"More... one person?"

Ma Xiaoling heard the words, immediately focused on the photo, and took out a small bottle and dripped a few drops of medicine on the water.

Nourish!

A layer of white air emerged, at this time, she suddenly found out that the real photo, in fact, only four people!

The remaining fifth ‘person’ is a devil who is burnt and stunned!

"This position..."

Ma Xiaoling suddenly looked up and the reagents in his hand spilled out: "Miss Wu, be careful!"

Wu Hao looked dull and looked at the manuscript in front of him.

At this time, the man she has slowly fell in love with, the look is becoming more and more sturdy, even dark, is a charred body!

"what!"

A scream came out, and the black corpse disappeared without a trace in the eyes of everyone.

"Why... why is he..."

Wu Yu cried, and suddenly, my mind was confused, and the real memory emerged.

correct! The time I went to the apartment to try the camera, only she and Lu Xia, and Yang Guang and Bai Ling four people, two pairs of men and women, one more, originally seems a bit awkward.

But before, they didn't even have one person to doubt!

That is because this ghost can make up memories, and the people who have inserted them into a 'retouching' are set up.

Think about it now, the cursed photo was originally brought out of the apartment by Xiu Wen!

Even, looking for the master Liu is also a proposal for Xiuwen! Because he knew that it was a liar, it did not help at all, and the result was the death of Bai Ling!

"No... not like this... When the civilized Ming Dynasty appeared with the ghost at the same time..."

Wu Hao shook his head and the whole person was about to collapse.

"It's very simple... or the ghost that appeared with him is the illusion that he deliberately showed you! Or it is his ability to have a avatar!"

Fang Yuan’s face turned solemn, and a hint of gold flashed through his eyes.

This kind of ghost that can be separated, can also weave memories and play with the hearts of the people. It is definitely beyond the scope of the spiritual level, reaching the fierce level!

Even if the right card is the opposite of the ghost, you must be vigilant!

"The murderous ghost, although able to separate the body of the body, but as long as it does not grasp its roots, it will not help! It is more difficult to deal with the ghost of Chen Gongguan!"

Fang Yuan licked his lips: "But just... this level of ghosts has the value that makes me seal!"

At this time, he has cultivated the upper limit that has been promoted to the world. To fight against the more fierce curse, he must upgrade the body of the spirit!

This physique through his exploration, the only evolutionary need is a variety of evil spirits and curses!

"why……"

Wu Hao was almost sitting on the sofa and crying: "Why... do you want to play with us like this?"

After suffering this series of blows and horror, she has been completely desperate for this world.

"Cry and cry, what is it like?"

Fang Yuan glanced at her: "Now let's talk about the cost of solving this 'ghost'! Because it has reached the level of the second type, so I need to pay very high!"

"Even if my money, my life, everything about me, I can give it to you!"

Wu Hao shuddered and bit his teeth: "As long as you can give me... revenge!"

"This kind of enlightenment... The last struggle of the desperate?"

Fang Yuan stood up and shrugged his shoulders: "Forget it... your heart, I feel it, and leave the rest to me!"

"Daughter!"

At this time, the detective Ma was awakened from the sluggishness and slammed behind Ma Xiaoling: "You must protect your father and fight the ghost who dared to invade our office!"

Ma Wencai, who made a fortune, naturally bought this office and turned it into his own industry.

But what if the firm turns into a ghost house in the future? That is a catastrophe!

The detective of Martha, who loves money, is dead in the eyes of the money.

"..."

Ma Xiaoling turned a blank eye, holding a potion test tube in her hand and staring at it with vigilance.

The evil spirits even started to lick her yin and yang eyes. Even after disappearing at this time, she could not find the slightest trace, which made her feel a great danger.

"The real murderer does not need to be in shape to kill. In the invisibility, you can quietly put people to death... Human beings, in the face of ghosts, only the most thorough despair, but among them, no including me!"

Fang Yuan walked around the office for a few laps, and the golden light in the eyes was like a flame.

Hey!

At the next moment, he came to Wu Hao and shook his fist: "Tian Ying Quan!"

Hey!

The wind screamed fiercely, and in the boxing, the bones of Fang Yuan’s whole body exploded together. The blood flowed like a river in the Yangtze River. The whole person was like a big fireball. The blazing temperature spread, making the whole office suddenly come to the stove. same.

Even if it is impossible to restore the true sanctification, Fang Yuan’s martial arts at this time also has the prototype of a true holy will.

boom!

The muffled sound came, and a ‘thing’ was opened from behind Wu Hao. The three of them had not noticed before.

"that's it!"

