After his neck was tightly choked from behind, Ming Chuan felt a strong suffocation, and couldn't help but open his mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The river poured into his throat again, making him want to cough.

Damn, this is the third time!

Flooded three times in one day, no one is there?

At such a time, Ming Chuan's heart even had this kind of thought.

The lovelorn female ghost is still floating in front of him, and the ghost behind him is obviously also humanoid, and judging from the shape of the palm, it is mostly a man.

It's not a fish-shaped ghost, what's going on? Could it be that I was wrong before?

Wrong!

If the ghost behind him is the one who knocked down Ying Lan before, why didn't Ying Lan come over? Although that guy is usually off the line, he is still very reliable in battle, and he won't drop the chain when it is critical.

In other words, the one behind it is not the same as the one that pounced on Yinglan.

How many ghosts are there in this river?

Three? or, more?

The intense feeling of suffocation and choking made him have no energy to think more, and he had to get rid of the guy behind him as soon as possible, or he would drown here.

The male ghost behind him has more strength than the female ghost, and at this time, the female ghost who was beaten by him just now was a little dazed also came back to her senses and stretched out her arm towards him.

One is already difficult to deal with, and under this front and back attack, it is even more difficult for Mingchuan to get rid of it.

Fortunately, the whirlpool that was spinning rapidly in the river seemed to be slowing down, and the attraction of the rotation gradually decreased, and he no longer pulled his body as before, constantly spinning and rolling in the river, and it was difficult to control his balance.

For now, all you need to do is concentrate on getting rid of these two ghosts.

But this is easier said than done.

When the ghost sword was still unusable, it was already a little difficult to face the ghost, and now that he was in the water, the suffocation of drowning was about to drive him crazy.

Seeing the female ghost's arms wrapped around from the front, grabbing his cheeks and chest like crazy, the tingling sensation continued to hit, and a little blood drifted in front of him.

Clenching his teeth, Ming Chuan used all his strength and slammed forward with all his strength.

His forehead collided with the female ghost's face, and a cold, sticky feeling came from his forehead, making his hair stand on end.

The female ghost was knocked backwards and slid a few steps, and a pair of pale arms slid a few times in the water, stabilizing her figure.

Ming Chuan grabbed the arm stuck in his neck with one hand, and held the net bell in the other hand and raised it to the ear of the male ghost behind him and shook it vigorously a few times.

The restraint on his neck seemed to be loosened a little, and Ming Chuan immediately grabbed the other party's wrist and twisted it hard, turned his feet, and threw it in front of him with a back fall, and fell towards the female ghost.

The two ghosts that had been formed fell together, although they did not fall together, but they still had some influence on each other, and their movements were slightly stagnant.

Ming Chuan seized this opportunity to float to the surface of the river to catch his breath and choke the water out of his lungs.

Before he could rest for a moment, he felt a strong tug under his feet again, and this time the two ghosts each hugged him by one leg and dragged him towards the bottom of the river.

"Damn! This is the rhythm of drowning Lao Tzu!" Ming Chuan scolded in a low voice, and simply bent down and stroked his arms into the water, and took the initiative to dive into the river.

After sneaking in, Ming Chuan first shook the net bell vigorously at the two powerful ghosts, and then quickly shot when they were affected by the bell and their movements were slow.

After several drowning experiences, Ming Chuan has a general understanding of how the body feels underwater and what kind of effects it will have when moving under the resistance of the current.

Although it was not as fast in the water as on the ground, Ming Chuan's movements at this time were already very smooth, and he easily broke free from the restraints of the two powerful ghosts, and then dived above them, holding their heads with his palms respectively, and slamming them hard into the middle.

The heads of the two ghosts collided together, and they were a little dazed for a while.

It was only then that Ming Chuan saw the appearance of the male ghost clearly.

Similar to the female ghost, the male ghost's appearance has changed somewhat, but the general appearance has not changed much, but for a while, Ming Chuan can't match it with the photos of the dead people seen in the previous information.

If you check one by one, you should be able to find out his identity, but now Mingchuan doesn't have this time.

However, without figuring out their identities, he would not be able to use the ghost sword, and without the ghost sword, he would not be able to completely exorcise them.

When he decided to deal with this case, he didn't expect it to be so complicated. But now it's too late to regret it.

Either way, it was useless to stay in the river without enough investigation, and he had to find a way to get out of it now.

The two powerful ghosts in front of him regained their senses and attacked him again, and Ming Chuan had no choice but to turn around and run away.

It's just that his movements are affected in the water, and his swimming speed is obviously not as fast as the other party's, and he is about to be entangled by those two powerful ghosts again.

A black shadow quickly jumped over, stopped between him and the two ghosts, and pounced on the ghosts.

Shadow Lan finally got rid of the fish-shaped goblin and immediately rushed over to help.

Ming Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that help was coming, turned around and floated onto the surface, panting hard.

In the face of the two newly formed ghosts, he was not worried at all about whether Ying Lan would have problems, so he thought that he would swim ashore first, as long as he left the river, those ghosts would not be able to threaten him. After that, all the intelligence will be investigated, and then come back to deal with them.

After paddling a few times in the water, but finding that the distance from the shore had not been shortened, Ming Chuan couldn't help but frown.

Although his water skills are not very good, he is still quite proficient in basic swimming, and this should not be the case.

Stopping in the water, Ming Chuan looked around.

The black mist on the surface of the river condensed again, floating in the air, and the intensity made people shudder and feel uneasy.

The ghost qi slowly rose, and soon it had already soaked into Ming Chuan's mouth and nose.

If it were someone else, under the influence of this kind of ghost qi, I am afraid that even breathing would feel painful, but fortunately, Ming Chuan has a natural immunity to ghost qi, so he will not suffer from it.

However, Ming Chuan also realized that no matter what kind of ghost qi emanated from it, the other party obviously didn't want to let him go.

Holding the net bell in his hand, now he can only see if the bell can temporarily dispel these ghosts.

He had just rang the bell, and before he could notice whether the bell was having an effect, a bright flame suddenly fell from the sky and fell in front of him.

The golden flames fell on the surface of the river, and spread out violently as if they had met a spirit.

The scorching flames burned fiercely as if they were not afraid of the river at all.

Mingchuan felt his skin also burn in pain.

He wasn't drowned in the river just now, so he won't be burned to death by fire now, right? This change is a bit big, and it really caught him off guard.