The sealed cave entrance was looked at again, and Shang Shou in the dark cave had already burst into tears.
"Come out, let's start work." Thirteen called to the palm of his hand in the hole. The voice was calm and emotionless, but he could not disobey.
Shang Zhangzhang walked out of the cave with his skirt in hand. The stone platform outside was devastated. The huge corpse of the werewolf fell to the side. Lin Xi also fell to the side covered in blood. Thirteen set up formations around the stone platform.
French flag.
"What's wrong with her?" Shang Shou looked at Lin Xi and asked worriedly.
"I gave her sleeping pills. She needs to take a rest. As for you, sit down by the chessboard and when I tell you to start, you roll the dice." Thirteen ordered while busy.
"No, I don't want to play that damn chess anymore! My friend died because of this game, and now even Lin Xi is injured. I don't want to hurt other people anymore!" Shang Shou shouted resolutely.
Thirteen threw away the flagpole in his arms, walked quickly back to Shang Shou, slapped the crown on Shang Shou's head and flew out. Thirteen didn't retain any strength at all, like beating a thief.
Likewise, Shang Palm's fair cheeks suddenly became red and swollen.
"God gave you a man's body, but you gave me a body to pretend to be. I don't discriminate against transvestites, nor do I hate transvestites. But those who have a handle should do what the handlers do. You may not be able to defeat those evil spirits.
, you may be so scared that you wet your pants, it’s not shameful to be afraid, but it’s shameful to let others know that you are afraid.” Shisan reprimanded coldly, “If you really think those dead sisters are sisters, just insist on finishing the chess game.
, let me destroy this chessboard."
"Of course they are my sisters, but... are they really useful? After playing chess, can I avenge them?" Shang Shou cried.
"No, they are already dead. No matter what you do, you can't comfort their spirits in heaven. Revenge is the stupidest behavior in the world. Your persistence can only prevent other people from dying like them. This is more meaningful than revenge.
." Thirteen's tone finally softened, "Don't live with the belief of revenge. This meaningless emotion will turn people into terrible things. Forgiveness is not to save others, but to save your own soul. Stop talking.
You're a coward, don't force me to slap you again, your little bones can't bear my second slap."
After Thirteen finished speaking, he continued the work of arranging the formation. More skillfully than Lin Xi, he put up the flagpole, colorful flags of various colors, and painted Manchu designs. This is the ghost-expelling barrier formation from Mongolia, created by
Created by Manchu wizards, it was specially used to place it next to the leader's tent to drive away the lonely ghosts on the grassland. (The chess piece corresponds to the (stars). Even if there is no wind, the flag placed in a ring looks majestic.
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Thirteen hung the sword niche ghost behind him, holding the spirit release machine in his hand, and pulled out the thin white deer blade from it. He walked out of the stone platform guarded by the flag, and called softly behind him, "It's begun..."
Shang Zhishou faced the ancient chessboard alone and picked up the dice tremblingly. It felt like just a flipping action required a lot of courage. But looking at Shisan's firm back, he still let go of his hand and let the chess pieces fall onto the chessboard.
superior.
The non-bounced dice stopped at 6, and the excited Shang Palm shouted, "It's six! It's six! I can make a wish!"
Shang Shou still remembers the rules. When he encounters 6, he can make a wish or vote again. He has already thought of using the wish method to prevent the evil ghost from appearing. Anyway, there is only one player in this game, so there is no need to vote again just to rush for time.
once.
"Children who cheat have no sweets to eat. Do you feel safe hiding in a cage? Congratulations, you have been named the most disgusting player in the history of the Lost Game. The prize given to you is to deprive you of the right to make a wish and force you to
Throw it again, and all the points will produce evil spirits, and the level limit must not be less than 3 stars." Such a sentence appeared on the crystal ball in the center of the Lost Game, which made Shang Palm confused. It was obvious that the game was alive, and even
There is also human temper. The most terrifying thing is that it can change its own rules at will.
"What's wrong?" Thirteen asked without looking back.
"The chessboard has changed the rules. It doesn't let me make a wish anymore, and it is mandatory to release ghosts! Let's introduce!" Shang Zhou shouted nervously, "He is a person but has the limbs of five people. He is not Buque."
It was covered with stitch marks, and he suffered from constant headaches because the screws on his head were drilled too tightly. Others called him 'Frankenstein's Monster', but he only admitted that he was a little weird..."
"Frankenstein's monster...is Frankenstein!" Shang Shouxin yelled in shock after reading this novel.
"It's okay, I just like big guys." Thirteen's expression remained unchanged, and at the top of the long stone steps, the 2.5-meter-tall Frankenstein was already standing there. The guy's arms were thicker and thicker than those of a werewolf.
It's like the front of a truck.
The beating dice rotated again at this moment and turned into 1. The knight on the chessboard moved forward a step and landed in the special blood pool grid. New patterns appeared on the surface of the crystal ball faster than usual.
English.
"It stares at you and me, always looking for its prey. When night falls, it is the ruler of the night." As Shang palm recited, a black shadow whizzed past the sky and captured the venue.
