The sad voice echoed in the airtight basement, and the middle-aged man spoke again: "There is nothing we can do about it. Xu Wan volunteered, and we killed the child by hanging ourselves. What do you think about the west door?

Didn’t I talk to the students who came to eat less? Come on, I’ll say it once. I’ve been talking about it for the past year, but the kid who was hanged didn’t have the resentment to kill someone. What can we do?”

The artist snorted coldly: "Human snow sculptures are not enough, I need creativity! Death creativity! Like the case that happened in the lover bar before, where three girls scratched each other's faces, that's what I need

The Art of Death!”

"Silly son, those three girls are possessed by evil spirits. If they really get this kind of art, they will get themselves into trouble!" As she said that, the landlady couldn't help but tremble all over, "Have you forgotten what Xu Wan said?

, we can only follow her footsteps, if we break the rules of this game, we will get nothing and only a dead end!"

This is a deal, a deal that Jiang Xinyou could not imagine.

In order to obtain photos of death art, a young sculpture artist teamed up with Xu Wan to kill many students, make them into human ice sculptures, take pictures of their deaths, and then resell them to others!

In the eyes of outsiders, this is a curse left by Xu Wan, but no one knows that behind this curse, there is such a terrifying truth about death!

Jiang Xinyou was shocked, her stomach was churning, and she almost vomited.

Such a terrifying demon must die a thousand times, not even ten thousand times.

Just when she was about to discuss with Yeyue to teach these murderers a lesson, a stone sculpture of a female human body next to her suddenly spoke: "Stop saying anything! There are other people in the basement!"

The shrill female voice came out, and the three people in the room were stunned, and they all fell silent and looked around cautiously.

They couldn't see the existence of Ye Yue and Jiang Xinyou, but they could sense Xu Wan's ghost hiding in the stone sculpture!

At this moment, Yeyue waved her hand, revealing her true body, and hit the human stone sculpture with one palm.

The sculpture was broken, stones scattered all over the floor, and dust filled the room.

Under the surprised gazes of the three people, Ye Yue slowly turned her head and asked Jiang Xinyou: "What are you going to do with these three people?"

"kill!"

The cold word came out of her mouth, and Jiang Xinyou's black eyes radiated an unprecedented cold light, and the hatred of evil in her heart was completely aroused.

Just when Ye Yue was about to take action, Jiang Xinyou stopped him: "Killing them like this will be an advantage for them! Let's imprison them here first. As for how to kill them, hehe... treat them in their own way.

Isn’t it better to have a body?”

Yeyue understood what she meant and nodded slightly. Under the ice-cold eyes, he slowly opened his palms, ignoring the three people begging for mercy in front of him, and transformed ropes to tie up the boss, the boss's wife and their son.

They were strong and set up a barrier in the basement to prevent Xu Wan's soul from breaking in again and rescue them.

Seeing this, Jiang Xinyou immediately walked to He Chengtian and loosened the rope on his body. She only heard the wife of the boss tremblingly say: "You are gods, right? You know magic, right? Don't... don't kill us, we...
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