Looking at the unkempt Jiang Hibiscus wriggling like an earthworm on the sofa, a trace of ruthlessness welled up in his eyes, and he clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. turned Jiang Muhibiscus, who loves beauty so much, into such an embarrassed appearance, and even wants her life, this kind of person, she will never let go.

"You alone, how can you deal with so many souls wandering here, hundreds of years of revenants, don't go to death." Michael patiently persuaded.

"You can also see that this is an attack on Jiang Mujian, and the longer it drags on, the greater the wear and tear on her body. Besides, if we don't go out and see why, this matter will never end, and with the first attack there will be a second one, so why not go out and have a good time. Qiqi's eyes are gloomy, with a touch of confidence at the corners of his lips, the kind of bearing that faces the battle head-on and does not flinch, full of domineering that has been tempered and precipitated.

Although Michael was very worried about Jiang Mujian, he couldn't watch Qiqi go to his death. No matter how sure she is, she can't fight against the many undead souls, and ants can move elephants.

Looking at Michael's beautiful eyes, there was unadorned worry, Qiqi smiled and scratched its double chin, "I won't die so easily." Take good care of the Qi family, Michael. Leaving the instructions, Qiqi disappeared into the night.

In the cold darkness, the red light of the sandalwood Buddha beads was extremely bright, enveloping Qiqi.

The entire faculty dormitory was shrouded in a layer of white light, which confronted the black fog around it.

There was a fresh smell of blood, and Qiqi moved his nose and walked forward with his breath.

Suddenly, an armored ghost with a spear in its chest, a scar on its face, and a crooked head blocked Qiqi's path.

"Hey, hey, hey." Black liquid came out of his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and he made a terrible sound that he couldn't understand.

He grabbed his shriveled hands and threw himself at Qiqi, but before he could touch it, he was bounced out by the red light.

The green light flickered all around, getting closer and closer, surrounding Qiqi.

Circles of armored ghosts with incomplete limbs and different deaths, and the chilling green light emitted from their eyes, seemed to tear Qiqi apart.

The vine thorn sword conjured, and with a push of the sword finger, the sword wave slashed through the thorns and flew towards the smell of blood with the Qiqi in the red light.

Along the way, Qiqi tried not to confront them head-on, and broke out of the encirclement in an extremely fast way. Behind them, a large group of floating ghosts, chasing their prey.

"Go." Qiqi threw the rattan thorn sword in his hand to the back, and when no one was manipulating, the rattan thorn sword swung back and forth left and right, dispelling waves of ghosts.

A few steps further, a bloody circular circle appeared. A beating heart in the center of the circle, slowly spilling blood, flowing into the circle to keep it bright red.

"A Yin Gathering Array drawn with the blood of a living person." Qiqi couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart, who did Aunt Jiang offend, and she had to use such a vicious and vicious method to deal with it.

Without thinking too much, a spell bamboo leaf slashed out of the air, hitting the heart of the array, with the sound of bamboo blade inserting, the heart shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon, the red blood immediately coagulated into black, and the black around the circle suddenly disappeared.

The circle was destroyed, but the ghosts behind it did not disappear, nor did the smell of blood in the air.

"Damn, how many Yin Gathering Arrays has this person drawn." Qi Qi stared and gritted his teeth.