Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

"Tuk", "Tuk", "Tuk".

The crisp sound of hitting the ground sounded from the dark corner.

Along with the sound of dragging footsteps, a rough and hoarse voice came from that direction:

"Unexpectedly, you actually found here."

The dim light of the flashlight penetrated through the thick darkness, and as Ge Xiu's wrist turned toward the door, a wrinkled old face appeared not far away, and those cloudy eyes stared stubbornly. Looking at Ge Xiu, the insidious cold light was reflected under the light of the flashlight.

The densely packed human puppets shook lightly, making a "wiping" sound, like the rubbing sound of cloth swaying in the wind.

The vague and stiff smiling faces looked down, and looked strange and eerie against the background of the coffins filled with the entire ancestral hall.

I don't know when the wind started to rise outside.

The howling wind made a sharp whistle-like sound, banging against the tightly closed doors and windows of the ancestral hall, as if to shake the whole building, but the air in the ancestral hall was still stagnant and silent, like an independent isolation from the world. space.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows, without much surprise on his face:

"It's you."

The rickety old woman walked slowly in his direction, the smile on her face getting bigger and bigger:

"Do you still like the coffin I chose for you?"

Ge Xiu tilted his face slightly, his gaze swept beside him.

Next to the coffin where the **** corpse was lying, another coffin was placed. The color of the coffin was dark and heavy, and the lid was wide open, exposing the snow-white lining inside, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark light.

The old woman had already walked in front of Ge Xiu at this moment.

Her eyes were sinister and greedy, like a greasy and creamy viper, swimming close to the skin as if it were substantial, slowly sweeping from the top of Ge Xiu's head to the top of her feet, her voice was intoxicated, and she murmured softly: "It's so beautiful. ..."

The old woman stretched out her hands that were shrunken and rough like dead tree bark, her sharp and dark fingertips looked strangely sharp, and she chuckled roughly:

"I don't know how you brought him in."

"But as long as he is here, he can't get in." The eagle-claw-like hand reached into Ge Xiu's front, gripped his wrist tightly, and pressed his rough palm like sandpaper firmly on him. On the skin.

Amidst the knocking of doors and windows, her voice was gloomy and cheerful: "It doesn't matter how many times he hits it, it's the same."

The wind roared outside the ancestral hall, as if it was about to uproot the entire ancestral hall. The crazy wind shook the walls and windows, making deafening noises, like a small boat shaking in a storm, but inside the boat was silent as ever.

Wrinkled fingers rubbed the young man's slender and clear wrists, as well as the white and delicate skin.

The old woman gave out a girlish giggle:

"——You will become my most beautiful doll."

Ge Xiu, who had been silent since just now, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the old woman's thin wrist.

The old woman was taken aback and looked up at the other party.

The young man’s eyes drooped slightly, the eyes hidden under his eyelashes were dark and cold, and the surrounding light was dim. His face became more pale, his expression peaceful, and there was no sense of tension that his life was threatened.

The corners of his pale lips were slightly raised, with a slight arc of laughter:

"Why do you think... I dared to come in because I took him with me?"

——Otherwise?

The old woman was stunned, her turbid eyes staring blankly at the face that was close at hand, her mind couldn't turn around for a while.

If it weren’t for this evil **** who didn’t even dare to get close to her, how could he leave the room in the middle of the night so boldly, and even come to the ancestral hall without fear. For so many years, the players who have stayed in the village have been group after group. , She has more and more dolls over time, and she has never seen any player dare to wander around like this without fear of death.

The smile on Ge Xiu's lips deepened.

The strength between his fingers slowly increased, holding the opponent's wrist, little by little, pulling the opponent's dark and haggard hand away from his arm.

The old woman’s fingers trembled slightly because of the excessive force. The thin, sharp, claw-like hands were opened, but they were slowly pulled away from the other person’s skin irresistibly, slowly moving away from the soft and warm skin. The slender and delicate bones are getting farther and farther away-

Her eyes widened sharply, and her eyes, covered with a turbid cloud, trembled slightly with shock.

How is this possible? !

The old woman can clearly feel the pain caused by the other party's clenching her wrist, it is so clear and sure, as if it is burned on the wrist, her thin skin and fragile shrunk like paper The bones rustle under heavy pressure.

The pain is so vivid and real, since she became such a powerful being, she has never felt it again.

How could this be? !

Why is this happening? ! !

The old woman raised her head in disbelief, and looked at the calm face of the young man, a sense of creepy creep that had never been seen before slowly rising from behind.

...Who is he? !

The young man smiled, then lifted his foot without warning and kicked her abdomen fiercely.

