I made myself the protagonist

The candle burned silently in the darkness, and the wind whistled continuously outside the window.

"Bang" suddenly, a loud noise broke the silence.

As the glass shattered, strong winds mixed with dead leaves poured into the room, blowing out most of the candles in the room, and the manuscripts on the table were scattered all over the floor. Ling Yun, who was lying next to the table, suddenly raised his head.

head.

At this moment, the temperature in the house suddenly reached freezing point. Except for the sound of wind, the silence in the villa was particularly eerie in the darkness. Ling Yun vaguely smelled the smell of blood.

"Tang Yao, Lin Yuanqi, where are you?!" Ling Yun asked tentatively, but except for the whistling wind, no one responded to him at all.

An ominous premonition came to his mind. Ling Yun took out a bottle of holy water from his backpack and carefully groped towards the sofa in the living room.

The surroundings were empty, and for some unknown reason, Lin Yuanqi and others disappeared without a sound.

Ling Yun did not mess around. He went to the kitchen in the dark and found a piece of wood to block the broken window; then he closed the curtains.

After re-lighting the candle with a match, he finally saw his surroundings clearly: as if he had just experienced a fierce fight, the originally clean living room became a mess without knowing it, with splatters everywhere on the carpet, sofa and walls.

of blood.

Why is this happening? If the devil really sneaked into the villa, how could he fall asleep without realizing it?!

Without thinking about this, Ling Yun discovered that the blood stains extended along the floor under his feet to the door.

At this time, there was a sharp and harsh noise coming from outside the door, as if someone was slowly scratching the wooden door with their fingernails.

The moment he heard the movement, Ling Yun quickly came to the entrance. At the same time, there was a banging sound outside the door. The movement was so loud that the entire door began to shake violently.

Noticing that the pile of salt beside the door turned black and the moment the sage smoke dissipated, Ling Yun unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured the holy water towards the door.

"Zi La"——

The whole door suddenly lit up in the darkness like a red-hot iron, and within a moment, the movement outside the door disappeared.

"Tick-tick-tick"

Instead, there was the sound of raindrops coming from behind.

A few drops of the cold liquid mixed with a fishy smell suddenly fell from the ceiling and landed on Ling Yun's face. He subconsciously reached out and wiped it, and only by the candlelight did he realize that it was blood.

The blood at his feet had condensed into a small pool of blood. Ling Yun subconsciously raised his head, his pupils shrank suddenly, and even his heart almost stopped beating: the person who appeared on the ceiling turned out to be Li Xinjian!

His limbs seemed to have been violently torn off by something, and his tongue was missing. At this moment, Li Xinjian still had a trace of breath. His eyes were slightly opened, and his lips were moving with difficulty, trying hard to pronounce some syllables.

"Save...me..." Li Xinjian's eyes suddenly widened in the middle of his sentence.

Ling Yun saw his throat rising and falling, and the next second, a group of black cockroaches scrambled out of his mouth like a tide. Li Xinjian's body kept twitching, and soon there was no movement at all.

Almost at the same time, the candle in Ling Yun's hand suddenly jumped to a height of half a meter, and the flame turned into a strange cyan color. Li Xinjian's body suddenly disappeared, and all the candles that had been extinguished in the room also lit up at this moment.

On the living room floor filled with green fire, an inverse pentagram formation suddenly appeared. Around the formation, eight figures appeared.

Except for Li Xinjian, Lin Yuanqi and others were lying on their backs on the floor of the corridor. Not only that, Zhu Qingrong and his team were all killed. At this moment, there was already a large pool of dark blood under everyone.

Just when Ling Yun was about to step forward to check the situation, he suddenly noticed that a small figure moved among them.

"Ling...Brother Ling, run...run..." Tang Yao raised her head with difficulty, tremblingly stretched out her hand in the direction of Ling Yun. Black blood was constantly flowing from her mouth, and her expression looked very painful.

In the flash of lightning, a dark and twisted shadow suddenly emerged from the glass fragments on the ground.

The shadow gradually condensed into a human shape. The man raised the sharp dagger in his hand, raised the knife and pierced Tang Yao's body.

Warm blood splashed on Ling Yun's face. He stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, and he didn't even have time to react. The blood all over his body seemed to be frozen and condensed in his body. His screams were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't help but scream.

Don't make a sound.

Under his gaze, the "man" slowly raised his head, picked up a candle, and walked towards Ling Yun.

Fear spread throughout Ling Yun's body like tarsal maggots. At this moment, Ling Yun found that his body could not move, and he could not even activate his powers. As if being oppressed by an invisible external force, he lay straight on the ground.

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In his sight, a pair of black leather boots stained with blood appeared.

The man slowly squatted down, and Ling Yun discovered that the man was wearing a set of enhanced suits.

"It's your turn now." A familiar voice sounded above his head. The moment he heard these words, Ling Yun was stunned. He gritted his teeth and turned his head, trying to focus his gaze upwards.

Ling Yun's eyes widened when he looked at the black lotus tattoo on the opponent's neck and the golden hair tips, and when he met the pair of pupils that emitted a strange red light in the darkness.

The demon who killed Tang Yao actually looked exactly like him!

The blood on the dagger was dripping down continuously. The man turned his wrist expressionlessly. The moment the silver light flashed across, the dagger rushed towards Ling Yun's head and fell straight down.

"..."

Ling Yun opened his eyes suddenly, stood up subconsciously, and knocked the chair behind him to the ground.

"Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"Here I go, are you having a nightmare?"

The voices of Tang Yao and Lin Yuanqi sounded almost simultaneously from behind. Tang Yao turned over and got off the sofa. Pan Rong beside him was still asleep, showing no sign of waking up.

The afterglow of the morning shone through the window on the floor of the living room. It was bright and dim outside. Lin Yuanqi happened to open the curtains and planned to get some air. Ling Yun gasped with lingering fear. He looked at the clock on the wall and realized that it was already

It's six o'clock in the morning.

"How long have I slept?" Ling Yun asked quickly.

"Well, it's only less than half an hour. I think you've been working very hard. You stayed up all night and read the information. It's time to take a rest, so I didn't call you." Although I didn't know what happened, seeing how old Ling Yun was,

After reacting, Lin Yuanqi guessed something.

He picked up the documents floating on the ground and said slowly: "Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on it. Everything is normal here from last night to now. There are no unexpected incidents."

Tang Yao held Ling Yun's hand with concern. Ever since she found him in the attic of Wollaston's house yesterday, she felt something was wrong with Ling Yun.

"This... I'm sorry, I scared you." Ling Yun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and only said that he had just had a nightmare. Compared to himself, he glanced at Pan Rong on the sofa and asked Tang Yao how the other party was doing.

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Pan Rong's condition is still not optimistic. Although her vital signs are now normal and there are no external injuries on her body, she still cannot wake up.

"If I can't return to the space, I'm afraid Pan Rong won't wake up." Ling Yun pinched his eyebrows. After last night's research, he had already discovered the clues.

Ling Yun rummaged through the documents on the table and soon found a manuscript.

He pointed to the content above and told Tang Yao and Lin Yuanqi that according to Pastor Nick's past case records, when he was traveling through a certain village in his youth, he exorcised a demon for a young man who was possessed by an evil force.

Although the young man was possessed by a low-grade demon, the priest spent a lot of effort and finally succeeded in expelling it back to hell. However, due to delays for various reasons at the time, when the young man's family came to ask for help, the other party was

The possession has lasted for more than a week.

Although the demon left the young man's body, his soul was seriously eroded and became incomplete. Therefore, the young man did not wake up, but became a complete vegetative state.