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Chapter VIII Four Arms Yama Song Zongwu

Outside the prison, Zhao Shuli's face was full of anxiety. He moved to the prison, but walked to the iron gate and broke back.

By time, the fireworks should have almost transported the first batch of corpses back.

But there was no good idea, so he had to wait patiently.

After a while, dozens of yamen runners rushed out of the iron gate.

Zhao Shuli breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to speak out and scold him, but noticed that these yamen runners were all soaps and there was not even a fireworker.

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He stepped forward and grabbed one of them and asked, "What the hell is going on inside?"

Zaoli knelt on the ground with weak legs, and said hoarsely: "There is a sound from the ground... I screamed... Qian Han went to see it, all the fireworks were dead!!!"

"Where is Qian Han?!!"

The soap members pushed out their thin figures: "Here, here..."

Zhao Shuli mentioned him and asked, "Tell me quickly."

Qian Han murmured to himself: "Human skins are alive, they are eating people, and none of the fireworks they want to come out are spared."

"I see."

Zhao Shuli turned around and walked towards the direction of the jail. He was full of anger. Didn’t he say that the weirdness in the prison had been cleaned up? How could a large number of casualties and injuries occur?

But when he walked to the three banished soldiers, he looked at the cold eyes under the hat and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

The jailed guard standing in the middle said with a slightly aged voice: "It's not time to take action yet. As for the dead yamen runners, the money used as pensions will be doubled after the end."

"Yeah... OK."

Zhao Shuli left with a dark face.

The old banned soldiers waited until Zhao Shuli walked away. He looked at the banned soldiers beside him with cold eyes, his tone full of murderous intent.

"Li Yaoyang, how many weird things are hidden in the prison?"

Li Yaoyang chuckled, then spread his hands and said, "Old Song, how do I know..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zongwu punched him to the ground with a fierce punch, and the momentum he emitted was as solid as the essence.

Li Yaoyang was not angry at all, but continued: "Old Song, the prison restricted area is formed by the 'human book', and the weirdness inside has the ability to possess it."

"If we have an accident, the penalty area will continue to expand, and I don't know how many people will die in Sanxiang City." The prison guard holding a long sword said, and it turned out to be a woman.

Song Zongwu took action again. He calmed down and asked, "So what's going on in prison now?"

"Wait a minute."

Li Yaoyang sat cross-legged on the ground, and then a rustling sound came from the ground, and then a centipede emerged.

The centipede is the size of a palm, and is wearing a dark purple outer armor, which looks very toxic.

Li Yaoyang gently picked up the centipede and put it in his mouth, swallowing it in his belly without hesitation.

"It can be confirmed that there are three human skin fragments."

Song Zongwu made a sound of bones colliding all over his body. He was like an old wolf who was extremely hungry and grinned and said, "When will you take action?"

"Don't worry, the human face has not appeared. It may be hidden in the gaps of every floor tiles. If you don't find this strange source, the restricted area will never be broken."

After Li Yaoyang finished speaking, he looked at the woman: "Miss Bai, don't draw your sword to avoid hurting the innocent."

"So my sword skills are so powerful."

…………

The prison was filled with a breath of despair.

Everyone's expressions were numb. Although they didn't think it was Bo Feng's responsibility, they didn't have the leisure to comfort the other party.

Maybe they will die soon and eventually become human-skinned mummies.

Ren Qing didn't want to sit and wait for death. He closed his eyes and recalled the details he saw before.

Corpse, human skin, hay, and a few centipedes lying on the wall...

Centipede?!!

The fact that there was no mouse in the prison shows that there was no living creature in the forbidden area, where did the centipede come from?

Ren Qing remembered the banned soldiers he saw outside. Could it be that they were eyeliners formed by some kind of magic?

"Human skin...human skin..."

Ren Qing couldn't help but mutter a few times, and suddenly his mind moved slightly. He realized that those human skins should be able to piece together a whole picture.

"A piece was hidden, so the jailer didn't take action?"

It seems that human skins are not afraid of anything. They just push survivors to death and then gradually erode them.

After vaguely guessing the answer, he decisively summoned his information flow. He was about to consume his life span and chose the branch of the aimless method, but an exclamation came from his side.

Xiao Wu couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. He grabbed Ren Qing's arm and said, "Brother Qing, I just saw human skins, they didn't go far."

"Don't show panic."

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, afraid he would not have time to be promoted to a person with heavy pupils. The human skin has already set his sights on the only threatening self...

Promotion will inevitably fall into darkness, but even a moment of flaw will be seized.

"Remember, don't leave the ladder."

Ren Qing pulled out a short knife with a cold light from his waist, and then carefully observed every corner to prevent a sudden sneak attack.

The rest of the people were not conscious at all, and most of them were in a state of dazed expression.

Time passed little by little, Ren Qing had eaten pig's eyes in order to maintain his strength, but the human skin still seemed extremely patient.

Passiveness must be turned into activeness.

Ren Qing closed his eyes, showed his exhausted posture, and then held his ears and listened.

A human face slowly crawled through the gaps in the wall bricks. It seemed to smell the smell of blood and couldn't help but poke out part of its body.

At this moment, Ren Qing opened his eyes and locked his face while exerting force on his feet.

He stabbed a human in the face with a knife and nailed it directly to the wall.

The human face twisted and looked extremely resentful. The blade cut a hole in its body, and blood oozed out from it.

Hissing...

The human face instantly rushed towards the crowd next to him. Ren Qing could capture the speed, but his body could not keep up.

The famous fireworker lost his life before he could react. After absorbing one person's life, his face recovered from injury.

It stared at Ren Qing again, while the remaining human skin climbed into the ladder.

The fireworkers were in a panic and had already begun to trample on others.

Dozens of figures swayed.

Ren Qing only felt his arms chill and his face had merged into it, but it did not absorb the flesh and blood, but instead drilled into his head quickly.

"Oh shit."

Ren Qing stabbed himself several times with a dagger without stopping him. Instead, he felt that the human face had reached its neck.

At this time of crisis, the system flow took the initiative to appear in front of us.

【Man Book】

[Created by the eunuch Huang Ling, practicing this method requires peeling off the skin completely, taking specific medicine to lead to re-growth, and repeating it seven times to achieve the cultivation.]

[Can consume one year's life span, and the exemption price is mastered.]

Ren Qing didn't consider how much life span would be needed at all. He directly chose to confirm, and suddenly felt a numb and painful feeling all over his body, which became more and more intense as time went by.

When the human face discovered that Ren Qing had a scent of the same origin, it hesitated for a moment.

In this moment, the white-haired old man broke through the wall and rushed in. He pulled off the face of Ren Qing's neck.

"Little kid, you've probably never heard of my four-armed Yan Song Zongwu's name."

Song Zongwu's image is like a demon, with six eyes on his face, four arms under his armpits, and his body is covered with strong muscles.
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