As night fell, covering the earth with a layer of black shadow, Zhou Yi sat on a wooden chair under the big plane tree, staring at the entrance of the community calmly.

Time passed little by little, and it wasn't until it was almost ten o'clock in the evening that Zhou Yi's eyes froze slightly.

In his sight, a little boy slowly walked in from the entrance of the community.

This little boy is full of ghosts, and his identity is naturally self-evident, judging from the ghost energy on the other party's body, he is a very powerful ghost in the B class.

The fluctuations of spiritual power in Zhou Yi's whole body were covered by the jade wrench, and the other party obviously didn't notice anything abnormal, and went straight towards Wang Yier's residential building.

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, a B-level ghost thing was nothing to him, if it was an A-level ghost thing, maybe he would still be a little surprised.

However, don't come to the door with meat in vain.

Zhou Yi stood up from the wooden chair, and then walked out from under the huge plane tree.

"Hello, little brother, I see that your eyes are blank, your face is dark, and your hall is black, there must be something in trouble, why don't you buy an amulet from me? Don't want 998, as long as 9998, you can double your luck, happy events are coming, what do you think? Zhou Yi walked towards the ghost thing, and said gracefully.

"Phew." What he didn't expect was that the ghost creature spat at him.

Of course, there was naturally no such thing as saliva in the ghost body, so only a mouthful of black ghost qi was spit out by this ghost thing and flew towards Zhou Yi's face.

"Little brother, this is your fault, how can you spit everywhere, and this phlegm is still so dark." Zhou Yi's face was serious, and then the spiritual power flowed, covering his arm, and then the palm of his hand was directly grabbed out, grabbing the flying ghost qi, and the sucking music was slightly running, and it was completely absorbed.

"Bah, bah, bah....." The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then ten times.

Ten strands of ghost qi that were several times stronger than just now flew towards Zhou Yi.

"Is your mouth a Gatling?" Zhou Yi first shook slightly, and then quickly grabbed out his palm, directly absorbing all the ten ghost qi.

The little boy stared at Zhou Yi, and suddenly, his mouth moved slightly, and a burst of singing sounded: 'The snow glows white on the mountain tonigh....'

It's just that the singing voice is hoarse and sharp, like the sound of scratching a nail on a stone, which makes Zhou Yi frown instantly, and he feels that he has received 10,000 spiritual crits.

And as this song sounded, Zhou Yi felt that ghosts were constantly surging from all directions, enveloping him.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his spiritual power flowed, running and sucking music.

The ghost qi that poured in from all directions, he sucked in as much as he wanted, like a river pouring into the abyss.

After this process lasted for two minutes, Zhou Yi became a little impatient.

Because, the quality of these ordinary ghosts surging over was too low, and coupled with the life-threatening singing of the ghost thing in front of him, he finally moved.

The body directly pulled out an afterimage, and before the ghost could react, Zhou Yi came directly to his side, and then stretched out his big hand, grabbed its neck directly, and then lifted it fiercely, and then slammed it on the ground.

After smashing on the ground, Zhou Yi did not stop at all, and instantly raised his other hand, and the majestic spiritual power on his arm flowed, stabbing down like a sharp sword, directly piercing the ghost body of this ghost thing.

The little boy stared at Zhou Yi in disbelief, and the ghost body began to collapse.

When the other party's ghost body completely collapsed, Zhou Yi withdrew his arm, then tilted his head, stretched out his hand and plucked out his ear.

He actually has some sympathy for Wang Yier now, and he has been ravaged by this terrible singing all night, which is simply amazing.

"Rest in peace, and may there be no more your singing voice in the world." Zhou Yi put his hand into the natal ghost qi left behind by this ghost thing, and then began to absorb it.

After absorbing the natal ghost qi of this ghost thing, Zhou Yi looked around,

There was nothing unusual about those residential buildings, it seemed that the ghost's song was just for him, and no one could hear it except him, just like Wang Yier was ravaged by this song all night last night, and the other tenants did not notice anything abnormal.

After walking around the neighborhood again, he didn't find any ghosts, so Zhou Yi left the community.

Walking to the end of the gloomy side street in front of the community, Zhou Yi turned a corner, went around again, and then stopped a taxi and rushed back towards the restaurant.

After returning to the restaurant, Zhou Yi went directly to the kitchen to steam some rice, fried a few dishes, ate some by himself, and kept the rest for Shen Mengya, and then went straight back to the second floor and began to continue practicing the Spirit Sword.

Now that he has broken through to the late stage of the Coffin Realm, his physique is naturally not comparable to before, and he can now continue to cultivate.

After another profound practice, Zhou Yi silently went to the bathroom to wash his face, and returned to the bedroom to recuperate his body while transforming the ghost qi in his body.

At one o'clock in the morning, Hua Yueqing drove Shen Mengya back.

Looking at Hua Yueqing, who had no intention of leaving, Zhou Yi asked tentatively, "It's so late?" Why don't you go back to rest early? ”

"Back to what? Since you know it's so late, let's hurry up and cook, Mengya and I haven't had dinner yet, don't you see that I'm here to eat? How can you leave without eating? Hua Yueqing raised her eyebrows slightly, and then said indifferently.

The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched slightly, he had never seen such a brazen person.

It's literal.

"It's done, I'll go to the microwave and heat it up." Zhou Yi shook his head, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Hua Yueqing is Shen Mengya's direct mentor, and she will have to rely on her to pet and protect Shen Mengya in the future, if she doesn't let her eat, it will be very bad.

When he came to the kitchen, Zhou Yi microwaved a few dishes left for Shen Mengya, and then brought them to the table one by one, and then brought two large bowls of white rice over.

"Eat, I've already eaten." Zhou Yi whispered, and then walked to the side and sat down.

Hua Yueqing didn't say much, she picked up the chopsticks directly and started to move wildly, eating everything on the table, plus three bowls of rice, Hua Yueqing looked at Zhou Yi with some unfinished eyes: "Go and fry two more dishes, and you won't be full." ”

The corners of Zhou Yi's eyes jumped slightly, and he wanted to ask, are you reincarnated as a starving ghost?

But after thinking about it, forget it, let's not care about the big guy.

And most of the dishes were eaten by Hua Yueqing, and Shen Mengya didn't seem to be full.

Zhou Yi pressed his eyebrows a little helplessly, and then went to the kitchen to fry two dishes and brought them up, and then served a big bowl of rice to each of them.

After eating, Hua Yue nodded contentedly, stretched out her white and tender hand and rubbed her lower abdomen: "Not bad, yes, I will come to you every night to eat, remember to make more." ”