Plague Doctor

The **** smell in the chilly wind blew over the huge stone amphitheatre.

Although there are some distances, the Jacksons and others can vaguely see the situation in the middle of the stage, especially the terrible screams.

The head of the head rolling down on the ground, the terrified look of despair seemed to penetrate the distance and looked at them, so that every cold hair in their bodies was erected. Some children stopped crying in a fright, and some adults were scared and trembling.

"Who are these ..."

"Devil, devil ..."

"Oh no, no!"

The breath of death has already invaded, and those headless corpses kneeling on the desert are now kneeling on this stage.

The young man who had just been decapitated was obviously the next such corpse, and those of them who are still alive may also be the next one.

Whether it is an adult, a teenager, or a child, all will become a headless corpse kneeling on the ground, but singing the song of the foreign land together. And their souls will also be left together in Nakarksa, no one hears, no one seeks.

"No." Mrs. Jackson hugged her daughter and hurried to the strange strangers: "Save us, please!"

Mr. Jackson, Mr. Davis, and others, like drowning people, can only grasp this straw and beg for a way to live.

"I, I don't know ..." Catherine was at a loss, completely ignorant of what was happening, not knowing who the men in blue and white uniforms were and who were the yellow ones. But she could see that the men in yellow were hunting those in blue and white uniforms.

"The power of the canon? It seems to be." Peacock has another sense of uncertainty. Is the power of the canon in the singing around, but it has a different feeling.

This feeling made her, Mo Qing, Jin Zhuzi, Shi Hu, and Shui Yu all uncomfortable and disgusted, just like the feeling when trying to practice the sixth secret.

Who are the people in blue and white uniforms? Compared with people like the Jacksons, the group looks more like a land wanderer. Perhaps because of this, peacocks have a sense of inexplicable connection, just like those people they know, are important people.

At this time, the nightmare suddenly spoke, and said to the Jacksons and others: "You don't move here."

"Peacock, you come with me." He said in a deep voice, and he quickly walked towards the center of the stage, "Listen to what I want to teach you, listen well!"

"Oh." Peacock and Moqing responded in a row, while Catherine and Tom were scared and distressed: "We really want to go?" "Oh ..."

"Wait!" "Don't leave us behind!" The Jacksons and others screamed anxiously, but couldn't help but can only watch the gang of strangers go.

What are they going to do, what are they going to do?

"Bi Suxing's song is about to sing

Wang's ruffled clothes were struck by the wind

But no one heard it disappeared there

Dim Karksa "

The singing in the wind is getting louder and louder. Hundreds of thousands of people in yellow in the audience are already singing together!

And the people in several other positions on the stage, from the forest, from the mountain, from the sea ... all were in panic, some of them had their mouths open, some scared their legs, and some Looking around to see where I want to escape, but where can I run?

They are already in hell!

"Cassida, Cassida. The dull and silent Lake Harry, rippling again because of your singing, you will lead all the strangers to the lost Karksa, you will lead all the strangers, let The light of Hasta is coming, let a new kingdom come! "

The little figure was talking, and he pulled the cape of the cloak away to reveal his flat, pointed deformed head.

It was like the head of an alien monster, a pair of ears with eccentric dark red artificial ears, a pair of eyes with small and colorless dry old eyes, and a fanatical swell on the old yellow face like mud The face is even more vicious.

"Are you ready?" The dwarf figure asked.

Wang Ruoxiang bent halfway, so that the dwarf figure holding the hands of the jeweled crown could move closer to the top of her head, she said hoarsely: "Yes."

Even if Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan, and others over there did not want to worry, the exquisite and spooky crown was worn on Wang Ruoxiang's black hair, the size was just right, just made for her.

After wearing the crown, Wang Ruoxiang's eyes changed again, and the depth was so strange that it was the deep depth of Lake Harry.

"All kingdoms are made of blood, and all thrones are raised by the head."

The short Mr. Wilde said, "Your power is not given by the crown, you have given the crown power. Obey your power, and how do you deal with it?"

When he said this, those narrow eyes swept the two young men who were not far from the other side and who still refused to kneel.

"Cut." Wang Ruoxiang was also looking at his old companions. "I gave them yellow secret signs."

The faces of Gao Yu, Zhang Zuodong and others showed strange fanaticism, blood, blood! Let the blood make the colors of Lake Harry more vivid and make Karksa's air more fragrant.

"Cut !!!" They echoed in unison.

The ten yellow clothes were silent, and the tall executioner handed the big **** sword to Wang Ruoxiang, who walked slowly.

The innumerable figures in the audience around were all quiet, as if waiting for the sound of the beheading moment, it was the power of the king.

The yellow secret symbol, life and death.

The people in different positions of the stage were clamped by deeper fears, and the beheading scene of the reenactment had already engulfed their hearts early ...

"Squad leader ..." Cai Zixuan was still struggling, sweating all over his face, looking at Wang Ruoxiang, who was getting closer, shouting hard: "Don't, we take the scalpel ... We are doctors, we are Dong The doctor from the State University ... "

Wang Ruoxiang is still approaching, and death is approaching. Cai Zixuan's voice became weaker and he could not scream.

