"Third brother, there are really ghosts here!" Brother Qiang and Zhang Tianai said at the same time, but the tone sounded weird.

The fog gathered all around, and the chill hit people, and there seemed to be many unjust souls crying among them, and the hearts of those who listened to the sharp cries were panicked.

Jiusan'er felt very uneasy, her wings tightened, trembling slightly, although she dared to fight Wu Xi to the death and participate in various battles, but in this strange environment, a chill rose in her heart, saying that she was not afraid, it was impossible.

She tried to avoid the cloudy fog and stepped aside.

"Die!"

Behind Wu Xi, the two big men suddenly pulled out two bright knives and stabbed Wu Xi directly in the back.

This move fell in Jiusan'er's eyes, and she couldn't help but shout: "Be careful behind your back." ”

Wu Xi also felt the danger behind him, but it was too late.

Two sharp knives have already stabbed Wu Xi's back!

"Ahh

"What! it's all right. Brother Qiang saw that the sharp dagger in his hand couldn't pierce Wu Xi's body at all, his expression turned hideous, unbelievable, what kind of physique is this Wu Xi, invulnerable?

Then he was punched away by Wu Xi and disappeared into the fog.

Wu Xi never believed that Brother Qiang and Zhang Tianai would attack him, there must be some reason, he glared at Han Yunxue, and came to her in an instant, leaving a phantom in place.

Wu Xi held the flute in his left hand, grabbed Han Yunxue's snow-white neck with his right hand, and said coldly, "What did you do to them? What is your purpose?"

Han Yunxue was a little out of breath by Wu Xi's pinching, her eyes were red, she grabbed Wu Xi's right arm with both hands, and said with great effort: "Yes...... I'm sorry!"

At this moment, there was a terrible laughter in the fog, like a terrible ghost crying out and a wolf wailing.

Wu Xi put down Han Yunxue, turned around, and faced this turbid fog, he also knew in his heart that Han Yunxue was indeed an ordinary person, and Wu Xi gently grabbed her just now, and she had no power to resist.

The answer to everything may be in this fog!

The laughter grew more and more presumptuous, and what was hidden in the fog must have been terrifying.

"All the bells and whistles! Come out and fight, don't pretend to be a ghost!" Wu Xi roared, he never believed in any gods and ghosts, he believed that all this was man-made.

Then, a figure came out of the fog, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a bloody corpse, and gradually more and more figures came out behind it, one by one with hideous faces.

And their number is constantly increasing, they come with the fog and have no entities, when they come to the room on the second floor, why do they suddenly become blood corpses with entities?

"You take her away quickly, keep an eye on her, and don't think about escaping, as long as you leave me within a certain range, the Soul Deed Pill will work, and you will explode and die!" Wu Xi commanded.

Jiusan'er didn't respond to him, but just took Han Yunxue away from here, and when he left, he glanced at Wu Xi, grabbed Han Yunxue and jumped downstairs, far away from the fog.

At this moment, this small room was filled with the figures of blood corpses, they squeezed Wu Xi in the middle and pounced on him, fortunately, Wu Xi's physique was too strong, and the blood corpses couldn't bite through his skin at all.

Wu Xi put away the flute, waved his fists, and blasted at the heads of those bloody corpses, they were all smashed by Wu Xi one by one, and they were drenched in blood, and Wu Xi's body and face were also covered with those rancid blood.

His stomach churned, and he wanted to vomit, and he had never seen such a disgusting scene.

Bathing in the putrid blood of this group of blood corpses, Wu Xi shouted angrily: "I have the ability to come and fight Lao Tzu in person, what is it to make these monsters disgusting me, they can hurt me?"

Wu Xi carefully searched for the corpses, but he didn't see Brother Qiang and Zhang Tianai, who had just disappeared, he really couldn't stand the smell, he shouted violently, and kicked in the abdomen of a bloody corpse with all his strength.

It was kicked out of a hole in its abdomen, and the other bloody corpses behind it were knocked down by it.

Rumble!

It hit the wall straight and passed through.

Wu Xi also took advantage of this gap to quickly pass through the corpses, jumped downstairs, and came to the road.

He had come up with a way to calm the bloody corpses, but he wasn't sure if it would work.

That's playing this green flute!

Wu Xi still remembers that day, he inadvertently played this flute, and then everyone was immersed in the world of music, and their hearts were much clearer because of it.

It's just that I don't know if this flute sound will also have an effect on these blood corpses, after all, they are dead, not a living being, but more like a kind of human puppet.

Of course, it doesn't hurt to try, Wu Xi took the green flute from his waist, it was still dripping blood, clear as jasper, and Wu Xi himself was already covered with blood.

The sound of the flute, as before, is exciting, provocative, tear-jerking, but it cleanses people's souls, boundless sorrow and faint warmth are intertwined, removing all greed and evil thoughts.

The sound of the flute is leisurely, and the blood is splashed with frost on the cold night. The mist drives people's souls, and the night of a hundred ghosts is boundless!

It didn't take long for the mist to slowly dissipate, and those bloody corpses disappeared with it, and the lights of the thousands of homes were dim, only Han Yunxue had a light in this room.

Wu Xi put away the green flute, and everything fell silent.

On this night, the stars in the sky were brilliant, and the stars shone on the earth, covering the world that had been wrapped in fear.

Under the starlight, on the road not far from Wu Xi, three figures appeared.

Wu Xi took a closer look, and two familiar figures appeared in front of Wu Xi's eyes, it was Brother Qiang and Zhang Tianai, who were sitting on the ground with a confused expression.

In front of them knelt an old man, with a wrinkled face and a head full of gorgeous hair, whose forehead was almost touching the ground at the moment.

He was sobbing under his breath and didn't say a word!

"Are you?" Wu Xi guessed that the mastermind behind all this might be this old man, and of course there might be other reasons, this thin old man didn't look like a person who could stir up so many storms!

"You did all this!" Wu Xi squatted down and asked in the old man's ear.

The old man didn't answer him, his forehead still pressed to the ground, and he let out a faint sob.

After a long time, he finally raised his head and smiled bitterly loudly, his face was full of wrinkles huddled together, but the laughter was mixed with choking.

He slowly recovered his emotions, stared at Wu Xi, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to know why I did that? Because everyone in this city deserves to die, all of them have to die!"

His old eyes were cloudy, but full of anger, and it was clear that he hated the city.

Wu Xi was covered in blood, and his heart was not happy, he picked up the collar of the old man's coarse cloth clothes, and said angrily: "I think you are the most damned, old fellow!"