The night was still dark, everyone was slightly dizzy, Meng Xinyao's body shook, glanced at Xu Yaohua in a haze, and immediately clenched the scepter.

As the creator of the dream, after returning to reality, Mo Chen's discomfort was the strongest, dizzy, and from time to time accompanied by the feeling of wanting to vomit.

After getting rid of the shackles of dreams, Xu Yaohua's face gradually appeared with a touch of ferocity, as if it was imperative to "wipe out" Mo Chen and others tonight.

…… Xu Yaohua hummed a spell in his mouth, took out a slap black flag from his waist, and shouted loudly at the group of ghost slaves, "Now that the enemy is close at hand, don't you do it quickly!" ”

Xu Yaohua's voice landed, and the group of ghost slaves who had not been reincarnated suddenly had scarlet eyes, and they gritted their teeth and pounced on Mo Chen and the others.

Zheng Yi whispered to Mo Chen, "Be careful, Xu Yaohua's blood can awaken their hatred, which shows that this group of guys is really the group of unjust souls of the Xia family." With the blood of the clan as the guide, the resentment of the unjust soul is afraid that it will be difficult to deal with! ”

It's called a liar! Mo Chen thought, Xu Yaohua is really hateful, it seems that what they initially thought was not wrong.

Player Xu Yaohua must be because of the role problem of the cos, he will kill Mo Chen and others, the reason, Mo Chen can think of nothing more than that each corner successfully clears the customs in different ways.

Mo Chen wanted to say something, after all, he didn't want to see the situation of "players" killing each other, but at this time, Zheng Yi had already taken the lead in rushing out.

Zheng Yi shouted loudly, "What nonsense, copy guy!" ”

Mo Chen still took Chen Cen to fight ghost slaves hand-to-hand, Zheng Yi and Zen Master fought against Steward Xu, as if the situation had recovered as before.

And every time Meng Xinyao's scepter uses its strength, it has to enter a cooldown period, which is not much better than Mo Chen's hand-to-hand combat.

For those with equal strength, the time is extended and the physical strength of both parties is used to divide the boundaries between winning and losing. And when there is a slight deviation in strength, after a little time, it can be seen.

After a while, Zheng Yi's side saw weakness again, and Zheng Yi scolded hatefully, "Ma Dan!" If it weren't for the space limitations, Lao Tzu would have destroyed you in minutes! ”

Xu Yaohua snorted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, don't accept your life!" Dropping this sentence fiercely, Xu Yaohua focused all his offensive on Zheng Yi, as if Zheng Yi was really his father's killer.

Zen Master Jingde has been in a state of malaise since he was pulled into a dream by Mo Chen, and he has a sense that his mana is not as good as before.

The group of ghost slaves who were led out of the fire of hatred by Xu Yaohua were attacking more and more fiercely without any fatigue, not only Mo Chen, but the others were also covered with many scars.

Just when everyone was worried about this situation, they suddenly heard a familiar voice shouting loudly, "Since you have a grudge in your previous life, you can't get revenge quickly!" ”

Except for Zheng Yi and Zen Master who fought Xu Yaohua, they still can't be entangled in one place, and the others present are all "busy and idle" to find prestige.

I saw Zhang Zili holding a piece of linen cloth in his hand, and ran towards Mo Chen and them like crazy, shouting at Mo Chen and them, "Run!" ”

Zhang Zili was in a hurry, but Mo Chen saw that there seemed to be a black shadow swishing behind Zhang Zili, and when he looked at it, Mo Chen couldn't help but gasp, those two black shadows were actually the Qian family couple.

Mrs. Qian's face was white and cold, but Master Qian was dressed strangely, wearing a red wedding dress, but it was a woman's bridal dress. The left half of Master Qian's face still has oil paint, red lips, and his makeup is comparable to that of a colored paper man, and it is even better.

"Don't go over!" Mo Chen reminded loudly, the wind under his feet, quickly ran behind Zhang Zili, grabbed his arm and pulled it back. And Zhang Zili was too fast when he was running, and when Mo Chen pulled his arm, his body still hit forward by inertia, and the ending of this pull was that Mo Chen stumbled and almost fell on his back facing the sky, while Zhang Zili lay on the ground with a dog.

As if hearing the order, the ghost slaves suddenly pounced on Zhang Zili, and at this time, the Qian couple who were chasing behind them had also followed. Meng Xinyao's eyes widened in embarrassment, and she watched as the ghosts and monsters attacking from both sides pounced on Mo Chen and Zhang Zili.

Meng Xinyao tightened the scepter in her hand, her heart was crossed, and she jumped to "join" the battle, trying to rescue Mo Chen and the others.

"You're crazy!" Chen Cen grabbed Meng Xinyao's wrist, not to mention that there were many ghost slaves, which were difficult to fight, and it was even more difficult for two old corpses to emerge.

Meng Xinyao was so anxious that she pushed Chen Cen's hand hard, and shouted with a crying voice, "Let go of me!" I have to save him! ”

It's not that Chen Cen is ruthless, but when he can't protect himself, the so-called saving people is actually just taking his own life in vain.

The clattering sound of chewing pierced Meng Xinyao's heart, although Mo Chen and the others were buried in it by the ghost slaves, she couldn't see their condition, but she could imagine that they must be more than lucky.

Meng Xinyao violently broke free of Chen Cen's hand, and when she turned around, Chen Cen hugged her from behind like a dog skin plaster.

When the two daughters were entangled, the bubbling black-red liquid flowed out of the black-pressed battle circle, and the black-red liquid soaked the soil and slowly flowed to Meng Xinyao's two daughters.

"No~~~~" Meng Xinyao wailed, clutching the scepter, silently reciting a spell in her heart, and a silver beam of light slammed into the battle circle of the ghost slave.

The outermost ghost slave was hit by the beam, emitting scorched black smoke, and fell to the ground on his back.

"Woo woo woo ......" Meng Xinyao weakly let Chen Cen hold her, tears fell big and big, and Chen Cen didn't feel that his eyes were red.

At this moment, a voice called weakly, "Help pull me out, thank you!" ”

"Sir!" Meng Xinyao's eyes widened suddenly, Mo Chen's face was close to the ground, and a group of ghost slaves pressed on his body, while he struggled to grab the ground with his hands, crawling slowly outward, but the ghost slaves on his body didn't seem to see him, and didn't stop him, or attack him.

Meng and Chen Cen's children hurriedly rushed over, and one of them grabbed Mo Chen's arm and dragged him out. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zili also emerged from the group of ghost slaves and was quickly rescued by Mo Chen and others.

Meng Xinyao grabbed Mo Chen and looked up and down, and asked with concern, "Sir, are you injured?" ”

"No, thank you!" Mo Chen answered, but his eyes were fixed on the ghost slave's side, and the clattering chewing sound was still there.

"What's going on now?" Chen Cen asked suspiciously, whether it is a ghost slave or a Qian couple, there seems to be no sign of attacking them, so where does this chewing sound come from?

Just when everyone was puzzled, there were two terrible wails one after another, and the ghost slaves stood up solemnly, revealing two broken corpses on the ground, which were the Qian couple who had become stiff. It's just that at this time, the Qian couple spread out on the ground coldly, not moving at all, and the ghost slaves also seemed to have completed something important.

Mo Chen felt that the resentment that had originally soared to the sky had also dissipated at this time, and Xu Yaohua, who was fighting with Zheng Yi, shouted "no ~~~~~"

Under the strange gaze of everyone, a group of ghost slaves slowly turned into green smoke and disappeared......