1 "I'm not too hungry, you guys go first!"

“I’m practicing fasting.”

“I’m losing weight.”

The remaining three also rejected their invitations.

"Since you don't go, then we both go first. Thinking about the delicious food yesterday, I can't wait." Liu Yao's face was full of an impatient expression.

"It seems that I can have another big meal today." Lao Dao looked at the people standing by the door with a smile.

Then Lao Dao and Liu Yao walked towards the banquet.

It seems that the two were still in the conflict between reporters last night, so when they left, they did not leave together, but were a little far away, as if they were afraid of getting involved with each other.

Seeing this exact same action and the same expression, although I had already guessed that Lao Dao and Liu Yao had a problem, Jiang Bei still felt a little shaken in his heart at this moment, that was to let them go to that banquet. Is it really right?

Jiang Bei looked to the side, and at this time, the three people around were also looking at each other. For a moment, their eyes were intertwined, and the four of them saw the meaning in the other's eyes.

Jiang Bei instantly turned into black mist and covered Lao Dao and Liu Yao. A rope appeared in Lingyazi's hand. While Jiang Bei covered Lao Dao and Liu Yao, he also tied it to them.

Wang He and Song Jialin ran towards Lao Dao and Liu Yao.

Lao Dao and Liu Yao, who were thinking about eating more today, were subdued.

"It seems that this village is even more dangerous than we imagined." Wang He said to everyone, looking at Liu Yao and Lao Dao who were subdued on the ground.

"Yes! I just don't know when Wang He, you want to let them go?" Minhe sword appeared in Jiang Bei's hand.

Hearing this sentence, Huang He turned around instantly and looked at Jiangbei: "What do you mean? When did I want to release them all? And when is it now? You are still thinking about internal strife."

Looking at Wang He's righteous expression, Jiang Bei couldn't help but smile: "Old Wang, no, maybe I should call you Uncle Six now. It's already this time. Is it necessary to continue acting?"

"Since you have discovered it, I'm too..."

But before Wang He could say a sentence later, Jiang Bei suddenly appeared behind him.

With a sword stabbed, Wang He or Uncle Six instantly showed his original appearance.

When Uncle Six was presented, Ling Yazi and Song Jialin, who were originally in a state of confusion, suddenly woke up.

At this moment, what appeared before them was a face-shaped monster with four legs.

I saw that the monster in front of me had only four legs except for his face, and the body in the middle did not look at all, as if this face was sewn on these four legs.

The face is forward and the four legs are supported. The weirder it is.

"Sure enough."

Jiang Bei sneered, stabbed the monster directly with a sword.

"Brother Jiang, what do you mean?" Lingyazi had already walked to Jiangbei's side. After seeing Jiangbei's actions, he immediately questioned.

"What can I mean? It's just that he looks disgusting and kills him." Jiang Bei looked indifferent.

But what no one saw was that a black mist appeared behind Lingyazi at this time, and then the black mist slowly formed. Looking closely, isn’t the formed person Jiang Bei who was arguing with him at this time?

"Be careful!" Song Jialin, who was standing beside her, had no time to scream. The sword in Jiang Bei's hand had already stabbed, and there was no time to give Ling Yazi a reaction.

"Jiangbei, what do you want to do? Are you the monster hidden in this village?" Song Jialin shouted loudly at Jiangbei.

"Now there are only two of us left in the field. Do you still need to pretend? The crazy painter." Jiang turned his back to Song Jialin's words without any response, and just looked at him with a smile.

"What crazy painter, I don't know?" Hearing Jiang Bei's words, Song Jialin's pupils shrank slightly, and then replied calmly.

Jiang Bei walked quickly towards Song Jialin: "It's time now, is it interesting to pretend?"

However, Song Jialin ignored Jiangbei who was walking straight towards her, but picked up the sword in her hand and stabbed directly at the shadow behind her.

The moment the sword in Song Jialin's hand stabbed, a wisp of black mist flew out of his shadow.

Here, the black fog quickly formed a humanoid shape in the distance. Looking closely, this person was completely Jiangbei, who was still walking towards him at this time.

