The ghost qi in his body stirred again, Ming Chuan endured the pain, knelt on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, gasped for breath with difficulty, and his forehead was soon soaked with sweat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The color of his hair turned gray uncontrollably, and his eyes swayed back and forth between gray and black.

"Eh, that, you, you don't matter, right?" The little shield that had been floating beside him and didn't dare to move was also confused when he saw this at this time, and he didn't know what was going on with Mingchuan.

Ming Chuan knew that he couldn't act for the time being, but Zhai Yanlu couldn't wait too long.

Now he can only rely on the shadow Lan who was released by him, but I don't know if they are so far away, if that guy can understand his intentions.

Without time to think about it, Ming Chuan shouted with all his might: "Yinglan!"

From a long distance, Shadow Lan heard his shout, and instantly understood his intentions, and quickly rushed towards the position he had sensed earlier.

Seeing that Ying Lan understood his order, Ming Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know if it's the guy's opponent, but no matter what, it always drags on for some time.

Taking this opportunity, Ming Chuan refocused his attention on his body, endured all kinds of discomfort, and tried to forcibly suppress the ghost qi.

In these few incidents, he has experienced various high-intensity battles, and his control of the ghost qi has been greatly improved in actual combat, coupled with the training in the past few days, once he concentrates all his attention, he will quickly control the ghost qi.

The gray hair turned back to black, and Ming Chuan stood up again, ignoring the strange stares of the people around him, and rushed in the direction he had sensed before.

"Wait, wait......" Xiao Dun's voice sounded behind him, and Ming Chuan didn't have time to take care of it.

The distance of the position of the previous induction was not too far, and soon Mingchuan rushed to the place.

In front of him was an old building, diagonally opposite the S High School.

The building is only six floors, and the paint on the exterior walls has peeled off a lot, looking mottled, and in some places even gray masonry is exposed, and the original color can no longer be seen.

There is a small door at the easternmost end of the building, which is the only entrance.

Ming Chuan rushed in without thinking.

In this situation, even if there are traps in it, he can't take care of it much.

The small door is facing the staircase, and to the west is a long, narrow walkway with four doors on each side, and a door at the end of the walkway.

The doors were in the same shape, and they were all tightly closed.

Ming Chuan had only sensed the general direction before, so he judged that the other party should be hiding in a corner of the first floor of this building.

At this time, he had already walked into the building, and at such a distance, he could feel the aura of ghosts even if he didn't deliberately sense it.

The goblin was nearby.

A cold aura enveloped the entire corridor, and the more you moved inside, the more cold it felt.

Ming Chuan slowed down and moved forward step by step, while preparing for the battle.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed ahead.

Although he didn't see the true face of the black shadow, Ming Chuan didn't have any panic, and continued to walk forward without blinking his eyelids.

The black shadow stopped in front of him, and it was the shadow that rushed over first with his order. In Ying Lan's arms, Zhai Yanlu closed his eyes tightly, and he looked like he had lost consciousness.

Ming Chuan glanced at it and knew that Zhai Yanlu was still alive, so he nodded at Ying Lan and said, "Take him away and wait for me outside." ”

Ying Lan didn't hesitate when he heard this, and rushed out quickly with Zhai Yanlu.

The cold aura did not disappear, and although the prey was rescued by Ying Lan, the other party did not leave.

Are you waiting for him?

Ming Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and summoned the net bell.

His hair and eyes turned gray again, and the ghostly aura lingered all around, making his body exude an icy aura as well.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Mingchuan stopped, raised his palm, and opened the door in front of him that was facing the corridor.

The cold air was blowing in the face, and the whole room seemed to be frozen in ice, and the floor, walls, and ceilings around it were covered with a thin layer of pale blue ice, and there were bursts of pale white cold air. There were even beautiful ice flowers on the window facing the door, and crystal icicles hanging from the window edges.

There were only tables, chairs and bookcases in the room, and there were no superfluous furnishings, and these simple pieces of furniture were also shrouded in ice.

Ming Chuan stood at the door, glanced inside, and didn't see anything like a magic circle or rune paper.

It seems that these are not the effectiveness of the circle, but the ability of the goblin who committed the murder.

There was no figure similar to a ghost in the room, Ming Chuan squinted slightly, stretched out his right hand, and stood at the door of the room, shaking the net bell inside.

The sound of the bell caused a circle of ripples in the air, rippling towards the house.

In the vibration of the bell, the pale white cold air ripples as if it was blown by the wind.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the closed room, so that Ming Chuan had to raise his hand to block it, and he was barely able to open his eyelids.

Under the strong wind, the cold air in the room formed a whirlpool, and then, a figure appeared in the whirlpool.

The cold wind gradually subsided, and Ming Chuan put down the palm that was covering him and looked at the figure.

In front of him was a humanoid ghost, a young man in appearance, with a grim appearance carved from ice, and a pair of eyes showing a strange ice blue. Her black hair hung down on her shoulders, and her hair was as if it had been frozen.

The man was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, slender legs, and his whole body was wrapped in a pitch-black shirt, showing no skin, and even his hands were wearing black gloves.

Sure enough, it's "weird", and the strength is quite high, judging from the feeling of ghostly energy, it should be about the same level as Qing Hong.

"You were the murderer of those children?" Ming Chuan asked in a cold voice as he stared at the other party's ice-blue eyes.

"Yes. The man's voice was as cold as his appearance.

"Why did you want to do it to those kids?" Ming Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I need a lot of ghost energy. The man's voice was cold, but it answered his question honestly.

Sure enough, this guy's purpose was to devour those ghost qi.

"I know you need to be ghostly, and what I want to ask is, why are you going to do it to a child. "There won't be much difference between the amount of ghost energy produced by killing an adult and killing a young child, and what Ming Chuan couldn't understand was why this guy specifically chose fifteen or sixteen-year-old children. (To be continued.) )