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Chapter 1017: Better to be a Yang Conspiracy

"Is this a dead end..."

The overpass is not in E-2 or E-3, and it does not have the rules and regulations; the road has reached one quarter, and it cannot retreat, and it cannot enter; the ghost has used darkness to erode the mind, and the power of life and death is held in its hands under the darkness...

It seems that this is really an irresolvable death.

Ji Li had been paused for too long, and he couldn't see the time, but he knew that the last few minutes was just a few minutes away from the agreed 9 o'clock pm.

"Use Duan Yanyan, I know you have always taken her with you to use it in desperate situations."

The third personality sighed and used up this breaking back before E-2. He felt sorry for him.

"Need not."

Ji Li suddenly gave a tough response after a long silence. When he raised his head in the dark, his eyes flashed with strange colors.

More than ten meters away, the flashlight that was hit by the roof was still lit, as if it was a symbol of the end, the end of the road.

There is no need to look at it with your eyes. One of the more than 80 ghosts in front must be hidden. It is looking at Ji Li from a distance with a fierce and cunning look.

"hiss……"

The sword is unsheathed, like a gurgling stream flowing on a dead overpass.

Song Yitong was shocked. She was closest to her and heard the most sincerely. The subtle sound was not loud enough to destroy all peace.

She didn't dare to speak, but just stretched out her hand to keep pulling the corner of Ji Li's clothes.

"Song Yitong, turn on the light."

This time, Ji Li did not have any taboos and made a speech in the dark without any room for room.

Song Yitong, Duan Yanyan and Molan were stiff when they heard these five words, and they didn't have time to delve into the subsequent fear. They were just surprised and shocked.

Immediately afterwards, rustling sounds sounded from all directions, and some heavy breathing gathered together to form a drum beat that was about to come.

More than eighty ghosts were awakened by a word, and their malicious eyes could no longer stop the darkness that was isolated from everything.

Song Yitong's face was pale. She didn't dare to turn on the light, but her hand naturally reached into her pocket and grabbed a flashlight.

She couldn't understand what Ji Li wanted to do, but she couldn't do nothing.

“On the light!”

Ji Li suddenly let out a loud roar.

The beam of light suddenly lit up, grimaces filled with greed, and ghost hands that were catching the living people, rushing to each other.

They rush and push, for fear of being half slow, like a hungry wolf staring at the lamb.

In the crowded ghost shadows, Ji Li's eyes penetrated them and saw a unique ghost.

That ghost is so ordinary that it is inconspicuous in the ghost tide.

It has no terrifying facial features, a creepy temperament, nor the viciousness of swallowing people alive. It even acts a little timid, huddling behind all the ghosts and shrank its head.

But there was a deception hidden in those pure black eyes, so dazzling under the light of the flashlight, like a hunting monster, without urgency, only peace.

The ghost tide was rushing to the top, and the thin one was strolling in the garden, arching his body behind to observe quietly.

With eyes facing each other, Ji Li instantly confirmed his identity, with a ferocity on his face, and raised the sword to stab the glass under his feet!

Bang……

First there was a dull sound of impact, then there was a buzzing sound of the sword body and the trembling of the glass.

Crunch...

It was like the ice surface was thrown by a stone. First, it was a small bud, but immediately there were signs of spreading, with curved marks, and thus blooming.

And the strange thing starts from this point of flower buds.

A sword fell, and the tide of ghosts that had just run wildly stopped, and one of the ghosts' dry hands was frozen a few inches in front of Ji Li.

But it was not fixed, but it stopped by itself because the five sharp nails were still trembling.

The broken center was at Ji Li's feet and it was still spreading, but he remained motionless, as if he was ignoring.

Duan Yanyan and Molan on the other side were frightened, and they were shocked by Ji Li's sudden actions, and were even more confused by the stopped ghosts.

Only Song Yitong finally reminisces after a moment. She looked at Ji Li in shock and said silently:

"He is a threat?"

Ji Li didn't even look at the ghost hand that was so close to him. He took a step forward without hesitation, and even knocked it away with his shoulder.

As the sword in his hand fell, he once again pressed against the glass under his feet, and then prepared to stab him.

His eyes were always staring at the thin ghost behind the ghost tide, and the ghost was also staring at him.

But this time, its originally calm black eyes turned into hatred and anger.

Although it was hidden very deeply, the subconscious pause of that figure had already exposed its fear.

It was afraid of Ji Li and the sword.

This is indeed a dead end, and it has taken shape since it entered.

But unfortunately, the thin ghost's plan was missing, that is, Ji Li was qualified to die with it.

There are still the last 3 minutes left before 9pm. Ji Li doesn't know what will happen when the time comes, but it must be a disaster for both people and ghosts.

Therefore, no matter what kind of terrible ghost it must avoid.

This is also why nearly a hundred ghosts gathered on the overpass, which are hidden here.

Under ordinary means, Ji Li really had no choice but to kill this, but he had the right to "turn the table" in time and place.

As the event approaches 9 o'clock in the evening, the special geographical location of the overpass hanging...

As long as Ji Li uses a sword to destroy this overpass located at the height of ten floors, everyone and all the ghosts will be exposed outside the academy.

The clerks will certainly fall to death, but for the rest of the time, other ghosts will never escape the upcoming major events.

Conspiracy is not as good as open conspiracy.

Ji Li didn't plan anything, but took the sword and walked forward step by step, no ghost dared to stop him.

This road is getting wider and wider and brighter.

The gentle breeze blew away his hair and blew away the darkness that covered human eyes. The moonlight that shone around came to his body again.

The hideous ghosts, with fear and fear, made way for themselves, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

Song Yitong, Duan Yanyan and Mo Lan followed quietly. The slender back of the long-haired man in front was standing like a mountain at this moment, making people dare to look up and admire him.

Ji Li raised his hand and threw his long hair from the front to behind him, stared at the thin ghost calmly, and limped forward.

In the eyes of this ghost, he saw a completely opposite to the previous one, and it was mixed with another emotion that he could not understand.

This ghost is very special.

It is so ordinary that it has no ability to kill, but it can use everything around it to achieve a killing situation.

This level of calculation ability is something Ji Li saw in his life, and at the same time, he had another thought and guess about the entire Tiannan Drama Academy.

Where do ghosts in the ghost academy come from? What are their identities?

At 20:58, the tenth floor of E-2 was quiet.

After going through hardships, Ji Li, Song Yitong, Duan Yanyan, and Molan finally arrived at the place they should have arrived long ago.

This is the last special location and the origin of Operation Tonight.
Chapter completed!
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