Chapter Seventy-Five: Trouble (2)
Sister last thought he was still playing tricks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info And the old man looked like he was going to die. She wasn't going to do anything bad to him anymore. In front of him, he took a cloth bag and continued to pretend to be a ghost.
The old man may have been blind, so he didn't see what Sister Yan was doing, otherwise, he would have had a seizure. I just listened to myself and said: "This place is a ghost forest." Girl, do you know where the name comes from?"
Sister last didn't know this, and she wasn't interested in listening to his nonsense. I don't care about the story of this ghost place. Anyway, she only came here once, and she would never come again. When she has collected enough soul marks, she will make her soul stronger by digesting them. Maybe he can protect his doomed mother.
She also calculated a hexagram for her mother before she came out, and she still seemed to be very bad.
Sister Yan knew that it was extremely hurtful for her to do such a thing: those ghosts were moving here in a good manner, without harming anyone, and had no hatred or hatred with her. But she wiped out their minds for no reason. It's a memory of a lifetime. In the eyes of the ghost, this is no different from murder.
But she had to.
She wanted her mother to live.
She needs her mother.
"This is an ancient battlefield. However, it is not a battlefield between people, but a place where witches and demons duel in ancient times. ā
Sister last was indifferent, but when she heard the word "witch ghost", she suddenly felt that her heart was beating fast. It's like she's been to this place before.
She thought it was an old ghost's spiritualism that had worked on her, so she used a little witchcraft to block her ears. In this way, you will never hear what the old ghost says again.
However, she kept an extra eye on it. No longer in a hurry to catch ghosts, he sat down cross-legged, pinched a trick, and began to digest the soul imprint first.
She could feel her soul getting stronger. The perception of the surrounding ghosts is also clearer. She could feel that the old ghost was already dying, with more air coming out and less air in.
Before the old man died, probably because of the return to light, he seemed to have recovered some vitality. He glanced at Sister Laster with his limited eyesight, and angrily scolded: "You ......" fell to the ground.
The noise he made was so great that it attracted countless ghosts to look at Sister Last.
Even though Sister Yan has a little talent in witchcraft, her magic power has risen sharply just now, but after all, her body is too weak, and she can't compare to those heavenly treasures, where can she stand the gaze of a hundred ghosts? She felt like she had fallen into an ice cave. The upper and lower teeth begin to chatter.
After all, those ghosts are spiritual. They could tell at a glance what Sister Last had done.
There is also an unconscious old ghost next to Sister Last.
Those ghosts were stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a quick response, calling for Sister Last.
The other ghosts also came up one after another, and their mouths made muffled sounds.
Sister last was scared silly.
This is also a side effect of her recent improvement in her ability to see ghosts. In normal times, she really wouldn't have seen such a group of hideous-looking guys pounce on her. At most, I can see the shadow of white flowers.
She turned around and ran. Suddenly remembered that he could still escape. She hurriedly pinched a trick, and the fast ghost had already pounced on her. Sister last stopped chanting and smashed a headshot with a secret bean, but before she could be proud of her accuracy, a ghost immediately picked up on her.
Sister last fell into the encirclement of ghosts for a while. It seems that it is difficult to fly.
She didn't care about grabbing her ghost hand at any time, and finally finished reciting the trick quickly, burst out, and walked far away in the other direction, leaving most of the ghosts behind.
But there are still those ghosts who follow her. They both wanted to kill Sister Last, and coveted the bag full of soul marks in her hand.
This soul mark is of great benefit to both ghosts and humans. Every ghost wants to swallow that part alone, so they are wary of each other, and they are very taboo about the soybeans in their hands, so they hesitate and dare not move.
Sister last has some respite because of this. But her life was not too easy. Among the ghosts chasing her, there must be one who is good at tracking. No matter which direction she went, there were ghosts with a vast group of ghosts who chased after her unhurriedly. It's like cat and mouse, like teasing her.
Suddenly, a white light shone behind her, and Sister Han turned around in shock, only to see a seal the size of a house falling from the sky. Sister last only thought it was a powerful ghost's hand. I just cried out in my heart: My life is on the line, but I found that this seal was not aimed at her. The other ghosts chasing after her seemed to be suppressed, and their movements stopped in mid-air, and then disappeared in an instant.
At this moment, she heard a faint woman's roar, from far and near. Soon flew to her head, Sister last saw a woman in a white robe, her eyes were sharp, and she glanced at Sister last faintly, and she felt that her soul was seen through, which made her creepy.
"What did you just do?" she stared at the bag in Sister Last's hand, and a white light shot out of her sleeve, directly breaking Sister Last's cloth bag. There were soul marks piled up into a small mountain, floating in the air, glittering.
The white-robed woman was furious: "Bastard!" She was just about to make a move to destroy those soul marks, when suddenly two other white lights flew over, striking the white-robed woman one after the other. The woman dodged, and her body was frozen.
Xue Shuang and the other three ghost monarchs descended from the sky, obviously it was her and Fang Qingyun's hand just now. The four of them all wore black and yellow robes, and there was not much decoration in their hair. Aunt Xue looked at Zhou Yalast and the bunch of soul marks around her, her face was faint, and she couldn't see joy: "Everyone has stolen goods." ā
She arched her hand to the white-robed woman who was obviously angry: "White Flower Niangniang." There was not much respect in his tone.
The White Flower Lady returned a salute extremely reluctantly.
Pei Pei pretended to be serious, but in fact, he forced a smile.
They arrived earlier, and even watched the tragic scene of Sister Last'er being chased and killed by the ghosts.
Xue Shuang told them to hide aside, not to make a sound, and come out when the time is good.
Sure enough, as soon as they came out, they were angry with their big opponents like this, but they were powerless to refute it.
The armistice between the witches and ghosts was signed in this ghost forest. Now, someone is openly slaughtering ghosts in the ghost forest, which is naturally a declaration of war on the ghost clan.
A new round of witch and ghost wars is about to break out again!
"I won't say any polite words. Xue Shuang smiled, but there was no smile on her face: "Do you have anything else to say?" She smiled and made an expression of waiting to watch the show.