Chapter 232: One for Each

　　I see. An Qingyu seemed to understand something and nodded, Then what are you going to do next?

　　Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, I have a plan, but before that, the people in this first class cabin have to be dealt with first.

　　Deal with? An Qingyu raised an eyebrow, you night watchmen, you still do this kind of thing? I mean, let them close their eyes and mouths for the time being so that they don’t make unnecessary noise. Lin Qiye said helplessly.

　　Oh, that’s fine.

　　An Qingyu turned around, her eyes tinted with an eerie light, and the next moment the passengers in the first class cabin all shook slightly and completely fainted.

　　A mind control type forbidden ruin? Lin Qiye nodded, when you went to steal those three corpses, that’s how you confused the coroner, right?

　　An Qingyu smiled somewhat coyly.

　　Lin Qiye turned his head to look at the curtain and calmly spoke, It s my turn next ……

　　Inside the cab.

　　The two pilots were sitting on the driver’s seat with dull eyes, mechanically controlling the instruments in their hands, causing the entire airplane to hover at a low altitude.

　　Inside the radio, the call from the ground continued to ring out, but there was never a response.

　　Call xxxx, this is Ground Command, please return immediately, repeat, please return immediately ……

　　Bang—!

　　A gunshot rang out, the radio erupted with a few wisps of sparks, and the sound distorted a few times before eventually disappearing completely.

　　The tavern owner casually fiddled with the gun in his hand, sitting on the floor of the cab as if no one else was there, yawning greatly, and on the opposite side of him was Wen Qimo, whose limbs were nailed to the wall of the cab.

　　It’s noisy, isn’t it? The tavern owner smiled.

　　Wen Ji Mo frowned, looked at the tavern owner, and then looked at the Ten Cut Ghost Boy who stood in front of him with a short knife and laughed, and calmly opened his mouth:

　　There’s no point in you doing this, this is just a small airplane, even if you sacrificed me and the passengers on the entire plane, the souls wouldn’t be enough to complete the ritual.

　　That’s right, it’s indeed not enough. The tavern owner nodded, casually retired the magazine from his gun and reloaded it back in, like a middle-aged man idly fuming, but what if you add the people on the ground?

　　Wen Qimo’s face sank slightly, you want this plane to crash into a residential area? Are you crazy?

　　It was their honor to sacrifice their lives and souls in order to revive the great [Bell Klander]. The tavern owner reached out his hand and gently rubbed the palm-sized crystal ball by his side, which had a thumbnail-sized worm sealed inside, motionless as if dead.

　　The tavern owner’s eyes were filled with admiration and fervor as he looked at the worm.

　　[Bell Klander]? Wen Ji Mo was slightly stunned when he heard this name, that bug?

　　The reason why Wen Ji Mo was so surprised was not because of the bug itself, but because of its name, Bell Klander …… This is a western name, and the western countries were swallowed up by the mists long ago, a hundred years ago.

　　Worm? The tavern owner s face changed, he slowly stood up, disliked the muzzle of the gun on the chin of Wen Chimo, and seriously opened his mouth, the great [Bell Klander] is a powerful mystery from the western mists! The master of desire and spirit! If it was in its heyday, it would be able to make an entire city kill itself and die in ten minutes!

　　How can an existence with such great power be tainted by a small night watchman like you?

　　Wen Ji Mo calmly looked at the tavern owner, just a dying bug that escaped from the western mists, also worthy of the word greatness?

　　The tavern boss’s eyes erupted with endless anger, the veins on his neck rippled, the muzzle of his gun was dead on Wen Ji Mo’s chin, and it seemed that the next moment he was going to pull the trigger.

　　After a few moments, he slowly lowered the gun and opened his mouth with a cold smile: very good, want to use this way to provoke me to anger me, thus destroying the ceremony …… You have the balls.

　　The tavern owner walked to the side of the two pilots, lowered his head and looked down, confirming that the plane had flown to the target range, and an icy smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

　　3:29 AM.

　　Start cutting off his fingers slowly …… The process is slower, so he can feel more pain! The tavern owner turned around and said to Ten Cut Ghost Boy who was standing in front of Wen Ji Mo and leaping forward.

　　Ten Cut Ghost Boy instantly got excited, his skinny arm gripped the short knife tightly and gestured on Wen Qi Mo’s finger, his eyes full of obsession.

　　Wen Ji Mo slowly closed his eyes, unfortunately, your ritual, destined to be unsuccessful.

　　Oh? The tavern owner raised his eyebrows, do you want to commit suicide? Oh, now your limbs have been completely sealed, unless you have poison hidden in your mouth, it is simply impossible to succeed in suicide, don’t try to do such a stupid thing as biting your tongue to kill yourself, that way, you can’t die at all.

　　I have not thought about suicide. Wen Ji Mo shook his head, I just trust my teammates.

　　Teammates? Hahahahaha …… The tavern owner couldn t help but laugh out loud, that group of fools, are now still on the ground stupidly waiting for me to go to the neighborhood to kill, who will come to save you ah?

　　Is it? The corner of Wen Qimo s mouth surfaced a smile.

　　In the next moment, a touch of extreme darkness spread out from the wall behind him, instantly enveloping his entire body in it, and the four iron nails that penetrated his body trembled slightly before popping out automatically!

　　The four bloody nails reversed their direction in mid-air and shot towards the tavern owner like lightning!

　　When the tavern owner saw this bizarre scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted and he darted sideways, but the space in the cab was not big in the first place, and there was also a large amount of equipment blocking the way, and after he dodged away from the three iron nails in a row, he was still stabbed by the last nail into his eyebrow, and he violently collapsed to the ground.

　　Losing the iron nails to support his body, Wen Qimo directly fell to the ground, blood gurgling out of his hands and feet, at the same time, the ten-cut ghost boy beside him who was preparing to cut his finger froze, waving his short sword to chop on his hand.

　　Drip-drip-drip, the password is correct!

　　Just at this moment, the code lock of the driver’s cab was opened, and a frosty longsword poked out from behind the door, steadily holding Ten Cuts Ghost Boy’s short sword.

　　The hooded An Qingyu shrouded his entire face in shadow, and with a flick of his wrist, he shocked the skinny Ten Cut Ghost Boy back a few steps, the latter staring at him warily, showing his teeth.

　　Lin Qiye walked over to Wen Qimo’s side, and with a sweep of his spiritual power, he fully explored his injuries, the wounds were relatively deep, but not fatal, he just didn’t have the ability to move for a short period of time.

　　I’m fine. Wen Ji Mo grinned straight in pain, but also gritted his teeth and smiled and opened his mouth, his eyes fell on the figure wearing a hood, that person is ……

　　A friend, sort of a helper I hired. Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment and said.

　　An Qingyu raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice to speak: since it’s a helper, you have to be paid, right?

　　Lin Qiye stood up, glanced at the Ten Cut Ghost Boy and the bug in the crystal, and spoke calmly:

　　These two corpses, one for each.