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Zuo Ying saw his current situation in his eyes.

The tricky laughter came from her mouth, "Hahahahahaha, didn't you expect it?" As she said, she got up from the ground while holding her belly.

"Only you know how to deal with them, so you have to die!" Zuo Ying pointed to Qian Cangyi right, "Everyone is going to die, not just Pusha Village. I will kill everyone involved. Of course, in Before they die, I will let them experience despair and torture!"

"However, Chang Shuo, you are an exception. You are too dangerous." Zuo Ying smiled slightly.

Although she is not mad at this time, her thoughts are a complete madman.

"Why are you so confident?" Qian Cang asked with a frown.

I don't know when, there is already an ignited lighter in his hand.

"Your sneak attack did cause me a little trouble, but would it be too easy to kill me?" After the lighter stretched out, the baby ghost on the heel immediately let go of his mouth.

Then, as soon as Qiancang came to the stove, another charcoal fire was picked up.

This time, he didn't plan to leave the stove.

But things were not that simple. For some reason, there was a noise from the roof, as if someone was walking on the roof. Who is on the roof after such heavy rain? What is the purpose?

Soon, the roof tiles were lifted, and rain dripped into the house, less than one meter away from Qiancang Yi.

The other party wants to turn off the stove! who is it?

Several faces flashed through Qiancang's mind. Then, he took out the gun and listened carefully for a second. After hearing the unique sound, he shot himself over the head.

Soon, the sound of things rolling down came from overhead, and a person fell from the roof, lying motionless not far from the kitchen.

Judging from his body shape, Qian Cangyi could be sure that it was one of the women he brought back, but it was because the sky outside was too dark to be sure who it was.

"It seems that you were already..." Qiancang asked Zuo Ying.

Obviously, he had the opportunity to kill Zuo Ying at any time, but Qian Cangyi never did it. What he did was to get more information from Zuo Ying.

"No, she didn't, she volunteered." Zuo Yingyin smiled, "You kill me, you will die in the end anyway."

"That's not necessarily." Qian Cangyi found that his physical strength had recovered a lot.

Maybe it's because my recovery ability is relatively strong, so I can recover in a short time after leaving the baby ghost.

"Tell me, how did the infant ghost come into being?" Qiancang paid attention to the surrounding movement to prevent the infant ghost from attacking from a weird position.

Zuo Ying did not answer.

"Is it Fengxiahe?" Qian Cangyi continued to ask.

"Yes." Zuo Ying nodded, her disheveled look is more like a ghost than a baby ghost.

"It's not..." Qiancang was taken aback for a moment.

Zuo Ying was also taken aback when she heard Qian Cangyi's words.

why? Isn't it the baby ghost conceived by Fengxiahe, shouldn't it, isn't the movie titled "Motherhe"?

Qiancang found that things deviated from what he had expected.

"You...Who are you?" Zuo Ying trembled, "You are definitely not an ordinary person!"

"Why do you say that?" Qiancang asked back.

At this time, Xiao Zuanfeng suddenly broke into the kitchen.

"Ah, help me!" He ran in and lay on the ground. As soon as Qiancang saw a baby ghost behind him, the baby ghost's umbilical cord was tied to Xiao Zuifeng's neck, "Help I..." Xiao Zuanfeng was holding the umbilical cord around his neck with both hands, but he couldn't move at all.

"It's him!" Zuo Ying ran to Xiao Zuanfeng and pressed his hands to the ground.

"Die, die, be a part of the resentful spirit, and be with us..." Zuo Ying said as she increased her strength.

A burning charcoal fire was thrown on Zuo Ying's face.

Zuo Ying was in pain and collapsed to the ground, and the charcoal fire also fell to the ground. Because of the proximity to the door, there were some water stains. The charcoal fire happened to fall on the water stain and made a sound of "chicks".

"Forgot what I said to you?" As soon as Qian Cang looked at Xiao Zuanfeng's expression, he knew that he hadn't noticed any hint of himself.

"Fear of fire." Qian Cangyi continued.

Xiao Zuanfeng turned his eyes white, trying to cough but couldn't cough out.

At this time, another charcoal fire was thrown out, and it happened to hit the Yinggui behind Xiao Zuanfeng. The Yinggui's body immediately began to vaporize, and the umbilical cord that tied Xiao Zufeng also loosened.

After coughing twice, Xiao Zuanfeng immediately took out the lighter from his pocket.

I pressed it twice in a row, but the lighter broke down at a critical moment, and there was no flame.

"No...no fire..." Xiao Zuanfeng was very anxious, and his expression was flustered.

"Use a match. I can't leave here for the time being, maybe at this time there is a baby ghost in ambush in a place I can't see! If I am also restrained, then there will be no chance for the two of us." Qiancang expressions calm.

The little wind felt the neck tighten again.

After all, it was raining heavily, even if it was hit directly, the baby ghost would not suffer much damage.

Taking out the matchbox, Xiao Zuanfeng found that it was half wet~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He pushed open the box and reached out to take out one.

"You..." Qiancangyi felt a little speechless, "Is it so economical?"

The small drill wind struck the match, but because there was only one, even if this match could cause harm to the baby ghost, it would almost go out when the small drill wind moved the match to the neck.

The umbilical cord tightened quickly, feeling the pressure on the neck, Xiao Zuanfeng subconsciously grasped the umbilical cord at the neck.

At the same time, the match fell on the damp ground. In this case, even if the match can be struck, it must be tried many times. After falling to the ground again, Yinggui seemed to feel Qian Cangyi's threat and hid to the side, preventing Qian Cangyi from seeing him.

There are countless opportunities for self-rescue before Xiao Zufeng, but...

At this time, Xiao Zuanfeng finally realized a sentence: People who don't work hard can't seize the opportunity even if the opportunity is in front of them.

Next to the stove, Qiancang took out his matchbox, took out one, and pressed the head of the match on the side with the red phosphor paper. The match was vertical. Then, his right index finger flicked and the match was being lit. At the same time, he flew out. The match was flying in the air, and the flame on the head of the match quickly became bigger and brighter.

After drawing a parabola, the match fell in front of Xiao Zuifeng, and the flame gradually extinguished.

Before the little drill wind could react, another four or five matches flew towards him.

Two fell to the ground, one hit his left cheek, leaving a red spot, and the other two flew to the umbilical cord at the neck of Xiao Zuanfeng, emitting a little water vapor.

"Attention, if I don't seize this opportunity again, I will have to throw charcoal fire to save you." Qiancangyi didn't do this in the first place, mainly because he feared that charcoal fire might bring more harm.

If Xiao Zuanfeng faints directly, the trouble may be even greater.