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Ye Wenqiang and the others only felt their scalp tingling, and there was only one thought in their hearts, that is, to get out of here quickly. Bai Yu took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Han Mo, let's leave quickly." ”

Hearing this, Han Mo smiled bitterly and said, "This is obviously for us, what's the use of leaving." ”

Bai Yu said with an ugly face: "This ...... Why are you so sure you're here for us? ”

Han Mo sighed, "I can't say it clearly, in short, it's coming for us." ”

The paper money fell to the ground, and the 'yin' cold breath made everyone tremble. Han Mo looked around, and then said softly, "Get out of here quickly." ”

"Where do you get out of here?"

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly asked, Han Mo thought for a while and said: "I don't know, anyway, I can't do it with them in the school, the school has a lot of people and big goals, whether they are our opponents or not, the situation is very unfavorable for us." ”

Bai Yu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Well, you're right, let's leave quickly." ”

As soon as they said go, they hurriedly walked towards the main 'gate' of the school.

On the way, he met Wu Xiaodong and Gu Shiyun, Han Mo didn't have time to deal with them at all, so they were very angry, and they twisted their waists and left angrily. Get out of the school gate, get in the car and leave.

However, as soon as I reached the crossroads, a piercing, mournful lock sound came into my ears.

Han Mo and the others suddenly felt their scalps tingle, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.

It was a funeral procession, and there were 100 people.

Seeing the funeral procession that strangely appeared on the street, they all had a chill on their backs. The pale money for buying the road floated in the wind, and the faces of the people wearing linen and filial piety were pale and bloodless, like white paper.

Ye Wenqiang breathed a long sigh of relief and said softly: "I was scared to death, I thought I was catching up, it turned out to be a funeral person." ”

"It's the funeral that is weird...... Han Mo muttered suddenly.

"Brother Han, what are you talking about?" Du Fanxing and Ye Wenqiang looked at him with stunned eyes, and at this time, Lu Xinyao whispered: "Although Yuenan City is not a first-tier city, it is at least a provincial capital, and cremation has been practiced for a long time. ”

"Should...... There should be exceptions. ”

Lu Xinyao shook her head very firmly.

"Damn, Brother Han, guess what I saw?" Ye Wenqiang suddenly exclaimed.

Du Fanxing patted him, "Damn, can you not be startled, it will scare people to death." ”

"See for yourselves......"

Ye Wenqiang opened his mouth wide and pointed to the funeral procession. Han Mo and the others turned their heads to look and saw that the vehicles were all passing through the funeral procession, they didn't see the funeral procession at all, and the funeral procession was like a projection.

As he spoke, the funeral procession got closer and closer to them.

A biting 'yin' wind blew from the open car window, cold and biting.

Han Mo took out the compass, and the compass pointer had already felt an extremely heavy ghostly aura, not turning, but jumping up and down.

Sure enough, there is a big problem!

The next moment, a festive suona gong and drum sound came from the other side, from far and near, mighty 'swing' and 'swing'.

Following the sound, a team of welcoming relatives also appeared on the road in order. There were about 100 people in the procession, and the first was a young man of about twenty-four or five years old, riding a tall horse, quite imposing.

Behind him, there are eight sturdy men, carrying a large 'flower' sedan chair, on both sides of the 'flower' sedan chair are a team of blowing, playing and singing, everyone is smiling and elated.

"Huh, the greeting party?"

Although there are few such welcoming processions, the belt is not strange, and it is easier to accept than the funeral procession.

The crowd on both sides walked towards them, one left and one right......

"Drive!"

Han Mo shouted, but Bai Yu kept staring at the welcoming team, motionless.

When I looked closely, I found that his face was 'pale' and 'flushed', and I didn't know what to think.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Bai Yu ......" Han Mo clasped his hands in handprints and shouted in his mouth. Bai Yu trembled all over, woke up in shock, and when he saw this scene, Han Mo then shouted, "Hurry up and drive." ”

"Drive, drive......"

Bai Yu drove in a panic, however, the car had turned off at some point, and no matter how it started, there was no movement.

"Brother Han, what's going on?"

"The hundred ghosts on the right carry the coffin, and the ghost king on the left marries!"

"What do you mean?"

"The ghost king marries?!" Bai Yu was shocked and looked at Han Mo in shock. They looked at the procession and the funeral procession again, and felt very terrified. The stride is large, the walk is light, it seems to be drunk, and it will fall to the ground at any moment.

While the ghost king married, a hundred ghosts carried the coffin, and saw that these two teams of people were about to walk in front of him.

In a hurry, Han Mo could only push the 'door' of the car.

"Han Mo, what are you doing?"

Bai Yu watched Han Mo get out of the car and asked very incomprehensibly. Han Mo looked at the two groups of people and said slowly: "If we don't stop these two teams, we won't have a good time." ”

"Do you want me to help you?"

The evil god stretched out his head and asked, Han Mo shook his head slightly, "No, you stay in the car, just don't fall for their 'yin' scheme." ”

Hundred ghosts carrying coffins, this was a rather evil formation, and Han Mo didn't dare to say that he was 100% sure of stopping them. Since ancient times, I don't know how many mages have died in it.

The most terrifying thing is that there is also a ghost king marrying a ......

In the current crisis, he can only do his best. Seeing that the people on both sides were getting closer and closer, Han Mo's palm holding the Longquan Sword was sweating.

Before Han Mo could make a move, the teams on both sides suddenly split into two, and they circled towards them from the front and back.

Suona gongs and drums are noisy, deafening and deafening.

Han Mo only felt that his 'chest' was stuffy, and his breath was short.

"Ten thousand laws of heaven and earth, demon spell!" The depression in Han Mo's heart exploded, Longquan pointed to the sky, and his left hand changed the seal. The incantation was pronounced, and Han Mo swung the Longquan sword and slammed directly at the man on horseback.

When the man saw the menacing Longquan Sword, he was still smiling and unfazed.

Instead, a mournful cry suddenly sounded in the funeral procession......

"Slash!"

The Longquan sword went straight to the center of his eyebrows, the man flicked the reins of the horse, and the high-headed horse turned sharply, staggering directly from Han Mo's side, and Han Mo also pounced.

Between the electric lights and flints, the 'flower' sedan chair rotated, lifted the pole and threw it on Han Mo's waist, and under the drive of this force, it flew towards the coffin. Han Mo screamed and fell directly into the coffin.

Han Mo was trapped in the coffin, and it was pitch black and he couldn't tell the east and west, north and south. It took him a long time to wake up, bite the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword, and then stabbed towards it with all his might.

But when the sword pierced it, I only felt that the coffin lid was extremely thick......

The trapped beast was still fighting, and Han Mo naturally couldn't admit defeat, so he pulled out his long sword, used the power of the Book of Heaven, and stabbed it out again.

After a few swords, the lid of the coffin was finally pulled open, and the bright light was projected down.

Seeing the light, Han Mo was overjoyed, and then stabbed with another sword, only to hear a terrible scream like killing a pig from above......

Han Mo's expression froze, and he pushed the coffin lid open with all his might, and was about to get out. A pale grimace suddenly appeared in front of him, which frightened his back and almost screamed. The 'female' ghost opened his ten fingers and grabbed it, Han Mo shrank into the coffin, and the coffin also closed quickly at this moment.

His eyes were quick, and with a flick of the Longquan sword, he got stuck in it, leaving a slit......