"Yes." The man in black kneeling in front of the soft couch replied with sincere fear.

On closer inspection, one could see that his body was trembling slightly.

It's terrified to the extreme.

"Useless." Kunluo snorted coldly, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

The man in black looked up in horror and wanted to ask for mercy, but before the words could come out of his throat, he was killed by a flash of red light.

Soon, four other black-clothed men poured out of the shadows, and quickly and orderly cleaned up the corpses, leaving not even a trace of blood.

If it weren't for the faint smell of blood in the air that reminded me of what had just happened, it would be as if nothing had happened.

After everything was done, the four men in black retreated silently into the darkness again,

"Late return, this task is up to you." The magnetic voice was nonchalant, as if it were a small thing.

The black-clothed man whose name was called stiffened, and his face suddenly turned like ashes, but he still replied respectfully: "Obey." ”

After the four men in black had left, a shadow appeared from the shadows.

She is wearing a purple Luo skirt, with a slender waist and a hand, and she seems to be able to grow a lotus step by step when she walks, and her charm and charm are vividly displayed.

She walked up to Kunluo, with a bit of anger on her beautiful face, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to do!" Do you know how many shadow guards have died at your hands in the past year because of your unrestrained killings? ”

"A hundred years has only cultivated more than a hundred shadow guards, and they can't withstand your tossing!"

Kunluo didn't look at her the whole time, but moved his gaze to the dark sky.

For a long time, when the woman was about to wear out her patience, Kunluo said: "I want to ...... Blasphemy! ”

In the ghost world, where the air lingers all year round, there is a bone-chilling chill in the air.

Here, there is no daylight, no day.

Here, not a single inch of grass grows, and there are no four seasons.

It is a world abandoned by time.

The desert is as far as the eye can see, and the ground is uneven, and there are only various strange rocks.

The wandering spirit wanders in this chaotic world, silent, aimless.

They were dressed in the same white garment, the hem of which was torn and gradually becoming transparent, and under this misty white garment, they had no feet.

Their hands hung limply as if dislocated, and their backs were bent into a bow, as if they were carrying the weight of a mountain on their backs, and their hands fell into the air.

Their physiognomy remained the same as at the last moment before they died, some of them were already blurred with flesh and blood, staring straight ahead with bulging eyeballs, without focus.

And those geists who kept their good skin were all pale, their lips were purple, their faces were covered with purple-black fine lines, and their tongues fell out.

Ling Xun suddenly saw such a picture when he opened his eyes, and he almost fainted with fright.

He's not a timid person, but it's the first time he's hit a ghost.

Moreover, the number is in the thousands.

Even if he prides himself on being bold, he can't help but turn pale with fear.

"This, this, this...... What the hell is this place? Ling Xun screamed incoherently.

After finishing speaking, he immediately reacted, and quickly covered his mouth, lest his voice disturb these geismas, so as to shift his attention to him.

But fortunately, these wandering spirits were deprived of their self-awareness, they lost their perception of everything in the outside world, and they had no thinking, they didn't notice Ling Xun, and naturally they wouldn't be disturbed by him.

"Welcome to the Ghost Realm." A smiling female voice came from behind Ling Xun.

——Digression——

After realizing it, I reacted.,So many days, everyone hasn't commented on the system.,The comment function can't be used.,Woo woo I thought I was completely abandoned by you.。

(End of chapter)