There is a row of light stands at the top, standing behind the light. The guy is 1 meter long and 5 meters tall, and has the shape of a lion, but his head is the head of an eagle. A pair of bat wings spans more than 5 meters, and they are all made of gray-black rocks.
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"I won't talk nonsense anymore. Frankenstein is an artificial human killing machine, a 3-star evil ghost, and the harm index is 1%; Gargoyle, an artificial devil, a 4-star evil ghost, can fly, and the harm index is 110%."
After saying that, he got into Thirteen's pocket.
"In this world, even the chessboard is cunning for you. Life is full of shady stories!" Thirteen sighed and took out a Snickers bar and held it in his mouth. He took out another five-speed bar from his pocket.
The hilt of the clever sword.
I saw Thirteen clicking again from the sword niche ghost with its beastly eyes open, and pulled out the hilt of the sword slave. With the Snickers bar in his mouth, it can be regarded as a three-sword style.
"Fortunately, I also like cheating! Come on! Let's fight until it hurts!" Thirteen was the first to step on the stone steps and pounce on Frankenstein on the top of the mountain.
With every step, Thirteen leaned on the ground and rushed up more than 4 steps, and the fragile stone steps supporting his body showed no signs of being cracked. It was more like a kind of light skill.
At the moment of Thirteen's attack, the gargoyle on the roof light stand quietly broke away from the light stand, spread its wings and swooped in from behind.
Frankenstein did not have the agile body of the werewolf, but it was thicker and stronger, and his sandbag-like fists swung at the charging Thirteen.
Everything was like a well-coordinated dance. Thirteen ignored the Frankenstein in front of him. He turned around while running and projected the White Deer Blade towards the swooping Gargoyle. The White Deer Blade was like a white light sliding across the sky.
The gargoyle in the attacking state dodged awkwardly, and the blade grazed its neck, blowing out a burst of sparks. Without changing its trajectory, it penetrated the steel beam of the light frame on the roof.
After beating away the sneak attacker in the sky, Thirteen followed the trend, dodged Frankenstein's fist with his side body, and rushed into Frankenstein's arms. The sword slave in his hand flew up, holding it with both hands, and thrust into Frankenstein.
's heart.
What surprised Thirteen was that after the sword edge penetrated the monster's body for only 1 centimeter, it was as if it had been inserted into steel and could not advance any further.
"Hard goods, right? I like it." Thirteen bit off the Snickers bar in his mouth, but Frankenstein grabbed Thirteen's torso with both hands. Looking at the strength of his fingers, he believed that Thirteen's little
The body will be punctured like a piece of paper.
"Reverse Muscle Jue." Thirteen breathed once, his heart stopped once, the blood in the whole body surged in the opposite direction again, and the black tendons appeared all over the body again.
At this moment, Thirteen turned himself into steel, and his muscles contracted to the point of no return. Frankenstein's fingers contracted so much that the tendons ruptured, and the nails flew out, but there was no trace of pain on Thirteen's face.
"What a pervert, do you feel good? It's my turn!" Thirteen exerted force at his feet and rushed forward with swords in both hands. The small boy actually pushed Frankenstein, who was twice his height, out, and the sword edge fell.
After exiting 2 meters, it finally penetrated Frankenstein's wall-like body.
The black plasma was as thick as asphalt and spattered on Thirteen's body, but Thirteen was smiling ferociously in the black blood.
Thirteen held the hilt of the sword behind his back with both hands and pushed it upwards, forcing the sword slave's blade to cut out from Frankenstein's shoulder.
There was a black rain of blood in the sky, which was really refreshing. But before Thirteen could wash away the last trace of kindness from his body, the gargoyle that had dodged rushed towards him like a falcon, and bit it with its huge eagle mouth.
Toward Thirteen's neck.
Only Thirteen dared to stick the sword in front of him almost close to his own throat, and forcefully blocked the gargoyle's beak. The fatal attack was resolved, but the impact was irreversible. Thirteen was like being struck by
The prey he picked up suddenly flew into the air.
The gargoyle kept swinging its head, trying to bite off Thirteen's sword blade, and its two front claws attacked Thirteen's body crazily. The sharp claws tore apart Thirteen's clothes, and his body was full of muscles.
There were bloodstains on it. Thanks to the help of Nijin Jue, Thirteen had a physique as strong as steel, otherwise it would have fallen apart by now.
"Are you really that ugly? You look at the chaotic bloodline of a lion, an eagle, and a bat. You can't even figure out how your parents, grandparents, and grandparents fell in love with each other?" Thirteen cursed while waving his fist and hitting the stone statue.
Although the head of the ghost was like a hammer due to the Nijin Jue, the gargoyle was really hard, but the beating caused the monster to slightly change its flight path.
But just when he passed by the lamp stand, Thirteen smiled and grabbed the white deer nailed on it, and inserted the blade directly between the beak that could not be closed because it bit the sword slave.
It was too deep, the throat was completely penetrated, and it probably entered the stomach.