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Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 463

Suddenly another hand grabbed him. Wade’s stomach tightened with fright, and he felt like he couldn’t hold his urine anymore…

Susie asked out of breath, “What are you doing?”

Just now Ryan was muttering in the back, and suddenly yelled and rushed forward.

It caused her and Hamza to run wildly and catch up with him with difficulty

Turning around, I found that I didn’t know where I ran, and I couldn’t find the path I just went up the mountain.

The father who followed behind also disappeared.

Hamza’s heart tightened, and he whispered, “What should we do now?”

Susie shook her head: “It’s okay, my master is still here!”

Hamza was relieved to hear that her powerful master was still there.

Wade’s teeth were chattering, trembling: “I was just grabbed by a scorched black bone hand…”

Only then did he dare to turn his head to look at his shoulders. He didn’t

know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his shoulders were cold.

Susie patted and comforted: “We were behind you just now, there is nothing.”

Mitch looked around and said. “It’s because there is too much yin here, and the yin fell on his shoulders, making him hallucinate.”

It’s getting colder on the mountain, and the wind blows from time to time.

In the mountains at night in the countryside, you can’t see your fingers. In the parks in the city at night, you can see the light of the sky even if there are no lights.

This barren mountain is like a remote mountain in the countryside, pitch- black. and the light from the surrounding buildings cannot penetrate.

General stopped running and stuck to Susie’s leg like Star

“Did you hear anything?” Hamza asked intently

Susie and Wade immediately shut up and listened

There was no sound at all in the darkness, only the sound of a few people breathing, and the silence was even more frightening.

Under this layer of fear, a rattling sound came from nowhere.

He swallowed: “It’s the same when we come during the day, why don’t we come again tomorrow?”

Susie said with reason: “Because you have class tomorrow!”

Wade was speechless

He just wanted to say that he could skip class, but he remembered the scene of grandma hacking uncle with bare hands, so he shut up.

The giggling sound was still there, and the few people looked for the

sound and moved forward.

In the deep dark soil, there is a cellar, and a coffin is buried in the cellar. The coffin board is flush with the soil surface, and it is in a state of being buried but not completely buried.

Sofia followed an elder, and watched the elder lift the coffin board, she quietly glanced at the female corpse inside.

To be precise, it should be the living dead.

Her elder sister. who had a beautiful face in the prosperous age, now has a dark and thin face, and her face is beyond recognition.

Her limbs were nailed to the coffin board, and something was wriggling in her clothes, crawling regularly

Her eyes were open, staring straight ahead, if it wasn’t for the occasional roll of the eveballs, no one would be able to tell that she was a human

being.

The elder frowned and said. “It’s far from enough to directly cultivate into a witch fairy. Sure enough, the root bone has grown and is too hard to cultivate. At the beginning. I said to let her give birth to offspring, and the offspring born from pure blood can breed the best.” Witch God.”

“We are the descendants of witch gods, we control the fate of others, and we use it well. I don’t know how many people come to us to dig mountains…”

The elder seemed aggrieved when he said this.

In the past, witches and gods were very powerful. Those witches and witches who exorcised ghosts would respectfully bow down when they saw them.

King of Hell has to avoid the three-point salute!

If it were changed to the ancient times, how could they do such a lowly thing and give their lives to the boss?

They knelt down and begged them to look at the mountains, and they wouldn’t even look at them!

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