"Do you think I can't feel it? From the moment you brought them into the maze of memory, their souls have been devoured by you! What's left here now are just two empty shells! Since it's no longer possible to help them resurrect their souls

, what’s the use of rescuing their bodies?”

With that said, Leng Yan waved the Heavenly Sword in his hand and strode forward. Ai Keke had no idea that all of this could not escape Leng Yan's eyes. In just a few seconds, he saw through everything and took her life!

Ai Keke gritted her teeth. She was not as capable as the black undead. Faced with the brilliant golden light emitted by the Heavenly Pointing Sword, she could not dodge. She could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy: "Please, let me go!"

I was also a victim three years ago! If it weren’t for the black undead threatening me, how could I help him?”

Leng Yan frowned, but after a moment of hesitation, he raised the Sky Pointing Sword again. Unexpectedly, someone took a step ahead of him and strangled Ai Keke from behind!

"ah!"

A shrill roar broke through the sky, the memory maze was crumbling, and the floating body of the black undead was floating up and down in mid-air. He showed a cold smile: "It's useless to keep such a timid and fearful undead around, isn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Yan returned to reality.

Ye Jin and Teacher Wei are back, but what comes back...is their corpses!

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On February 10, the debate competitions of major universities in University City were suspended. Four contestants from University C and Teacher Wei died unexpectedly. Although their deaths were not horrific, they left people with deep fear.

However, the incident is not over yet, because the black undead have not been caught yet, Jiang Xinyou firmly believes that if the black undead are not completely eradicated, the curse left to the debate team will happen again and again!

At this moment, in the dead space, the tall figure of the Mad Demon is sitting on the huge black stone, with countless wandering night spirits in front of him.

He tapped his fingers again and again, making a bang-bang sound on the black stone. After a while, the black undead emerged from the stone wall and said to him respectfully: "Everything is done."

The mad demon's eyes as big as copper bells suddenly gathered a cold light, and he looked at the black undead coldly: "Are you sure they took the bait?"

The black undead nodded slowly, revealing a hint of sneer: "They will never think that this matter has just begun. The debate team is just a cover. The real horror is still to come, haha..."

Hearing this, the mad demon couldn't help but stand up suddenly. His tall figure stood in the dead space, looking down on all the night wandering souls, and said coldly: "That bitch Jiang Xinyou must not have imagined what we are going to do next!"

"Yes, yes, how can she guess what you are thinking, Lord Mad Demon?"

"But she ruined my Hundred Ghost Night Banquet, ruined the pornographic ghosts, and ruined everything I care about!" As he said that, the mad demon clenched his hands angrily, with veins exposed on the dark skin, and black blood vessels one after another.

One of them stood out, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces immediately!

Seeing this, the black undead fell to the ground with a frightened voice: "Don't worry, sir. Although Jiang Xinyou summoned the ancient gods and demons to destroy the Yangui, she did not completely crush her soul. As long as this small matter is accomplished,

Mr. Yangui will definitely be able to be resurrected smoothly!"
Chapter completed!