Infinite World Projection

The flower blooms, and its fragrance emerges, flowing everywhere, covering this place.

In a small place, on a high platform, a woman in red dances lightly on top of her.

That kind of posture moved people's minds in every move, dancing one after another, like pulling people's hearts together, following the women's movements.

A dancing heart.

In the eyes of the people around him, the color of confusion gradually appeared, but Song San only felt wrong for a while.

"What exactly is this!"

He was still in place, only to feel an inexplicable touch from behind, as if a palm was stroking his shoulder, giving him a strange experience.

In ordinary times, this kind of feeling is very good, but at the moment Song San only feels horrified.

With no one behind, why do you feel so?

The whistling wind was blowing, passing behind him, as soft as a woman's hand.

Unconsciously, the blood around the eyes of the people around them looked miserable, but they didn't realize it by themselves, with a smile on their faces, talking freely.

Fear rose in Song San's heart.

What a weird scene in front of him, even if he had a firm temperament, he had grown more mature since childhood, and could not help feeling fear, experiencing a deep sense of uneasiness and hesitation.

In front of his chest, a little hot current rushed through, silently expelling the evil around him, bringing a refreshing feeling to his mind.

This is the immortal fate that Song San obtained before, a catalogue that records the swallowing of the immortals, has been carried by him with him, and he never expected to have this effect.

If there is no such thing, Song San may be like other people at this moment, and he will be possessed by evil spirits without knowing it.

At this point, Song San moved, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave.

Not far away, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at him.

"San'er, where do you want to go?"

A middle-aged man was surprised and seemed to be a little puzzled: "This dance is so beautiful, don't you keep watching?"

During the talk, he had blood in the corners of his eyes, and a drop of blood dripped onto his clothes, staining the clothes red, but he didn't even realize it, and he still looked normal.

This is an elder of Song San, who has some blood relationship, but he is not familiar, but only meets a few days on weekdays.

Song Sanqiang smiled: "No, there are still things in my family, so I won't delay..."

"such."

The man nodded and did not continue to persuade, but stared at the red woman in front with a demented expression on his face.

Other people around didn't say anything.

In this way, they still remain part of their reason, and they don't think Song San's actions are strange.

There is no difference in behavior as usual.

Song San was careful to pull away from the crowd.

Among a group of people, this action of his is quite abrupt.

Because he is all around.

As for the others, they all watched around the woman.

Regardless of the elderly and children, or men and women, they looked at the front in obsessively, as if they could see the flowers.

In such a group of people, Song San's movement is naturally very conspicuous.

He put oil on the soles of his feet and accelerated to leave, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

Not far away, the breeze was blowing.

"There is still a fish in the net?"

A middle-aged man in a white shirt walked out from the side of the platform and looked at the soles of his feet to apply oil. Song San, who walked fast, couldn't help but smile with surprise: "Interesting..."

"If you can block the magic of the corpse, there must be something special on your body, and let me see what is special..."

He smiled, stepped forward, and walked towards Song San.

The breeze was blowing.

After a while, Song San returned to his home.

In a dilapidated house, on a big bed, a man like a jade fairy lay quietly and slept peacefully.

On him, the instincts of breath bloomed, which made people feel cool.

Looking at the appearance of this young fairy, Song San couldn't help but settle down.

At this moment, in the face of the unknown evil, only this fairy can give him a little peace of mind.

Outside the door, footsteps gradually came.

Bang Bang Bang! !

The inexplicable voice reverberates like the sound of a rapid heartbeat, and it is like the drums being beaten one by one. That kind of voice is full of emotions and makes people stunned.

"what is this?"

Song San's face changed and suddenly realized what was happening.

Sure enough, the next moment, a figure appeared from a distance, slowly descended, and came to his door.

Through the dilapidated portal, between faintly, he could feel a shadow coming from the outside.

I don't know when, a piece of red dress appeared on the edge, it seemed to be stained with blood, extremely bright.

With a bang, the door of the room opened.

The figure of a woman in red appeared, standing there.

This is the woman who danced on the high platform. At this moment, she shed her veil to reveal her original appearance.

From the appearance alone, this is a very beautiful woman with a very delicate appearance and beautiful appearance.

It's just that, in contrast to this beauty, her face is extremely pale, like there is no slightest blood color, that pale is disturbing, and some are not like the colors that ordinary people can have.

