Chapter 572 That's It? She Is Like a King

Huang Biao was clenching the corners of his two men's clothes tightly, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear of seeing a horrific and horrifying monster and puppet like Huang Mao.

He whispered in a terrified voice: "The Jade Emperor, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Lord Yama, please bless the gods from all walks of life!!!"

Huang Biao's cowardice amused the people beside him.

"Okay, Huang Mao was sent away."

A familiar laugh sounded in his ears.

Lin Hao continued to pull on Huang Biao's sleeves.

Hearing a familiar voice, Huang Biao, who was posing as a cat and hiding his head under his butt, slowly raised his head.

He saw Lin Hao standing beside him, looking down at him condescendingly, with a smile on his face.

Seeing that it was not some imaginary monster, Huang Biao sat on the ground.

"Your mother-in-law scared me to death!"

This middle-aged man with a haggard look and a frightened expression was so stimulated tonight that he was frightened and cried again.

Huang Biao collapsed and sat on the ground.

There were tears on his face and he looked terrible.

Qin Ruan closed the window, walked to Huang Biao, and asked lazily, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

Huang Biao cried with snot and tears on his face, raised his head and looked up at Qin Ruan.

He pointed to the drawer under the TV cabinet: "Yes, in the drawer below."

Seeing that he couldn't stand up anymore, Qin Ruan pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing.

She walked to the TV cabinet and wanted to bend over to get something, but she was inconvenienced.

"Let me do it."

Lin Hao strode over and took out the pen and paper from the drawer.

When he handed the things to Qin Ruan, the accident happened again.

The screen of the TV series that originally played the plot of dog blood suddenly had a new change.

A strange woman in a red dress appeared on the screen.

She had her head down and her hair was so long that it completely covered her face.

The environment that appeared on the TV was dark, like a closed room.

On the dark floor was a pool of blood.

The picture looks chilling.

Huang Biao and his subordinates couldn't help but dilate their pupils when they saw this scene.

"Ahhhh!!! There's a puppet!!!"

Huang Biao screamed again.

He slumped to the ground, his fingernails slammed into his palms, and he was completely incapacitated.

Lin Hao stood in front of Qin Ruan, staring blankly at the TV, his expression indifferent.

Qin Ruan took the pen and paper in his hand, and stared at the female puppet that appeared on the TV.

Seemingly aware of Qin Ruan's gaze, the puppet moved inside.

She slowly moved closer to the screen, as if to crawl out of the TV.

Qin Ruan felt that the pen and paper in his hand were useless.

She has learned simple sketching, and her level is average. She intends to draw the long-haired female evildoer who appeared downstairs before, and let Huang Biao recognize it.

Now that the other party appeared on TV, it also saved her from wasting time.

Huang Biao and his subordinates crawled closer to the door, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.

Qin Ruan stared at the female puppet on TV with cold and gloomy eyes.

The other party found that Qin Ruan was not afraid of her, and stayed on the TV without moving.

She was still hesitating, but Qin Ruan started to act.

She reached out and penetrated the TV, and dragged out the evil spirit who was pretending to be a puppet inside.

After Qin Ruan pulled out the puppet, she threw it on the floor in the hall with her backhand.

The pen and paper in her hand fell to the ground, and she glanced coldly at the female puppet who got up from the ground and was full of evil spirits.

Qin Ruan proudly stared at the red-clothed puppet, her voice cold: "Who are you? Sign up."

The female puppet lowered her head, her long black hair covering her face.

The other party was hoarse, and a neutral and strange voice sounded: "Don't meddle in your own business, or I will kill you!"

Qin Ruan sneered, but did not take the threat of the female puppet to heart.

If you want to kill her, it depends on whether you have that ability.

Her cold eyes looked up and down at the female puppet in front of her: "Are you the girl who was sent by Huang Biao's nemesis to honor him?"

Huang Biao, who had already climbed to the door, twisted the door hard.

I found that the door could not be opened.

Hearing Qin Ruan mention him behind him, Huang Biao stood at the door and turned his head slowly.

With Lin Hao as the medium, the sequelae brought by it have not completely subsided.

He saw the female puppet who was supposed to be on TV, but now she was standing in front of Qin Ruan.

The female puppet didn't reply to Qin Ruan's words, and her bony hands lifted the black hair in front of her eyes.

A bloody face emerged.

This face has no basic facial features, it is flat, and the smelly blood drips on the ground.

"Tick...tick..."

The sound of blood dripping on the ground, again and again, is very rhythmic.

Qin Ruan's eyes were cold, and she looked at her expressionlessly.

She already has immunity to such horror pictures.

The female puppet's body swayed slightly, and her bloody jaw revealed a black hole.

Qin Ruan guessed that it should be the other party's mouth.

A thick black tongue protruded from the female puppet's mouth, and it was desperately sticking out, becoming longer and longer.

It's so long that you think there's a snake hidden in it.

Not only that, from the female puppet's face, two dark eyeballs fell to the ground.

"Clap!"

The sound of soft meat falling to the ground.

The pair of things a little bigger than the glass ball slowly rolled to Qin Ruan's feet.

Qin Ruan lowered her eyes lightly, and by coincidence, the beads in her eyes were in the state of watching her.

She clearly saw the dark eyes, which moved slightly when she stared at her, just like a normal person sizing something.

Qin Ruan watched blankly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if mocking the ignorance of the female puppet.

She looked indifferent, without a trace of fear.

"Ah!"

Qin Ruan sneered and looked at the female puppet in front of him with contempt: "That's it?"

Disdain in words is like a king overlooking an inconspicuous ant.

Her disdain made the puppet furious, her hair fluttering wildly in the air.

The evil spirit in the house reached its peak, so thick that it was suffocating.

"Wang Wang!!!"

"Wang Wang... Wang Wang Wang!!!!"

The dogs barked outside.

Their voices were far or near, as if they were disturbed by evil spirits in the dark.

So many dog ​​barks sounded at the same time, which shows how influential the puppets in the house are.

Qin Ruan felt a suffocating breath in the indoor air.

The female puppet released a strong killing intent towards her.

Suddenly, the red-clothed female puppet jumped up.

Her boneless hands came straight to Qin Ruan's face.

Qin Ruan's eyes were cold, and her red lips slightly opened: "Course death!"

The golden whip in his hand took shape, and wrapped around the puppet's neck with a mighty power.

"Ho ho ho..."

Due to suffocation, the female puppet spit out an unbearable sound.

The golden whip in Qin Ruan's hand tightened, and the female puppet was pulled in front of her in an instant.

She placed her palm on the face of the female puppet, disregarding the sticky blood, and accelerated the absorption of the other party's evil spirit.

The smoke-like evil spirit twisted into a ball and rushed towards Qin Ruan's palm frantically.

As the evil spirit around the female puppet weakened, her original appearance slowly recovered.

The girl's face was clearly reflected in Qin Ruan's eyes, and her delicate eyebrows were slightly twisted.

This female puppet is somewhat similar to her.