The old woman was caught off guard and kicked out and fell heavily to the ground.

She stood up slowly, leaning on the crooked crutch, her rickety figure became shorter than before, and after a few coughs, she slowly raised her head, the one twisted with resentment and anger. 'S face looks more and more ugly, every wrinkle on his face seems to be trembling.

She screamed hoarsely:

"Kill him for me!!!"

As the old woman's voice fell, the human puppets hanging on the top of the ancestral hall seemed to have heard instructions. The stiff faces suddenly changed into hideous and terrifying expressions, as if they were being manipulated by invisible puppet lines. Yes, suddenly flew towards the young man standing under the ancestral hall.

Ge Xiu chuckled softly.

Just listen to the harsh sounds of "prick" and "prick" in the empty ancestral hall. Pieces of human skins were torn into pieces by violence, and fell to the ground softly. The dense numbers seemed to have completely caused him. There is no threat, and it is as vulnerable as a piece of paper.

The expression on the old woman's face changed from triumphant to shocked, and from shocked to panic.

All the supernatural beings are completely useless for the human beings in front of them, and all metaphysical attacks can be resolved by absolute violence.

She seemed to have finally realized the mistake she had made, and her face shivered twice with wrinkles like old bark.

The old woman turned around and wanted to slip away, but before she had time to do anything, she felt her neckline caught.

That power can hardly be shaken, even if she pulls it no matter what, she can't get rid of it.

She froze.

The old woman turned her head slowly, little by little.

Not far away, the still lit flashlight was lying on the ground, rolling along the ground to the distance, and it hit the bottom plate of one of the coffins with a crisp crashing sound.

It scrolled twice, and finally stopped moving.

In the dim and swaying light, in the increasingly fierce gust of wind around, the young man’s calm face looked so gloomy and terrible, and even his slightly upturned mouth had an almost weird subtlety. radian:

"Where do you want to go?"

He asked with a smile.

Old woman: "..."

She shrank her body subconsciously, and a bit of horror was dyed in her muddy eyes.

Twenty minutes later.

The gate of the ancestral hall was kicked open, and a mass of dark objects was thrown out of it. After rolling a few times on the ground, it hit the threshold of the ancestral hall and stopped.

The dark shadow made a violent cough, and crawled into the distance tremblingly.

The whistling and shaking wind outside the ancestral hall stopped abruptly.

In the next second, Ge Xiu, who had just stepped out of the gate of the ancestral hall, felt a strong rush from the front. Then, an icy body was wrapped tightly, and a pair of arms pressed him firmly into his arms.

Ge Xiu: "..."

He suspected that he could hear the rubbing of his ribs.

He raised his hand with some difficulty, and slowly patted the man who seemed to want to embed the bodies of the two people together and merge into one, and said with difficulty, every word:

"Let go, hand, I... can't breathe."

The man finally let go of his strength.

He let go of Ge Xiu, a pair of pitch-black eyes swept Ge Xiu nervously from head to toe, his voice was slightly tense:

"How are you? Are you injured? Are you feeling okay?"

A series of questions were fired at Ge Xiu like a cannon, and he pinched the bridge of his nose with some headaches:

"...Which one do you want me to answer first?"

Behind the two of them, the black lacquer thing slowly wriggled in the direction of the gate, as if trying to take this opportunity to sneak away from here.

The man seemed to realize something and turned his head to look behind him.

The pale and gloomy face seemed more and more gloomy.

In the next second, his fingertips lightly hooked, and the black shadow seemed to be drawn by some invisible force. It suddenly pulled in the direction of the two people, and then fell heavily to Ge Xiu. By the feet.

The distorted and ugly face tremblingly lifted up:

"I have answered all your questions... Do you still want to..."

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and said in a friendly manner:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Before the black ghost breathed a sigh of relief, the young man in front of him leaned on the shoulder of the man beside him as if he had no bones.

The smile on Ge Xiu's face was pure and harmless, and he said casually:

"But... I don't have a good memory, what did you just say? I will be your most beautiful doll?"

Old woman: "..."

At that moment, although the ghost was not sensitive to the perception of temperature, she was still able to clearly notice that the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

The man standing next to the young man lowered his eyes and fixedly stared at the ghost who collapsed on the ground. There was nothing in the dark eyes, and the emotions were difficult to distinguish, but the gloomy evil spirit was as substantial as it was. As she approached in front of her, the oppression that seemed to originate from the soul made her involuntarily start to shiver.

Ge Xiu fanned the flames with a smile:

"By the way, did you still want me to have a secret marriage with that dead player just now?"

The man's face suddenly became gloomy.

The old woman's eyes suddenly went dark: "..."

Ruined.

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