The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 284 Halloween Horror Nights 7

The beautiful mother and daughter who changed their faces and smiled ferociously, the rushing crowds, the monsters that accidentally jumped out, and the entire street decorated with lights, seemed like a picture scroll that was lifted up with a crash and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, revealing the reality underneath. Scenes.

The green grass in front of him, surrounded by shrubs, turned out to be a secluded small park on the corner of the street. Zhu Mingyao's eyes were cold and stern, staring at the short figure nailed to a big pine tree by the light of a sword.

His fingertips were wrapped with countless tiny talismans, which were like small insects. Climbing on a piece of brown-green cloth, jumping slightly in the direction of the enemy, he sneered:

"The last time I was chased and slashed by Yin soldiers, there were already traces of it. You actually dare to repeat your same tricks in front of me. You cuckold elf, do you really think that no one can see where you come from?"

Although the street lights were dim, with Zhu Mingyao's eyesight, it was no different from daytime. He could see the appearance of the enemy clearly at a glance, confirming his suspicion in his heart.

The figure restrained by his magic power was less than one meter tall from head to toe, wearing a pocket-sized hat on his head, wearing a brown-green old-fashioned suit, with a bulging leather bag around his waist, several gold necklaces and gem pendants exposed, and large brown eyes. Pointed ears and nose, gray and black wrinkled skin like pieces of dry bark, and a few sparse dark red moustache on the lower jaw are one of the classic images in the myths and legends of the Old Road.

——Irish Leprechaun!

Compared to human flesh and blood, this creature prefers to collect all kinds of precious gold and silver jewelry. Among the many recent suspicious cases reported by the official, there are related mysterious theft cases.

It is an unusual dark monster. As a fey creature bred by nature, it is naturally able to integrate with the surrounding environment. Its instinctive talent for illusion is even more unique, which is very different from all the spellcasting systems created by humans. Therefore, although the strength of the two sides is quite different, they can still make Zhu Mingyao fall into it quietly.

At this time, it was using its two furry sharp claws to scratch desperately at the silver light on its chest that looked like substance. Dark green blood surged out of the wound like mud at the bottom of a pool.

The elf's palms were cut with blood from the sword energy, and he refused to give up: "How is that possible! Even if there are pieces of clothing as a medium, you can't detect my existence so easily!"

"The reason is very simple. There is a huge loophole in your illusion." Zhu Mingyao said leisurely and contentedly, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

...Killing monsters, not even a reward, everyone knows it's fake!

"Why is there a loophole? The illusion was created to capture your subconscious. It is one of the scenes you look forward to most. There can be no loopholes..." the leprechaun roared unwillingly,

Suddenly, a strange force burst through the air, and a vicious and ferocious face suddenly appeared on the surface of the gray-green gel and flew into the sky.

call! Just when it was about to escape, a piece of golden-red thunder struck down, slamming it back into the Soul Refining Yin Fire.

But Zhu Mingyao, who was well prepared, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of hot blood.

"Hey! Shut up!" Zhu Mingyao's originally smiling expression suddenly froze, and he quickly interrupted the other party harshly. He shrunk his neck and looked around covertly. When he saw no one around, he straightened his back. He scolded righteously:

"Damn you monster, it turns out that because of the rarity of the race and the principle of protecting rare species, I plan to spare your life. I will just sign a life-long contract of service outside the law..." He pointed at the peach stick in the distance, with a treasure on his face. The light is shining and the Dharma is solemn.

A faint blue flame rose up on the elf, and amid the screams, its body slowly melted like a candle, gradually turning into a mass of gray-green gelatin.

"Seven stars will die and kill their souls, just like my command!"

Talking nonsense, Zhu Mingyao did not wait for the enemy to beg for mercy. He grabbed a small man made of straw, held up the brown-green rag, patted it upward, and made a vicious stroke with his sword.

A tiny flash of starlight.

"Who would have thought that you would dare to speak nonsense and slander my XP... Ahem, Qingyu! I have no choice but to kill people... I have finished my duty of eradicating evil!"

Flee again, thunder and fire come again!

Repeatedly, the scarred and hazy face finally turned into nothingness in despair, leaving only a four-leaf clover as crystal green as emerald.

"Kill the [Circus of Horror] illusionist, Dick the Ghost, and get reward points..."

After receiving the prompt from the system, Zhu Mingyao, who tried his best to destroy the enemy's soul-inhabiting technique, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, bent down to pick up the loot, and put his heart back in his stomach. snort! In order to preserve my reputation for the rest of my life, it doesn't matter if I lose my strength!

In the future, you must remember that it is really important to always use relevant spells to protect your mind and keep your personal information safe!

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"Eat the candy, eat the candy! Enjoy the candy on Halloween night!"

Pieces of orange-yellow sugar cubes exuding the sweet smell of honey flew away, attracting the dull-eyed crowd on the street to swarm in, snatch and beat each other. From time to time, the unlucky ones who failed were beaten to a bloody head.

But those who succeeded in eating the spoils would end up even more miserable. After eating a piece of candy, they immediately vomited blood. It was obvious that their stomachs had been hit hard by something sharp.

The black man wearing a brown-collared woolen coat laughed cruelly. He swung the huge iron hook that replaced his right hand and tore out the throat of a superhuman agent. Wherever the blood was splashed, the figure suddenly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, Then it jumped out of a wide-angle mirror on the side of the road, leaving a long wound on the thigh of another transcendent.

The man on the side has dark red skin and is wearing colorful cloth. He continues to play weird music on the flute in his hand, controlling hundreds of tourists and turning into a human wall to protect himself and his accomplices.

Even though there were a large number of official and private people who came to besiege, and there were one or two good players among them, under the opponent's strong strength and shameless hostage shield, not only failed to achieve decent results, but were firmly suppressed by it.

The thick, turbid syrup suddenly surged up, forming a barrier that successfully blocked several sniper bullets. Then it quickly hardened and disintegrated into numerous sharp knife-like fragments, beating the attackers who tried to approach until they were covered in blood. Writhing in pain on the ground.

A mirror jumped in front of him. The black man raised the iron hook in his right hand and was about to harvest these lives. Suddenly, his heart trembled and a secret message came over.

"That stupid dwarf!" He cursed bitterly, and expressions of anger, hatred, and fear flashed rapidly in sequence.

The black man swayed and gave up chasing the injured. The black man teleported back to the pied piper and gritted his teeth nervously:

"We've created enough fear and chaos, get ready to evacuate."

The flute player turned his bright red eyes and glanced at him in surprise. His mouth was still close to the flute, and his thoughts vibrated the air, expressing his objections.

"[Captain] There was no order to retreat over there. Do you want to be punished?"

The tall black man's face twisted, as if he remembered the leader's cruel methods, and made a difficult decision.

"It is better to be punished than to die. The dwarf elf has been killed by that powerful guy, and even his soul has not been able to return to the circus!"

During the dispute, a whirlwind of fire and smoke whizzed past in mid-air, and the black man with the hook's eyes lit up, and he found the target of taking the blame.

"It's that woman's subordinate. Let him lead these people to the amusement park and fight with the [Puppet Master] and [Toy Master]!"

(End of this chapter)