Immediately, countless Jiangbei appeared around Song Jialin, and they said at the same time: "What's the point of hiding the crazy painter now?"

Song Jialin was silent for a while and did not immediately reply to Jiangbei. Then he spoke, "When did I get exposed?"

"You can tell if you ask the King of Hell." As he said that, countless swords stabbed him.

At this time, countless figures suddenly appeared beside Song Jialin. Looking closely, these human eyes were the people who appeared at the banquet last night.

The swords that Jiang Beici went out directly stabbed these people, while Song Jialin ran towards one of them.

While he was running, a brush appeared in his hand, and he saw his ink splashing and a figure suddenly appeared in the field.

After these figures appeared in the field, their only goal was to block the swords that were floating in the air around him.

However, these people are different from those who attended the banquet in the village before. The figures' bodies are dry, as if they are dried up by something.

"You really can't call yourself a human." Seeing these eyeshadows that suddenly appeared around, Jiang Bei's sword stabbed out faster.

At this time, Song Jialin had already run to Jiangbei, one of them, and then saw his brush heading towards the figure of the person in front of him.

It can be seen that a figure is taking shape, and at the moment this figure is taking shape, the figure pounced towards Jiangbei in front of him.

However, the figure was empty, but the matter did not end like that. Then the figure rushed towards Jiangbei around him.

With the attack of this figure, Jiangbei was less and less around him, until only one Jiangbei was left in the final game.

In this, every attack from Jiangbei was blocked by the figures summoned by the brush in Song Jialin's hand.

After seeing the only figure that appeared in the venue, Song Jialin's face suddenly showed a happy smile: "Can we have a good talk now? Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Bei didn't say anything, but just raised the sword in his hand.

However, in the place opposite Song Jialin did not see, two gloves did appear in Jiangbei's hand.

There was an endless stream of black gas suddenly emerged from these two gloves, and these black gas looked like the black fog before.

These black gas quietly merged into Jiangbei's body, and then countless Jiangbei appeared around him in an instant.

"I don't think there is anything to talk about between us." Countless Jiangbei around him spoke to Song Jialin at the same time.

Unlike before, this time, Jiang Bei did not throw out the sword in his hand to clean up the figures, but rushed forward directly. All the figures in front of him were swept away by the sword body, and he himself rushed towards Song Jialin.

"You forced me to do all this. Since you don't want me to survive, then you don't want to survive." Looking at the figures rushing towards me around, Song Jiatu lost the calm expression before.

I saw him let go of the brush in his hand, and the moment he let go of the brush, his body instantly became a mummy, as if the corpse had been dried for countless years.

When Song Jialin's body turned into a mummy, Jiangbei found that the house behind him was collapsing, and the world that could be seen in the distance was sinking in the middle, and a trace of red light appeared in these sunken places, and these red lights gathered towards the brush.

After the red lights around were absorbed by this brush, the surroundings instantly became darker.

All the light that can be released in this dark space is Song Jialin who had just turned into a mummy, the brush and Jiang Bei himself.

Finally, the brush rushed directly into the mummy on the ground. The moment the brush was filled in, Song Jialin, who had originally turned into a mummy, came to life instantly.

At this time, he was completely gone, just like the monster Wang He transformed, with only one face left. However, what is better than Wang He was that Song Jialin became only a face this time, and there were no 4 legs growing under it.

"Die for me!" The face that appeared at this moment instantly rushed towards Jiangbei.

It was filled with hatred.

Seeing the face that appeared, Jiang Bei immediately laughed.

"I've bet right."

Facing the face rushing towards him, Jiang Bei did not dodge at all and went straight to meet him.

Then Jiang Bei put away his sword and stretched out his two hands.

Jiangbei's hands were filled with strange patterns, and when he looked closely, he looked like two ghosts and gods.

And at the moment when this strange pattern appeared, the face that was rushing towards him stopped instantly, and finally the face ran away to the back.

"All the guests are here, so there is no reason to let you leave like this." Before this grimace was left, Jiang Bei grabbed it in his hands.

Then endless black gas rushed into the face, and after the endless black gas rushed into the face, the face only lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared into the air.
Chapter completed!