Meiko wanted to do!

She wants...

Let the curse revival!

Once the curse is revived, she will become a soul devoured by this ghost hair, and the ghost hair will directly kill Huo Qinglan!

Mo Niansheng looked at Huo Qinglan, and at this moment he wanted to kill him!

Meiko... don't... don't want it!

He sent her a script message, but found that the latter had turned off the script message reception function. She was determined!
To be continued...