The moment he felt the cold killing intent behind him, Irin had his hair standing on end and his scalp tingling.

It's like every cell in the body is warning Irin.

Yi Rin did not hesitate, and leaned directly on Xiao Yi's body.

Hiss –

A breeze swept over Irin's head.

Countless silver threads of brilliant light, like a waterfall, and like a flawless silk horse, almost brushed against Irin's scalp.

Each silver filament, as thin as a hair, seemed to have life, and formed a silver blade in mid-air, tearing through the thick fog and sweeping over the dead trees ten meters in front of Irin.

The thick fog torn apart by the silver filaments split open for a full three seconds before it reunited from all around.

Seeing this scene, where could Yi Rin stay where he was, he immediately pulled out the blood jasmine from his jaw, rolled on the spot, rolled several meters away, re-stabilized his posture, and stood up.

This hope is incredible.

Even Irin, whose heart was like water, felt his heart tremble slightly.

In mid-air, a beautiful woman in red floated.

At first glance, Irin had a hard time finding adjectives to describe the woman's appearance.

All the words, in front of her, seemed to be eclipsed in an instant.

The silver thread that tore through the thick fog just now turned out to be the silver thread and white hair of the woman in red.

The white hair seemed to be alive, slowly wandering away beside the woman in red.

Under the white hair, there is a delicate and fair melon seed face, with no flaws on the face, white as snow, and no blood.

But this kind of almost extreme whiteness is difficult for people to associate with words such as "pale, miserable, and sickly", and at a glance, the delicate face and the snow-white skin will make people feel a sense of "it should be so".

The woman in red slowly raised her head and opened her eyes, and in the red eyes, the pupils were also faintly white.

Irin could even clearly see that the white pupils were covered with delicate textures.

The woman in red is dressed like an ancient wedding dress, reflecting the snow-white skin, which is bright and beautiful.

Whoa!

Just as Irin's stalemate with the woman in red in mid-air.

There was a sudden series of loud noises behind him.

Irin didn't dare to look back.

But the movement behind him, he probably guessed what was going on.

The place where the silver filament swept just now was probably those dead trees.

After being dodged by Irin, the dead trees were all destroyed.

Redcoat.

Hair.

Barefoot.

Extremely beautiful picture, this square circle of time seems to stop passing.

Until......

"Mother!"

Xiao Yi got up from the ground and threw herself at the woman in red with a handful of snot and tears.

Mother?

Yi Rin reacted, this female ghost who looked terrifying turned out to be ......

The mother of the little ghost?

Hit the small one and the old one, what a bloody plot.

The corners of Irin's mouth twitched slightly.

The woman in red landed slowly, her bare feet lightly on the ground, floating like a fairy.

Although the word is ironic, at least at this moment, the woman in red gives Irin the feeling that she really doesn't look like a cannibalistic ghost.

On the contrary, she looks like a white-haired fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"Mother! It's this ghost hunter, he's bullying me! ”

Xiao Yiwalala cried for about ten seconds, and finally remembered Irin's existence, pointed hard at the wound on his chin that had not had time to heal, and complained to his mother without saying a word.

The woman in red glanced coldly at Irin.

That long silver hair, windless automatic.

The surrounding fog was slowly forced back!

Reveal a brief lucidity!

Irin's pupils shrank slightly, and he clenched the short knife.

A layer of cold sweat dripped from his head.

It's not because I'm afraid......

Instead, the ability of the female ghost in red made him feel a little familiar.

It's like some kind of legendary ability.

But......

"That kind of ability", how could it appear in the trial of the fourth layer?

The fourth layer is just a newcomer level, and there shouldn't be an existence of this level!

"Ghost hunter?"

The female ghost in red snorted softly, and the killing intent burst out from the white pupils.

Irin looked up.

Speaking at the fastest pace, only one sentence was spoken.

"Let the world feel the pain from now on!"

The female ghost in red: "? ”

Xiaoyi: "! ”

Irin didn't have the slightest chance in his heart.

Since I-Rin hurt Xiao Yi, the family Lingtang came to the door, and if I-Rin didn't do it, the end would be miserable.

After a short evaluation, the current Irin is estimated to be difficult to be the opponent of the female ghost in red.

But wherever there is a level, there must be a strategy.

The strategy of this level of trial, Yi Rin already has some eyebrows.

"Ghost hunter" and "ghost killer" are the key.

But the "ghost killing technique", Yi Rin has not yet mastered it.

If you guess correctly, the depth of the plot should not be enough.

Now Irin's only one way to escape is to get out first.

Calamity is riddled with calamity, unleashed!

Target: Mother!

Belch...... No, it's the female ghost in red!

At the moment when the calamity was launched, the cold eyes of the female ghost in red flashed a trace of intoxicating confusion.

On his snow-white face, there was a hint of seductive redness.

Irin was slightly stunned.

Xiao Yi was completely stunned.

She had thought that when Irin said those inexplicable words, she would hallucinate her mother horribly.

But looking at my mother's expression now, it seems a little weird.

Something is wrong!

I saw the woman in red take a few steps forward and bow down.

"The concubine has red sleeves, and she has seen officials!"

This is...... Charm!

Calamity and terror!

But...... If the follow-up is not done well, Irin will die a miserable death.

Very miserable.

He doesn't have enough psionic energy to use [Calamity] again.

"Take Xiaoyi, go, go as fast as possible, the farther the better!"

Irin didn't change his face and gave the order directly.

"But the officials ......"

The red-clothed female ghost Nie Hongsleeve's face turned pale, biting her lower lip, and there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, a little tenderness.

Like poetry, like water......

"Don't, get out! The farther away the better! ”

"Yes, officer!"

Nie Hongsleeves and a pair of apricots were full of tears, like a pool of spring water.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, Nie Hongsleeve still obediently obeyed the order given by Yi Rin, directly turned into a wind, and took Xiao Yi with a confused face to rise into the air, and disappeared in front of Yi Rin in a blink of an eye.

Without saying a word, Irin quickly turned on the shadow state.

To get out of here, the farther away the better.

When Nie Hongsleeve recovers from the "charming" state, the consequences ......

It's unimaginable.

Being targeted by a mad female ghost is definitely a hellish start.

The lasting effect of the charm state will generally last longer than other negative states, but there is also a certain strength gap between the two, how long can it last...... Irin couldn't tell.

The only way to get out of this fog is now, as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Irin, by the way, glanced back at the woods that had been swept by silver threads.

In dense fog, it is not very clear.

But Irin's ability to tell that the place where the silver filament had swept was nearly twenty meters away, and there were a lot less jagged and strange shadows, and it seemed a lot empty.

Irin walked as fast as he could, through the foggy forest.

Just then, Irin stepped on something.

It's not like dirt.

At the same time, there was a faint groan of pain from under his feet.