What will you think of before you die? Cai Zixuan suddenly remembered the days on campus. The hundreds of pages of this book are all key textbooks, human skeleton models, general teachers, mice, exams, experiments, teachers, classmates ... though every day must be very hard , But it is nostalgic.

Cai Zixuan sighed in his heart, remembered his family again, and suddenly wanted to drink the beautiful soup cooked by his mother.

"Fuck ..." Lou Xiaoning glared at the only eye, and the missile didn't work.

Xue Ba, Yang Ying, Chen Zhaoliang ... Everyone struggled but looked helplessly as Wang Ruoxiang walked to Cai Zixuan, the blood knife in his hand shone with cold light.

"Ah!" Wu Shiyu hasn't given up yet. She can't stand normally when she can sit, but now at this moment, she still has to stand ... Hope, hope, hope, there is power ... Even if you die, take it The death of hope is better than the hopeless death ... Tamilion means hope ...

The messy mind and sympathy interweave, but let her regain a force, raise her eyebrows, and let her yell:

"Everyone listens to me, Gu Jun is still alive, he is not dead, he has returned! I talked to him, he has returned!"

Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba, Cai Zixuan and others felt a slight warmth in their angry, lost, and sad mood.

Really ... Is Gu Jun still alive ...

Thank you, Shi Yu ... Maybe dying with such a news, it will be better.

Otherwise, if there is a kingdom of heaven, and if you reunite with Gu Jun, I really do n’t know what to say ... They are not prepared for sacrifice, but just practiced for so long, and finally failed to use the spell. Be willing ...

"Kasida," said the sly figure of the short figure, "what are you waiting for, the ragged robes of the yellow king will cover the world forever!"

Wang Ruoxiang was stagnant, and something caught her eye.

Then Gao Yu and them, and all the yellow clothes, also saw a group of six people walking quickly from the side, wearing a white mask for the first face.

"Oh?" Mr. Wilde turned to look, not surprised, but a series of angry coughs: "Is it, is it, is it you ..."

Wu Shiyu turned his head to look around, startled, why is this feeling?

Cai Zixuan turned his head and looked around. He was in a hurry, don't come, you ordinary people can't beat it!

Xue Ba and Lou Xiaoning kneeling on the ground, and Yu Guang barely saw them. Is it a justice? The man still wears a mask ... It's a bit strange ...

Everyone doesn't know what those people are, they think they are ordinary people; but ordinary people don't know who they are.

Suddenly, they saw that the people in yellow in the opposite side also saw it, as did the surrounding audience.

The six men with firm steps quickened their pace. The white mask man walking in the front, while walking forward, raised his hand to mark something in the air, and the five others who followed him also lined together.

At the same rhythm, draw the same shape.

When the vision suddenly burst, Wu Shiyu and Cai Zixuan seemed to see the light condensing, and they were in the void.

An imprint came out, like a deer horn, and like a tree branch.

Along with the movement of the six strangers, a magnificent white light flashed, like a blazing fire in the dark, and dazzling like lightning through the dark clouds!

The masked man with his right hand waved his right hand in the direction of Wang Ruoxiang—

The invisible spiritual mark flew away immediately, and the mask man shouted loudly: "Retreat, retreat!"

"Retreat, retreat!" The other five men and women were also shouting, showing a firm face and moving forward.

The dazzling mark quickly became huge between the rapids, UU reading www. The branch of uukanshu.com seems to be woven into a sharp blade net, which just passed through Wang Ruoxiang, and also passed through them from Gao Yu and those from the yellow clothes.

Each of their muscles, every nerve, and every spiritual thought have been twisted!

Wang Ruoxiang shouted sharply, his face suddenly twisted violently, his eyes were filled with blood instantly, but he took a few steps back and forth ...

Cai Zixuan was dumbfounded, and Lou Xiaoning and Xue Ba were dumbfounded as well. The power of that mark also affected them, but he drank Ganquan like a long-thirsty person.

Here, what is going on, what is the origin of these strangers ...

Why is the voice of the mask man crying ...

Wu Shiyu's face showed incredible joy!

"Retreat, retreat!" At the same time, the masker continued to paddle, took the other five people to make a mark, and walked forward step by step.

"Ah !!" Wang Ruoxiang was hit by the marks one after another, and his body was twisted everywhere. There seemed to be two different wills in the eyes. The singing in is also distorted.

She screamed endlessly, carrying the big knife and going to the mask person, but she could only keep going back.

"Is it, is it ..." Mr. Wilde was already screaming and kept saying "Is it, is it!"

All the mutinies and yellow men around him shouted in pain and madness, as if they were subjected to the most brutal torture in purgatory.

That imprint held them back, their power was melting away inexplicably ... The imprint that made them so disgusted was disintegrating them!

At different locations nearby, ordinary people such as the Jacksons were also dumbfounded.

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