Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1037 Victory and defeat

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Yang Jian thought it was ridiculous to see Liu Qingqing stretch out his hand to hold the hatchet, and look full of confidence.

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"You are really stupid. You rely on the cheongsam to block my coffin nails, and rely on the gloves to grab my hatchet. Do you think you can continue to spend with me by these two and won't be killed by me? If That's all, you can set me on the road today."

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Liu Qingqing did not speak, staring at Yang Jian, clutching the hatchet in both hands, refusing to let go.

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She has a lot of strength, not like a normal woman's strength. If an ordinary person were caught like this, it is estimated that even the bones would be crushed.

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But Yang Jian's strength is not small.

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It seems that he has been working hard until now, and he has even used something like strength.

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It seems to be a bit exhausted.

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But Liu Qingqing knew very well that he was at a disadvantage, because there was another Liu Ziwen helping to suppress the ghost eye. Once the ghost eye lost its suppression, Yang Jian could immediately restart himself.

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Until then, he will not be killed.

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In the face of an undead enemy, the one who will die must be himself.

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"Yang Jian, don't talk too much, the supernatural power you can control is indeed terrifying, but haven't you been able to kill me yet?"

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Liu Qingqing said: "So you are not invincible, as long as the method is suitable, you will still be killed, and do you know why I only appeared now?"

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"Because, I need to use the power of the messenger on the fifth floor. If you rely on me alone, I will definitely be killed by you."

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"But now, the one who loses is you."

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next moment.

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Liu Qingqing suddenly let go of the clenched hatchet. Instead of retreating, she rushed towards Yang Jian with a blood-stained knife in her hand.

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This sharp knife is not hers, it belongs to the man who ran for the driver in the messenger on the fifth floor.

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The messenger was killed by Yang Jian using Zhao Feng's body before, and then he ignored it.

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Liu Qingqing came close and rushed towards Yang Jian, as if hugging, but the sharp knife pierced into Yang Jian's chest and sank deeply into it.

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"It's not that I didn't do anything when I was among so many corpses just now. Yang Jian, you are careless. Now, I believe you are real, not an illusion."

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She saw that Yang Jian's chest was bleeding, the nearby skin was gray and dull, and a smile appeared on her face.

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A trace of pride, a happy smile.

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Why is this Yang Jian's arrogant and arrogant attitude all the time, and why decides her life and death.

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Today, she will pull this Yang Jian on the road together.

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Because even if she really killed Yang Jian, she would not live long.

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"Let me see now, will Ghost Eye Yangjian also die? This is not an ordinary knife, but a supernatural item. You know very well what will happen to the person who is stabbed."

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Liu Qingqing's palm was very hard, and the position of the knife in the heart was twisted and rotated. It seemed that this would bring more pain and damage to Yang Jian.

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But what she saw when she raised her head was not Yang Jian's painful face, but calm and indifference.

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As if the pain in the body doesn't matter at all.

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"You do know me well, but you don't understand me thoroughly enough. It can be seen that your memory of the Republic of China woman is not complete. Otherwise, this knife will never stab."

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Yang Jian's complexion was rapidly turning pale, the wound was bleeding non-stop, the breath of the living was dissipating, and the state of his body deteriorated rapidly.

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But even so, he still didn't take it too seriously.

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Liu Qingqing was stunned, she still raised her head slightly and stared at Yang Jian, observing the subtle changes in the person in front of her.

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She wanted to see Yang Jian fear, remorse, and fail.

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However, what I saw was indifference and a hint of banter.

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"Impossible, you can't restart now, you're dead."

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Liu Qingqing still firmly grasped the sharp knife and pushed it in desperately.

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It seems that he wants to penetrate Yang Jian's body.

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"Death? Haha." Yang Jian smiled: "Will I die less often, do you really think that I have come to this day by luck? You want to kill me, then I want to know, in the face of the real me, how do you kill it?"

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The next moment, the long spear in his hand stood heavily on the ground.

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Then he released his hand, opened his arms, and fell heavily backwards.

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"boom!"

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Yang Jian had a smile on his face, his face was ashen, and the blood flowed from his chest. It was like a cold corpse fell to the ground, and there was no breath or movement.

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Liu Qingqing was stunned, a little puzzled and did not understand.

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But the next moment.

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A horrible thing happened.

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Beneath Yang Jian's corpse, the darkness gathered, and a tall shadow stood up slowly. The shadow's face actually had a strange face. It was a face painted with blood. Exactly the same, as lifelike as the rubbings, bright and colorful.

