"I've also thought about this technique, but I don't need it," he Minglang chattered to Xia Linyuan yesterday.

As the spell progressed, I did find something coming, but it wasn't the expected Heavenly Soul, let alone the Earth Soul, and as for the Life Soul, it was even more impossible.

The guy who came here had a few encounters before, but I still don't know what it is, I only know that it's not a human or a ghost, and now I can be sure that it's not a demon.

What the hell is that? Is it the enemy? Or friends? Although it has always been on our side, it is not sure what its true purpose is.

The whole body is in the gray fog, this fog is a little different from what you usually see, the fog you see is slowly spreading outward, loose and loose, but this gray fog feels gradually shrinking to the middle, very tight, thick, through the fog can only see a human figure.

The gray figure stood across from me, unable to see its eyes, but could feel it looking at me. I had to stop.

This time I saw it as a human being, and the feeling of natural enemies and crookedness disappeared.

"They have all become ghosts, and it is useless to summon spirits with spirits." I felt as if I heard an unfamiliar voice, and it was as if someone was telling me in my head that I couldn't tell me about the experience, and at the same time, I found that my friends were in the same situation as me. "The Ren Fu you are chasing was originally a small member of an organization whose purpose was to find the law that controlled the order of the world, and to modify it so that it could be used by me. Ren Fujing's strength has increased greatly since he obtained the Blood Zombie Fusion, and he has killed the leader of this organization and become the new leader himself. As far as I know, there is another organization, and these two organizations were founded by the same person. ”

It was a long sentence, but it seemed to ring in our heads, and it was over quickly, and by the time it was our turn to speak, the gray shadow was gone.

It's the kind of thing that feels like it's slowly fading in front of you, but it's gone just in the blink of an eye.

All the spearheads are pointed at the female green heaven law and the female green ghost law, through some of the existing things, it can be determined that the female youth was first discovered in this city, among which the female green ghost law is the law that records the names of ghosts, gods, immortals and demons in the world and the location of their residence, the full name of the female green heavenly law, Taishang Chaodong Chiwen female youth edict heavenly law, is like the existence of the criminal law of various countries.

"Senior brother, your bond with this person is too deep." Yesterday and Minglang looked serious.

"How?" How could she be sure it was a person.

"Ever since he appeared, he's been locked on you, and he's here for you, and as for his identity, you didn't remember it. When a person dies as a ghost, what's behind it? Yesterday and Minglang stroked their hair.

People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf (read you), deaf death as Xi (silent), and Xi dies as razor (invisible), that is, they are wiped out.

What appeared just now was deaf, so when I became a ghost, I had a sense of fear of its breath, the fear of ghosts, the fear of ghosts, the fear of ghosts, but who is this, and what kind of fetters are it, after dying as a ghost, I don't enter the cycle of reincarnation, and I suffer unimaginable pain and become deaf?

What's more, ghost death is not necessarily able to become deaf, and how can we know the difficulties of it, even if we don't know much about ghosts.

I can't figure out who this person is, but my thoughts are unconsciously deviated, according to the logic of ghost death, is it something that we become after death?

Forget it, don't dig deeper, just do a good job in the moment.

It's hard to say this deaf attitude, maybe it's not hostile, but did it just happen to appear just now, or was it stalking us in the first place?

I forgot when I summoned the soul with my spirit, Ren Fu Jing has become the new 梼杌, although he is in human form, and there are people's thoughts and emotions and memories, but in essence, he has become a 梼東, so the souls of those killed by him will become ghosts, so this spell has no effect.

At least some of the gains, the deaf statement is completely consistent with the mood of Ren Fu in my hallucination, and I also got a new piece of news, although it is not necessarily good news, the same person has established two organizations for them to develop, Ren Fu Jing represents one, and the other should be where the void and Gu Mo are, why not support each other, but have the meaning of fighting.

Now that Ren Fujing has become the leader of his organization, who is the person who founded the organization? Where?

Let's go back to the hotel, the messy clues think about the people's brains.

The breeze rustles the leaves, the wisps rub the face a little itchy, the intoxicated night, it seems to soothe the wounds in the heart, turn the head, everyone enjoys the night, a few strands of spider silk fall on the shoulder, wave away at will, but its light swing is wrapped around the hand, the toughness is very strong.

A rare quiet night, reading the bustling city, Fang Zhiyi is priceless, and it seems that everyone is enjoying this moment.

I didn't bother, and broke the long hair in my hand a little harder, this is not spider silk.

Behind him, a figure in white pajamas slowly appeared, his hair was longer than yesterday and Minglang, almost to his heels, his head was lowered, his face was covered by hair, his tongue was pulled down to his chest and hidden behind his hair, looming, as if it was still dripping with blood.

It's hazy, but I don't want to look closely. I was also a little unhappy in my heart, and I had already determined that there was no ghost and another ghost came out, that is, someone deliberately released it.

This is a hanged ghost, or it can also be called a hanged ghost, this kind of ghost often has a strong resentment, suicide is a hateful sin, who wants to commit suicide if there is nothing that can't be passed, resentment is this kind of hanged ghost innate, if you don't get dredged for a long time, from resentment to hatred, it is likely to turn into anger.

What is the difference between resentment and anger? The difference between complaining about the sky and killing people when they see them.

Black hairs came out from all directions and hit the necks of everyone present. I just saw a hanged ghost, in fact, there are a lot of them here, I have to admire this person, what do you have to do to collect so many hanged ghosts?

But all of them are full of resentment, and none of them have turned into anger.

Soon we were surrounded by hanged ghosts, but I still didn't save myself, because there was another important thing that had not been discovered, everyone was confused, and I also stumbled upon my intoxication, and then I realized that the hanged ghosts do not have the ability to confuse people, which means that there is a guy who is good at confusing people among these hanged ghosts.

The neck is getting tighter and tighter by the long hair, although it is not for **, there is still a feeling of breathlessness, hold on a little longer, and see what kind of existence it is.

But the bewitching guy never appeared, only found the source, and that was enough. The Dao sword attacked, cutting off all the hair strands with a few flips, always locking on to the source of the bewilderment, it had no intention of moving at all, and there was no fear.

My resistance enraged the hanged ghosts, and they roared upward, their long tongues piercing like sharp arrows, but how could I, who had fought against the ghost mother and survived under the claws of the Hanpa, still be trapped by a group of hanged ghosts?

Dao Sword used a much faster speed than them to string a sugar gourd.