Yan Luoluo looked at the red-clothed ghost in surprise—this ghost is not an illusion, it is a real ghost?

It's just that this ghost's consciousness is obviously a little confused, why do you defend this child so much?

Soon, she knew the answer.

"Shuhui...... Cough...... They're going to snatch the recipe! Ahem......"

Grandma Pan swallowed and finished speaking, and then she coughed violently, as if she was about to cough out her lungs.

Ding Shuhui was delirious, but remembered her son: "My son ......"

The group looked at this sinister ghost in amazement—so what they thought was that the ghost was harming people was fake, and it was true that those monks were not good!

"Mother?"

Pan Fang was imprisoned in the hands of the perverted monk, looking at the powerful ghost in front of him, he couldn't help but ask questions.

Ding Shuhui was dressed in bright red, her face was pale, and her eyes flashed with a cold light. Hearing her son's voice, she seemed to regain some consciousness, and when she saw that her son was being held hostage, her yin qi was so strong that she shuddered, and she wanted to fight with the monk.

"You don't want your son to die, do you?"

Ding Shuhui's strength was stronger than him, and the fierce yin qi scared him, but when he thought that her son was still in his hands, he used Pan Fang's life as a threat.

"Put down my child." The ghost's voice was like a cold wind blowing out of the abyss, and it was like countless sharp steel needles piercing the monk's eardrums.

"Unless you let me go."

Seeing that his mother was about to compromise, Pan Fang was anxious, and when the monk's attention was not on him, he bit the monk's hand fiercely, and the force was so great that the monk's body could not resist it.

"Ahh

He was in pain, and subconsciously threw Pan Fang out of his hand.

An invisible force surrounded Pan Fang, obviously it was a cold yin qi, but Pan Fang felt full of warmth.

There was no need to take care of the child anymore, and the ghost roared angrily, and his body rushed towards the monk like an arrow.

Her blood-red robe fluttered in the wind like spilled blood.

The monk hurriedly took out the spirit sword and threw it at Ding Shuhui with all his might. This sword slashed through the dark sky like a meteor, stabbing at the fierce ghost with decisive power.

However, Ding Shuhui just sneered, her hands were sealed, and the spirit sword was instantly wrapped in a stream of red light, and then suddenly exploded. The aftermath of the explosion sent the monk flying, and he slammed into the wall and slid to the ground.

"Nope! Don't kill me! The monk struggled to his feet, but he saw the ghost walking towards him step by step, looking at the shadow that was getting closer and closer, and the monk's heart seemed to be held tightly by a cold hand.

"Don't come here!" He shouted again, and rushed to the door with all his strength.

However, he only felt as if his body was being pressed by the mountains, unable to move. He watched as the ghost slowly stretched out his hand and smashed his dantian with his hard claws, devouring his soul.

The crisis was resolved, Pan Fang landed gently, and he immediately ran to Ding Shuhui, wanting to hug his mother.

But Ding Shuhui retreated: "You have to live well." ”

As she spoke, she injected her newly acquired soul power into the bodies of Pan Fang and Grandma Pan, and sent them out of the village.

Grandma Pan's body seemed to have recovered to when she was young, and she forcefully pulled back Pan Fang, who wanted to rush back: "Fangzi, she doesn't want you to go back." ”

Pan Fang burst into tears: "That's my mother!" ”

Grandma Pan's eyes were also full of tears: "But she can't keep her sanity at all times, she killed many people in the village when she lost her mind, Fangzi, grandma knows that she didn't mean it, but I can't let you go back, when she loses her mind, she will kill you, do you want her to be a ghost and not be able to live in peace?" ”

In the story that Grandma Pan told Pan Fang, she did not say what happened to Pan Fang's mother, because her ending was to die with the monks of the Jade Void Sect, and then turn into a ghost and protect the entire village.

Because of this, she consumes too much, can't stay awake, her mind is confused, and she will kill people in the village from time to time.

If it weren't for Pan Fang's danger this time, her obsession as a mother would wake her up and send them out, with unimaginable consequences.

Grandma Pan knows everything, but she can't tell anyone, she feels sorry for Pan Fang's mother, obviously she wants to protect the village, but because she lost her mind and committed murder, you can imagine how uncomfortable Ding Shuhui is now.

As Grandma Pan expected, Ding Shuhui was shouting wildly in the empty village at this moment.

The villagers she wanted to protect the Lord were killed by her own hands, and her devoured along with her souls, how could she calm down when she regained consciousness.

The furious yin aura nearly reduced the entire village to ruins, but she finally held back.

She used the last soul power to restore the village, and even used yin qi to pinch out the appearance of the villagers, so that they could live in the village, but the false could not become real, they only existed for half a day and then came to naught, leaving only a table full of food, frozen in the last moment of peace and stability.

Ding Shuhui lost consciousness again, she gave herself a ban before she lost consciousness, she could not destroy everything in the village and the altar, and then she has been floating unconsciously in Panjia Village.

"Woo woo, it's so touching!"

While everyone was immersed in grief, the cry of a student woke everyone up.

For a moment, the sad emotions were dispelled, leaving only a deep speechlessness.

"Don't cry, you've ruined the good vibes."

Another student reluctantly handed him a handkerchief.

"Don't you think it's touching?"

The other person pointed, speechlessly, to a little tear in the corner of his eye: "It's very touching, I'm about to cry tears, if you don't cry so loudly-"

Yan Luoluo took out a small notebook: [XX students, it is too easy to be moved, and you need to do moving desensitization training]

This story is indeed quite touching, but Yan Luoluo hopes that they will keep their sanity while being moved, and it will not be good if they fall into the trap of the enemy.

Packing up their mood, the group came to the place where the ghost slept before, who would have thought that the ghost with the strength of the Yuan Infant would be wronged and slept in the water tank of Pan Fang's house.

Gently wake up the sleeping mind.

Ding Shuhui woke up a little confused, stunned, and didn't react.

After getting Yan Luoluo's consent, Tong Anran gave her some spiritual power.

"Monk!"

Ding Shuhui, who regained consciousness, entered the alert the moment she saw the group, and seemed to be about to do something to them in the next second.

Well, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't see through Yan Luoluo's cultivation, she would really have to do it.

Yan Luoluo investigated and found that in addition to killing a few villagers unconsciously, she did not do other hurtful things, but helped many people.

Since this is the case, she is welcome, this powerful ghost will become her first powerful ghost subordinate in the cultivation realm.