There is a kind of evil art called soul sucking in Dongying.

It is a rather evil spell that sucks the soul of the deceased into one's own body and transforms it into one's own unknown supernatural power.

Wei Zheng took Hong Shi's hand and ran quickly in the direction where the soul flew.

Like them, a mysterious figure running out of the campus of the University of Tokyo was a few hundred meters away from them.

There was no one on the streets of Tokyo late at night, so Wei Zheng didn't have to worry about being seen by pedestrians, he completely exerted his speed to compete with the speeding spirit.

Wei Zheng's speed was very fast, but the speed of the mysterious figure a few hundred meters away was not below him, and he always kept a distance from him, Wei Zheng was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that in a campus, there were people with super power.

He no longer had to worry about losing his tracked soul, because the galloping figure in front of him had obviously become his guide.

"Flicker!" Hong Shi, who was behind him, had begun to gasp for breath, and her body began to gradually lose its strength.

When Wei Zheng saw Hong Shi like this, he knew that her body was almost unbearable, so he took her hand, lifted it softly, and gently lifted Hong Shi's body to his back.

He carried Hong Shi on his back and galloped forward.

"Thank you, Wood Man!" Hong Shi was on Wei Zheng's back, and a warmth flowed into his heart.

And Wei Zheng, who was carrying Hong Shi, suddenly became a little up and down in his heart at this moment, Hong Shi's soft and firm **, through his clothes, was on Wei Zheng's back, which couldn't help but make Wei Zheng feel a little uneasy.

Although Wei Zheng was cold and ruthless on the outside, he was also a young man with strong blood now, and tonight was the first time he had the most intimate contact with a woman.

Perhaps he should be grateful for this incident to make him understand that the original woman's body has such a good feeling.

This feeling made Wei Zheng, who was in contact with the female body for the first time, have a mind and a body, and both have an indescribable wonderful feeling.

Glancing back at Hong Shi, in the moonlight, he discovered the beauty of Hong Shi for the first time.

Facing this beautiful and beautiful Hong poem, Wei Zheng's heart changed up and down, and his ears were red.

In this way, the two ran a lot of distances, led by the figure in front of them, and gradually ran to a place that made the two feel a little unfamiliar.

And the soul chasing in front of him seems to be approaching the destination, and it changes.

The spirit body changed from white to colorful, which looked very good in Wei Zheng's eyes.

But this miserable beauty is more of a grievance in Wei Zheng's heart.

The figure in front of him stopped, and Wei Zheng was more than ten meters away from him, and he also stopped his figure.

The reason they don't run forward is because the spirits they are tracking are also stopped in the sky.

The colorful ribbon-shaped spirit body, in Wei Zheng's eyes, was like a ribbon floating in the sky.

Hong Shi's mouth was close to Wei Zheng's ear, and he asked in a low voice, "Why don't you run away?" Tired? ”

She wasn't like Wei Zheng, who had learned to exorcise demons, so she couldn't see the spirits they were tracking.

Wei Zheng shook his head, he said in a low tone, "No, the soul of the dead we are going to track has stopped. ”

The figure more than ten meters away from them turned around, Wei Zheng and Hong Shi looked at each other carefully, they were both curious about what the Chinese they met in a foreign country looked like.

The man was a young man of the same age as them, he was wearing a casual shirt, and he carried a piece of equipment about 50 centimeters long wrapped in black cloth on his back.

This person's physique is magnificent, although his appearance is not handsome, but he is also born relatively strange, and anyone with a little vision can see that he is not an ordinary person.

I saw him wipe the tip of his nose with his hand, and smiled at Wei Zheng and Hong Shi: "Do you understand Chinese?" ”

As soon as she heard the other party talking to them in Chinese, Hong Shi's pretty face was a little excited, and she smiled: "Yo, I can't see that you, the person who runs so fast, are still our fellow countrymen." ”

The young man smiled: "You are not simple, you can actually keep up with my footsteps, so late, what are you doing here?" ”

Hong Shi smiled, and didn't explain why he came here, just said haha, changed the topic, and said: "We can't sleep, so we come here for a walk, move your muscles, what about you, little fellow, don't talk about me, talk about yourself, what are you doing here late at night." The young man showed a conscious expression and smiled: "Oh, it turns out that you still have a hobby of coming to the cemetery in the middle of the night, haha, it's the first time I've met a couple like you!" ”

"What!" Hong Shi was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked around the environment, and sure enough, as the man said, there was a cemetery around here.

If the man didn't say it, Hong Shi wouldn't have noticed that the three of them were surrounded by clean and simple cemeteries.

Hong Shi gasped, this place couldn't help but make her creepy.

Her body moved closer to Wei Zheng unnaturally, bumped her elbow against Wei Zheng, and said softly: "Wooden man, how did you do it, you were actually led to the cemetery by others, let's go back quickly, I feel that this place is so gloomy." ”

"Haha!" The young man more than ten meters away smiled slightly sarcastically: "I'm afraid, you pair of little lovers are also funny, you don't go to sleep in the middle of the night and follow Uncle Ben to the cemetery, and now it's not Qingming, hahaha......"

