The air was trembling.

It is said that the wrath of the emperor is a million corpses.

Zhixuan, a veritable great demon king who had killed princes and generals, became angry, which was even more terrifying.

But the culprit is still provoking very ignorantly: "Where are the ghosts in the world, they must be pretended by people - no matter how much you know, what if you dare to threaten Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will make you die a good death hahahahaha!"

"Huh. ”

Zhifei sneered, it was really a scumbag, or the one with no bottom line, and he dared to do it in the face of "ghosts" of unknown origin.

Courage is commendable.

- However, if you make a rash attack before you know the strength of the enemy, if you don't kill with one hit, you will only die even worse.

"Idiot. ”

Without waiting for the man to show an angry expression, Zhiqian directly reached out and pulled out the fruit knife that was deeply embedded in the body from behind his back, and played with it in his hand.

Ye Lai was horrified to find that the woman in front of him, who had her back to him, did not appear to have fallen down at all after being stabbed by him, and pulled out the knife as if she was still nothing, looking like she was not injured at all.

- Could it be a ghost?

There was an irrepressible and uncontrollable trace of fear in the man's heart.

He swallowed, stepped back without a trace, stepped on a beer bottle without paying attention, and fell to the ground in embarrassment with a loud "bang".

"Why me off. ”

Zhiqian turned around slowly, a pair of light eyes were filled with ink at this time, compared to the noble and indifferent on weekdays, she was more like a devouring ghost in the wilderness at this moment.

Treacherous and changeable.

And ruthless.

"You know, I don't want to kill unless I have to. ”

A big smile full of malice slowly bloomed on her face, and a pair of dark ghost eyes seemed to suck the man's soul into it and shatter it, so that even if people only looked at it, a piercing chill rose in their hearts.

It's not a human, it's a ghost.

The power of ghosts is nothing more than that.

Ye Lai, who was being watched by Zhixuan, only felt that his soul had left his body, and his body was completely unsubjectively controlled.

- Even though he was shouting in his mind to flee, his body froze in place without any struggle.

The body of the man who fell to the ground was as heavy as lead, and every inch of skin and flesh was unscrupulously stopped under the powerful aura.

Even, because the central nervous system of the brain cannot lift mind control, the man's urinary system is also out of order at the moment, and a piece of water spreads out on the ground.

I, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done anything to you, please spare your life......

Regardless of whether to be ashamed or not, when he couldn't speak, his eyes clearly revealed such a message.

Unmoved, he still raised a strange smile, and approached the man who had no strength to get up after falling, and the knife in his hand glowed with a cold luster.

"Little friend, you want to die so much, I will fulfill you. ”

The knife pierced the man's heart little by little, unhurriedly, and every pain made the man enjoy it clearly.

Don't you like to kill people, and now I'm telling you to taste what it's like to be killed, and you don't mind, do you?

Now, you killed the child favored by the Heavenly Dao, and enjoyed the blessings of your brother for more than 20 years, relying on your merits to act recklessly, and it is enough for people to live in this place.

It's better to pay it back early, and the good child should be obedient.

In the world that was invisible to the naked eye, as the fruit knife penetrated deep into the heart, a faint blue mark in the man's soul was annihilated inch by inch, and the golden luster that was originally wrapped around the man's soul continued to dim until it disappeared completely.

Along with it, there is also the black color that symbolizes sin, like a silk flower, which tightly wraps the originally pure white soul.

The last trace of pure white was also swallowed up, and in its place were sinful souls.

This is what Ye Lai should be.

Zhifei let go of the hand holding the hilt, the ink in his eyes was suppressed back to the deepest part, and the expression on his face returned to a noble and cold look.

Originally, Zhiqian didn't want to meddle in this, she just wanted to find out the cause of Qi Liyue's death and what happened to Ye Lai, as for whether Ye Lai should be punished for so many wrong things, she didn't bother to care.

- Because she is a slacker, she will never do anything to meddle in the affairs of the world without receiving a commission.

Everything has its own rules.

But who told Ye Lai that he didn't have a long brain, and thought that Zhiqian was a human being who came to investigate the case with some means? Who told Ye Lai to stupidly kill Zhixuan? Who called ......

Ye Lai can't kill the stubborn scarf?

Zhifei has never been a person who can suffer losses, and if he has a grudge, he usually reports it on the spot, and if he can't report it on the spot, he will endure it for a few years, more than ten years or even decades, and he will get the field back.

Therefore, Ye Lai suffered.

As a ghost, or a ghost under the supervision of the Heavenly Dao, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zhiqi will not directly erase the soul of a mortal.

- especially when this mortal life is not over.

However, not killing does not mean that you cannot fight back, and not erasing does not mean that you cannot punish.

Zhifei used a little force on the fruit knife to pierce Ye Lai's heart, which would not really make him die, but the pain was not a lot.

I can't die, but I experience the pain of dying all the time.

Until death comes, the soul returns to the underworld.

For the rest of your life, Mr. Ye, it will always be with you.

In addition, since it has been done, it must be done, and it will not take much effort anyway.

Therefore, by the way, Zhiqian also erased the magic mark, and returned the merits that Ye Lai and Mrs. Ye snatched from Ye Liang to the original owner.

And the sins that belong to Ye Lai should also be returned to Zhao and returned to the arms of his master.

How can you keep your own things in someone else's house all the time?

Mr. Ye, enjoy it.

Zhiqian removed the blinding method and disappeared in Ye Lai's dreamlike eyes, leaving only a trace of green smoke in place.

The lights are in full swing.

Ye Lai bounced up from the sofa, suddenly like a dream.

Looking around, everything was the same as before he went to sleep, and the room was dark, except for the tireless play of the television.

The woman in the TV series mourns and calls: "Don't leave me ......"

So it was just a dream......

There was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and the pain of the tip of the woman's knife piercing her heart in her dream swept over her.

It's true.

It was as if someone had actually stabbed him in the body.

But on his body, it was clearly clean and clean, and there was no murder weapon - the fruit knife was quietly placed on the coffee table.

Covering his chest, Ye Lai only felt that his life was short, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound anyway.

Help me...... Help me!!

"Xiaolai, what do you want for dinner?...... Ahh

Mrs. Ye walked out of the room and was about to cook, but found her son curled up on the sofa, looking very uncomfortable.

She was shocked and rushed over in a panic:

"What's wrong with you...... Ahh......h

"Mom...... Help, save me—"

"Mom save you, ah, don't worry...... What is the hospital phone number...... 112...... Wrong...... What is the hospital phone number......"

"Xiaolai, you hold on, Mom will find a way for you......"

"Dad, come on, something happened to Xiaolai!"