Most of the people present did not react to the sudden scene.
Why was it that you were fine just now, but now you have no energy?
Before these people could be surprised, Yang Ning, who was under the eaves of the inner corridor of the front door, did not stop writing in his hand.
The blood-stained pen left the first crossed-out name and came to the second person's name.
Without any hesitation, another blood-red horizontal line was drawn directly on the second person's name.
The frequency was almost synchronized. As soon as Yang Ning drew the red line, the same name appeared on Mingming's diary over there!
The next second——
"Well!"
A low cry of pain resounded from the crowd in the courtyard again!
But the call came and went as quickly as it came, and soon it stopped!
The rest of the people looked over with horrified expressions, and saw that the man was just like the first one before, the blood on his face quickly disappeared visibly to the naked eye!
My whole body quickly became cold!
"Wang Xiao?!"
Someone cautiously stepped forward to test his breathing. He put his hand under the person's nose, paused for a moment, and then pulled it back suddenly as if he had been electrocuted!
"Gone again?!"
In an instant, everyone’s expressions changed!
They didn't understand what happened just now, but now they understand!
On the spot, everyone's horrified eyes were focused on the blood-soaked brush in Yang Ning's hand!
That is clearly a bloody judge pen!
As if sensing the complex expressions of fear, resentment, and hope, Yang Ning stopped writing, raised his head and smiled at these people and said, "Don't worry, everyone."
"I have always done things fairly. No one has ever complained about this. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask."
"Today, you will definitely not die if you can survive, of course..."
"Damn it, I definitely won't survive."
After saying that, Yang Ning lowered his head, and with a flick of his pen, the third person's name was marked with a blood-red red line!
"whee!"
Mingming smiled softly, and a third person's name appeared on her notebook!
Bang!
In the courtyard, another person suddenly fell to the ground. This time, this person couldn't even scream.
The bodies of more than a hundred people trembled!
After realizing the reality, some of them began to whisper quietly.
It seems that he is planning something.
In response, Yang Ning just smiled and shook his head.
He asked Han Yang quietly beside him: "Look, those three major offerings are not as bloody as the middle and lower-level members of the corpse sect."
"At least, these people dare to resist."
Han Yang lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yang Ning.
He said tremblingly: "You, you are joking."
"A rat will run away when it sees a person because it knows that a person can easily kill it."
"Ants are not afraid when they see people, and they even dare to crawl under people's feet, because ants have no idea what kind of mountain they are facing."
As he spoke, seeing that Yang Ning's expression did not change, he continued to add: "Those three major worshipers are rats. They know that they can't escape in front of you no matter what."
"But these middle- and lower-class disciples have no idea what they are facing, so they dare to fight in the face of life and death."
Yang Ning held the bloody brush in her hand and asked, "Then do you think I should give them a chance? Or?"
Han Yang said tremblingly: "Just step on them to death and stop torturing them."
Yang Ning nodded: "Well, I am a person who is very willing to listen to other people's opinions. I think what you said makes sense."
After saying that, Yang Ning picked up the blood-colored brush, glanced at the roster in front of him, and waved his hand——
A big cross covers an entire page of this list!
This scene made Han Yang next to him tremble all over!
He turned his head and looked into the courtyard!
I saw hundreds of people in the yard collapsed on the spot!
The people sitting on the ground were like neat pieces of wheat stubble, being swung over their heads by an invisible death sickle!
Then they fell forever.
The buzzing voices in the crowd also stopped abruptly.
Except for the patter of raindrops, the whole courtyard was as quiet as a ghost land!
At this time, someone cried.
The crying man was sitting in the middle of the "stubble" that had just fallen.
Everyone around him was dead, but he was still sitting.
This scene seems a bit abrupt.
Tick tock!
A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the blood-red brush. Yang Ning smiled and said to the man, "Congratulations, your crime will not lead to death."
The man stopped crying abruptly and looked as if he was extremely excited and wanted to cry but didn't dare.
Yang Ning said: "Cry, it's okay, really, it's not an irony."
"Ugh!"
The man burst into tears immediately!
Han Yang looked at the roster that was crossed by Yang Ning.
I saw that there was indeed one person whose name was not covered by the big red cross.
Wow!
A gust of night wind blew by, and in front of Yang Ning, the book that had been touched by someone's hands automatically turned the pages.
At this time, the hands of the man holding the roster began to tremble violently.
Because, his name is on this page.
Yang Ning looked at the man and smiled, and said, "Don't be nervous. It's useless to be nervous anyway."
The man's hands trembled suddenly, and he accidentally dropped the roster on the ground.
Yang Ning looked at this scene with a smile, the blood-colored brush in his hand dripping blood.
The man knelt in front of Yang Ning and kept kowtowing: "Spare your life, spare your life!"
"I have killed several people for the purpose of refining corpses, but that was a long time ago!"
"In fact, because of the existence of the Special Administration Bureau, our entire Dust Lake Corpse Sect has been very restrained in recent years!"
"Please, please! Please be more generous, please?"
Yang Ning yawned and said, "I'll give it to you."
"Um?"
The man looked at Yang Ning and asked doubtfully: "Wha, what did you give me?"
Yang Ning smiled and said: "I didn't tell you."
Han Yang grabbed the man's head from behind and said in his ear: "You told me that you were given to me."
Click!
After saying that, Han Yang broke the man's neck.
Pulling the man's body aside, Han Yang took his place, picked up the roster on the ground with both hands, and respectfully presented it to Yang Ning.
Looking at the names on the second page, Yang Ning hesitated and said, "Well, sure enough, the lower beam will be crooked only if the upper beam is not straight. There will be a few more people who can survive on this page."
After saying that, he still picked up his pen and made a cross on it!
Different from the previous page cross, this time the cross only covers most of the entire list of pages, not all.
Wow!
Ming Ming flipped through the diary next to him, and a blood-red name appeared on it.
Then, everyone in the courtyard collapsed again.
Next page.
Next page.
Continue to the next page.
Until the last page.
More than a hundred disciples of Chenhu Corpse Sect died.
A dozen or so survived.
Putting down the blood-colored writing brush, Yang Ning picked up her fate book with a painful expression on her face.
I finally saved more than 300 good karma, but now I have lost a third of it.
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