At the same time that the ghost was smashed by Fang Yuan, Ma Xiaoling finally caught the glimpse of the figure in the void, slamming out the potion: "Exposing!"

A charred body emerged, and it was the image of the evil spirit that Wu Hao and others saw in the apartment, climbing on the ground.

"what!"

Ma Wencai and Wu Hao were screaming.

In their gaze, Fang Yuan stepped forward, just like a horse galloping, the front ankle stepped on, the head of the corpse.

boom!

The black head exploded and the caricature disappeared without a trace.

"Get rid of?"

Ma Xiaoling looked at this scene with a sluggish look.

That, even the ghosts that she feels incomprehensible and whose life is hard to protect are actually broken by Fang Yuan.

Although she knows that Fang Yuan is very strong, she never imagined that the other party was so strong that it was so!

"No... not enough!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, his body flashed, and he came to a wall and rolled out.

"Oh! No! My Renaissance oil painting!"

In the screams of Ma Wencai, the entire wall, like the quicksand, turned into a powder, and the dead body that had just disappeared appeared again, and was smashed by one palm and disappeared without a trace.

"Are you angry? Resentment? What kind of thing are you bringing desperate to the world?"

In the office, Fang Yuang’s phantom, always rushed to the place where the next ghost appeared, and immediately slammed the fist with a fist.

And Ma Xiaoling, three people, looked at the scene where Fang Yuan was haunting the ghosts, and his face was already sluggish.

"It takes time to condense the ghosts of this kind of ghost..."

Fang Yuan perceives it very clearly. Since he first blasted the ghost, each time the other party gathered, almost doubled the time. The last time, it was already twenty minutes ago.

"I read it wrong, you have no despair, no emotions, some, just a twist!"

He flew to the door of the office, grabbed his hands and grabbed the black coke to his neck: "Dissipate it!"

Oh!

This devil was separated, and he was split into two by him, and he was torn into two pieces!

Ma Xiaoling was a stunned spirit, and the feeling of coldness and fear surrounding it suddenly disappeared.

"All right!"

Fang Yuan patted the palm of his hand and walked over to the sluggish Wu Hao: "Now we have a little time, take me to the apartment! Solve the root of all this!"

"Good... good!"

Wu Hao looked at Fang Yuan as if he was looking at a god.

When she is completely desperate, getting this redemption can produce a fanatical faith and become a mad believer: "Thank you! Thank you, Master!"

"It’s better to start here than to say this. According to what you said before, you still have a companion, go to the apartment?"

Fang Yuan gave her a look.

The price I said before is nothing but a joke.

For Fang Yuan, the root of this fierce devil, perhaps the camera that may be good, is the real reward!

"Right, there is Yang Guang!"

Wu Hao’s face showed a violent uneasiness.

......

At the same time, outside the apartment.

Although he has made up his mind, he will ruin the camera if he does.

But the closer he was to the apartment, Yang Guang felt that the chill of his body became more and more heavy. After the state of the **** head disappeared, the fear that had been accumulated was even more like a breakout.

Finally, the dilapidated apartment is far away.

"Bai Ling..."

Yang Guang gritted his teeth and stepped into the apartment.

In a dark environment, his muscles were tight, his blood was raging, and his teeth began to tremble unstoppable.

Near! Closer!

The seal of memory was suddenly unraveled as the camera room was discarded closer to the day.

"Cultivating the text... No, there is no such thing as a text editor!"

Yang Guang almost fainted: "He is... ghost! But he has been hiding around us, is he killing Bai Ling?"

This kind of sudden blow made his tears full of eyes.

"Wu Hao! Wu Hao is very dangerous!"

As the next photo-designated dying person, and staying with the ghost, life seems to be walking a tightrope.

"Now is the opportunity! Destroy the camera, you can save Wu Hao!"

Since it was determined that the ghost was next to Wu Hao, Yang Guang suddenly gave birth to a daring, and quickly broke into the room.

The place where they took a photo, the furnishings were the same as before, and the camera was placed on the shelf.

"that's it!"

Yang Guang glanced around, a step forward, grabbed the camera and slammed it into the wall!

boom!

The camera was torn apart, a large number of parts flew, and a crack was found on the wall.

"It's that simple?"

So easy, but Yang Guang is somewhat unbelievable.

"In any case, the camera is destroyed, and the curse of the photo should be eliminated?"

He was about to step away, but there was a sudden burst of noise around him.

Yang Guang stepped forward and turned his head stiffly. He saw... The face was pulled out of a hole. Before the wall of the four people took pictures, it suddenly shattered, revealing a blackened body!

The root of the real curse is not the ordinary camera, but the wall!