With a faint smile on her face, she looked at Song San with a pair of scarlet eyes exactly the same as those outside.

Song San's complexion gradually changed, and he realized it was not good at this time.

"A corpse in red, it should be enough..."

In the distance, the man in white smiled.

As a perennial corpse-refining character, dealing with various tombs, the reason why he can live to this day has not yet been surrounded by people, relying on his own caution.

Just like this time, with his cultivation practice, he faced a mortal with a natural hand, but for the sake of safety, he still didn't go out in person, but sent a corpse to go out.

In this way, if something really happened, only the corpse suffered, and it was no big deal to him.

Of course, although he arranges like this, it does not mean that he really feels that there will be an accident.

It’s just a small place. There are only a few small families in the area. Even if all of them are not his opponents, is there anyone who can deal with his corpse?

Only sometimes, things are so unexpected.

Soon, the middle-aged man was stunned, his face unbelievable.

"My corpse..."

His face was pale, and the soul returned all kinds of pains in an instant. It felt like it was torn by a sword.

As for the corpse, it has lost contact at the moment.

The last moment is still good, but the next moment will disappear directly.

This shows that his corpse was solved in an instant, and the whole process was very fast, so fast that his corpse could not react.

And to solve his corpse, it is probably not difficult to solve him.

"This place...can't stay any longer!"

Forced to endure the pain of tearing the soul, the man in white barely lifted his mind, and the thought flashed in his heart.

Only this time, it was already a little late.

A sharp and improper sense, the sense of gaze suddenly rushed from afar, as if there was a sharp sword out of the way, exuding the gaze of immortality.

The mighty momentum rushed out from a distance, following his point of contact with the corpse of the red clothes, and directly cut over.

The power of the horror spirit rushed out and turned into a golden king's sword, and then fell down.

The blade of the hegemony was blooming, and the spirit of the spirit was unstoppable. In a flash, he broke through his spirit, slicing him from the spirit to the blood, leaving no trace.

After a knife, Cun Cun died.

The white man's eyes were blurred, and his whole body became very aging. It seemed that he lost all his vitality in an instant, leaving only a dead body.

The same is true in fact.

All his vitality had already been wiped out by that sword of mind just now, slashing the spirit above, slashing the vitality down, all inclusive.

Under a knife, unless he can stop everything, otherwise he will die.

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

In the dilapidated room, Song San stared at the red corpse in front of him, and by this time, he hadn't realized what had happened.

Everything just happened so fast that he hadn't reacted yet, and the matter was over.

At this moment, he just vaguely remembered that when the female corpse in red was about to shoot him, the fairy in white on the bedside seemed to move, and pointed his finger at the corpse in red.

Then, everything was over.

Song San was somewhat shocked and undecided: "Is this... is it over?"

He looked at the fairy in white lying on the head of the bed, somewhat dazed.

In Fangcai, the fairy in white must have done something before the woman in red couldn't continue to attack and fell straight down.

It's just that his level is too low to understand.

"However, this is a good thing..."

He touched his head and looked at the female corpse in front of him: "It's just... how to get rid of it?"

The miserable situation in the outside world is still echoing in front of the eyes. After the corpse in the red dress hangs in front of them, those people don't know how.

But no matter what, this matter will probably attract the local masters.

So, how should this matter be cured?

This red-dressed female corpse can now lie in his home. If someone happened, he was mistaken for him as the black hand of this matter.......

Even if he doesn't think so, why can he stop the so-cruel female corpse in red when he introduces mortals?

Are you hiding something?

Thinking of this, Song San couldn't help but make a shock.

"Can't be found!"

He looked at the fairy in white lying on the bed, thinking secretly in his heart.

Not to mention the possible risks, just this white fairy is enough to make him determined.

This is his chance~www.wuxiaspot.com~If they are known by those people, where is he and what is his share.

After making up his mind, he quickly moved.

Bringing a hoe, sack, and other things, he went out overnight and found a remote place, buried the red woman body, and then ran back.

After returning from the outside world, the time has passed more than one hour.

Approaching the house, he looked at the fairy in white in the room and couldn't help but stunned.

Inside the house, the fairy in white was lying there quietly, but compared to before, his face seemed to be more ruddy at the moment?

"Not an illusion!!"

Recalling the situation of Fang Cai, Song San was a little excited.

Obviously, after the stimulation of the female corpse in red, this fairy in white has a tendency to gradually wake up.

Perhaps it will wake up soon!