Hong Shi's hand grabbed the corner of Wei Zheng's clothes, pursed his mouth, and said angrily: "Cut, you don't stink fart, we don't follow you, we naturally have our own things to do." ”

The man slowly unwrapped the black cloth on his back, and slowly opened it, which turned out to be a silver gun about fifty centimeters long, the head of which was shining in the moonlit night.

Seeing the silver spear in his hand, Hong Shi and Wei Zheng couldn't help but recall that China's two major spear masters, Hong Kun, the master of the Rakshasa Gate, and Yi Ma, the master of the Wanma Hall.

Especially Wei Zheng, the battle of West Lake is unforgettable, and it is a big battle that he will never forget in his life.

Looking at the man's gun, he said lightly: "You will also make a gun." ”

The man laughed lightly and said, "Everyone is alumni, and they are both Chinese, I advise you to go back quickly, what I want to do is not suitable for you to do, although your foot strength is good, but if you want to meddle in this matter, I am afraid that you will have something to lose." ”

Hong Shi was about to speak, Wei Zheng waved his hand and signaled not to make a sound, Wei Zheng took a step forward and said indifferently to the man: "I'm afraid it may not be." ”

Four words, simple and clear.

This is exactly Wei Zheng's style, never saying a superfluous word.

As soon as the words fell, the glorious soul in the sky began to change, and rushed forward.

The man held a short gun and chased in the direction of the colored soul flying like a gust of wind.

Wei Zheng of course noticed this change, his soul moved, his hand pulled over Hong Shi, carried it under his armpit, and chased after him quickly.

The spirits flew into the cemetery, and the strong iron gates blocked their way.

But for the three of them, this door is simply not like a zài.

The man who ran at the front, a little bit of the iron bar, and his body flew through the iron bar gate more than two meters high with his strength.

And Wei Zheng was the same, flying through the gate with Hong Shi.

The three of them followed the spirits into the cemetery.

Hong Shi asked in Wei Zheng's arms: "Do you want the soul to come to find the grave by yourself!" ”

Wei Zheng didn't speak, Hong Shi's idea was really naïve.

As soon as the soul entered the garden, it disappeared without a trace.

The trio lost their tracking.

Standing still, the three of them looked left and right.

The night is quiet, but the wind is not.

Hong Shijue's wind seems to be blowing very hard tonight.

At midnight, in the cemetery, Hong Shi felt that all the wind was blowing.

She couldn't help but feel creepy. Turning his head to look at Wei Zheng, he saw that Wei Zheng was looking around, searching carefully.

A footstep sounded, and the sound of low footsteps broke the quiet night.

The three of them couldn't help but look in the direction where the footsteps came.

appeared.

A long-haired figure in a wide black coat walked slowly from the depths of the cemetery, walking unhurriedly. Approaching the three of them little by little.

Although, he walks like everyone else walks, with a steady and normal pace. But at this time of night, this place will inevitably make people feel furious when they hear his steps.

Hong Shi had this reaction now, she grabbed Wei Zheng's hand and grasped it a little tightly. It can be seen that she is very nervous now.

And the young man who was more than ten paces away in front of Wei Zheng waved his hand with a silver short spear forward, aiming at the man and shouting, "Stop! ”

The voice was loud and heavy, this voice suddenly called out now, and when Hong Shi heard it, he did have a feeling of heartbeat, and the fear in his heart was reduced a lot.

Wei Zheng stood expressionlessly, seeing the young man with the silver gun, what would he do to the mysterious man in this cemetery.

The mysterious man really stopped according to his words, raised his head to look at the silver-speared man, only to see that he was holding a black jar in both hands, and a pair of eyes were shining on the silver-speared man like a cold star in the night. Let's go back! ”

The silver-speared man smiled: "Since it's not open, then what are you doing here?" ”

The hoarse and ugly voice sounded again, and said: "I am the grave keeper here, I advise you to leave quickly, the night of the cemetery is not something that ordinary people can approach lightly!" ”

The silver-speared man let out a long laugh and said, "Since you will also say that ordinary people are not allowed to approach, then Uncle Ben is naturally not an ordinary person." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned back to Hong Shiwei and said: "Two classmates, I heard it, this is not where ordinary people can come in, you can go back!" ”

He was very unconvinced, and cried out, "Hey! Don't think you're so good, huh! My brother Wei Zheng is much better than you! ”

As soon as the words fell, Wei Zheng took three steps forward, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The man with the silver gun smiled obliquely, and this smile showed that his demeanor was very cute. The silver spear in his hand rotated several circles between the palms of his hands, and his posture was graceful and chic. I saw him raise his eyebrows and smile: "Oh? It seems that this brother doesn't want to step down and wants to meddle in my business? ”

"Your business?"

Wei Zheng said briefly in a cold tone.

The silver-speared man smiled: "Yes, this is my mission, then again, I see that you are extraordinary." If you don't sleep in the middle of the night and run to this ghost place, you can see that you are a hot-blooded man. Hehe, get to know me, my name is Broken Moon! ”

Wei Zheng nodded, spit out two words, and reported his name: "Wei Zheng!" ”

As soon as he reported his name, the man holding the jar in both hands was immediately surprised: "Are you Broken Moon?" Thor's son? ”

It turned out that this man with a silver spear was an extraordinary young man who fled to the underworld to practice ten years ago because he wanted to escape the pursuit of the Heavenly Kingdom-Broken Moon!