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As if the shadow wearing a mask of human blood stood up, holding a cracked spear, the gloomy aura permeated, and the tall body gave off a strange sense of oppression.

It can't open its mouth, it can't speak.

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But on the mask of that man's blood, a pair of scarlet ghost eyes turned, revealing a strange look.

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This look is the same as Yang Jian before.

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So... it's Yang Jian?

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Liu Qingqing was stunned. Her arm holding the blood-stained knife dipped weakly, and she couldn't help but step back. An indescribable strange fear enveloped her whole body.

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turn out to be.

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It turns out that this is the true face of Yang Jian.

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The real Yang Jian is not a normal living person at all, nor is he a ghost rider, but a real ghost.

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This is the biggest secret of Ghost Eye Yangjian.

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Ghosts cannot be killed.

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Liu Qingqing's mind came up with such a sentence, she laughed, laughed miserably, and no longer had the stupid idea of ​​pulling Yangjian to go on the road together, because she couldn't do it, she couldn't bring a ghost to bury with her .

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"Is this your true face? It turns out that you have become a ghost, no wonder you don't put other people in your eyes, you are right, they are not your opponents, and I am not your opponents, now I believe You have the ability to deal with the ghost post office and end the fate of the messenger."

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"All of us are so miserably deceived by you. No, you didn't deceive us. After all, no one would tell anyone such a secret."

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"I lost, there is no need to continue this fight."

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The tall ghost still stared at Liu Qingqing without saying a word, full of oppression.

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Yang Jian didn't do anything. He knew that Liu Qingqing was no longer willing to resist. This was because of the loss of confidence after knowing the truth.

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"But Yang Jian, you remember it for me. Although I, Liu Qingqing, conceded defeat, it doesn't mean that I can only go to this step. It doesn't make much sense, and I don't want to cause more damage, I'm not a cold-hearted person."

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Liu Qingqing still has the strength to not admit defeat, she is very stubborn and tenacious.

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Just facing Yang Jian, who is a serious ghost, these things can't have a decisive impact.

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The tall ghost figure moved at this moment and took a step forward, as if telling Liu Qingqing that he was going to send you on his way now.

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Liu Qingqing said: "Don't bother you, my time is over early, this is the last time I wake up, I made a deal with her, I will never wake up again after I close my eyes this time, you can Rest assured, there will be no more Liu Qingqing in the world in the future."

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After she finished speaking, her eyes slowly closed.

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The tall ghost figure stopped and watched Liu Qingqing die.

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"Yang Jian, you know, I don't want to die... I just want to live." Liu Qingqing muttered to herself, she shed two tears, and finally her eyes were completely closed.

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She has no movement or breath.

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The red cheongsam on her body is still so bright, and her figure is still so graceful and perfect.

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It's just that it doesn't belong to her anymore.

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A strange memory is taking her place.

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And the dense red high-heeled shoe prints around are disappearing, those corpses are also disappearing, and all supernatural phenomena are dissipating.

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The tall ghost figure peeped around with ghost eyes and then slowly retreated, once again blending into the breathless corpse on the ground.

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Yang Jian opened his eyes and woke up. His chest was still bleeding, his body was cold, and he had no body temperature.

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Although his body is dead, he is still alive and conscious.

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This is the outlier.

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Abandoning the identity of a living person~www.readwn.com~ is almost equivalent to a ghost-like existence.

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"Losing, did you lose?"

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Liu Ziwen, who was blind at the side, had his hearing blurred at the moment, but he still understood what happened just now, and now he slumped on the ground in despair.

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He couldn't hold it any longer, he was going to die, even if Yang Jian didn't do anything, he would die in the resuscitation of Li Gui.

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"Yes, you lost." Yang Jian's tone was stiff and indifferent.

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Bang!

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As soon as the situation here became clear, on the other side, Wang Yong let out a self-deprecating laugh, and then dropped the shovel in his hand.

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In front of him is Li Yang.

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Li Yang was leaning against the wall, unable to resist, just waiting for the shovel to capture him, he would surely die.

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But at this critical moment, Wang Yong stopped, he gave up.

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What if you killed Li Yang?

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Liu Qingqing couldn't hold it anymore, Liu Ziwen had reached his limit, and killing Li Yang himself was nothing more than being killed by Yang Jian, and killing the opponent's teammates by himself might lead to ruthless revenge.

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He can't afford the consequences of being retaliated because he has a family behind him.

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If it were ten years ago, he would definitely photograph this shovel.

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(End of this chapter)

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