"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled." It yelled faintly, its transparent body filled with black mist.
That was the resentment of his unjust death.
Suddenly, a blood-red shadow floated over, opened its mouth wide, and it was sucked in without even a scream.
The blood-red shadow smacked his mouth and said, "The soul of a foreigner full of resentment is really delicious."
After all, his body floated and disappeared in place.
I suddenly shivered, and Bai Ningqing asked with concern: "Jun Yao, are you cold? You can put on my coat."
I shook my head and said, "Thank you, but I'm not cold, I just have a bad feeling."
With tears all over his face, Zheng Anan walked towards the broken body, knelt down in front of the old lady with a plop, and said, "Grandma, I'm sorry for you. I didn't come to see you often. It's because I'm not filial..."
Before the words finished, Tang Mingli said, "An'an, get out of the way!"
Zheng Anan lowered his head and saw a hand grabbing his ankle.
The old lady raised her head, showed a ferocious smile, and said, "An An, since you know you are not filial, come and accompany me."
After finishing speaking, he suddenly opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards Zheng An'an. Tang Mingli slapped him, and pressed the old lady's upper body to the ground. Howling like a beast.
"Grandma!" Zheng An'an still wanted to pounce on her, but Tang Mingli held her down and said seriously, "She is no longer your grandma, An'an."
Looking at the old lady's ferocious and terrifying face, Zheng An'an took a deep breath, pulled out the two knives behind her back, and said, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I will still be your granddaughter in the next life, so I will honor you well."
After finishing speaking, she swung the knife and cut off the old lady's neck.
For a moment, blood flew around and sprayed her face, and tears flowed down her cheeks, washing away the blood one by one.
I like this girl, she is so decisive, unlike other women who just cry when something happens.
It's a pity that I died more than ten years earlier, otherwise I would definitely marry her.
It's a pity that the sixth-grade magic weapon whip was taken away.
Hehe, didn't you watch a movie while you were alive? This kind of character can't live more than twenty minutes, maybe it's dead now.
Cheng Anan wiped away her tears and said, "Let's go."
She was at the end of the line, hesitated for a moment, rolled up her pants, and found a shallow wound on her ankle, which was just scratched by the old lady.
She took an anti-detox pill and didn't care.
We walked through the empty stairs and corridors to the treatment room on the second floor. The door was ajar, and the smell of blood in the air was even stronger.
Bai Ningqing pushed open the door and saw Shangguan Lei standing with his back to us, with his head bowed.
His body was filled with a smell of lust, but our eyes were all focused on his pockets.
There was a recording pen in the pocket, and the dagger he found was stuck in his waist. Gu Jiangcheng and the others saw it eagerly, and wanted to go up and snatch it immediately.
But with the matter of Grandma Zheng Anan in mind, they hesitated again.
Finally, a young man didn't hold back, and walked up cautiously holding a sword.
This man's name is Qin Jiu'an, he is from the Qin family in the capital, and his aunt is the daughter-in-law of the Tang family. He also relied on this relationship, and used to run behind Tang Mingli, all he wanted was to curry favor with him.
He not only wanted the dagger, but also wanted to show it in front of Tang Mingli, so he bravely stepped forward, thinking that if there was any danger, the great master Tang Mingli would be there.
He came in front of Shangguan Lei and was reaching for the recording pen when Shangguan Lei turned around slowly.
We were all taken aback by his appearance.
His face had completely rotted into a pile of flesh and blood, his facial features were gone, his upper body was naked, and there was a huge wound on his stomach.
"Jiu An, come back." Tang Mingli ordered.
Qin Jiu'an was a little bit reluctant, gritted his teeth, didn't listen to the order, and directly reached out and grabbed the other knife on Shangguan Lei's waist.
Even if you can't get the recording pen, at least you have to get this magic weapon.
Tang Mingli said before that whoever gets something with his own ability will belong to him.
The moment he grabbed the dagger, a hand stretched out from Shangguan Lei's wound and grabbed his hand.
Tang Mingli's gaze sank, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Qin Jiuan back in the air, who knew that Qin Jiuan disappeared out of thin air in just the blink of an eye, and what Tang Mingli pulled back was only half of his torn clothes.
Everyone was stunned.
We are a group of people with good strength, and there is a great master here, but Qin Jiu'an disappeared without a trace in front of us, and we didn't even see what that ghost looked like.
How strong is this ghost
"Hee hee hee." There was laughter from Shangguan Lei's stomach. Suddenly, a gap was opened in the wound, and the inside was pitch black, only a pair of strange eyes could be seen.
"You..." That thing actually spoke, "All of you are going to die here."
After finishing speaking, there was a strange smirk, and the wound closed again. Shangguan Lei's body went limp, and he fell to the ground, completely dead.
Even so, no one dared to take the recorder.
I said, "I'll go."
Tang Mingli didn't stop her, and Gu Jiangcheng's heart moved, thinking: Yuan Junyao is his woman, if he didn't stop her, doesn't that mean there is no danger
He immediately said: "Ms. Yuan, how can you do this kind of thing, I will do it for you."
After speaking, he strode up and took the recording pen in his hand.
His face was full of joy, and he went to get the dagger again. At this moment, the wound opened again, his eyes flickered, and he said, "You have been fooled again."
Gujiangcheng was also quite capable, with extremely quick reaction. He had prepared a talisman in his hand, threw it out, and threw it into the ghost's hand.
Stab.
A big hole was burned on the back of the ghost's shriveled hand.
The ghost suffered from pain, its face was full of anger, and with a roar, it came out of the wound.
It was a short, shriveled little ghost, with wrinkled skin covering the bones, a pair of frighteningly large eyes, no nose, but a big bloody mouth, and it rushed towards Gujiang City.
Gu Jiangcheng raised his knife to chop, but the kid actually disappeared in front of him.
He was startled, in the blink of an eye, Tang Mingli appeared behind him, grabbed the little devil by the neck, and I had already followed, and stuffed a elixir into its wide-open mouth.
This elixir is "killing pill".
The elixir can save people, but it can also kill people. This elixir is the "Ghost Killing Pill" specially designed to kill ghosts.
The little ghost struggled desperately, but suddenly a red light burst out from its body, it let out a scream, its body began to twist rapidly, and finally shrunk into a ball of flesh, turned into black sand, and scattered all over the ground.
It sounds slow, but in fact, only three seconds have passed, and Gujiang City has not reacted yet.
"Jiang Cheng, are you okay?" Another young man asked in a low voice. This young man's name is Huang Bing, who is two years older than Gu Jiang Cheng. The Huang and Gu families have a good relationship, and they have always hated taking care of Gu Jiang Cheng's cousin.
Only then did Gu Jiangcheng come back to his senses, and said, "I, I'm fine."
He turned to Tang Mingli again and said, "Mingli, thank you for saving my life just now."
Tang Mingli waved his hand and said, "We are a team, and it is only natural to help each other."
Gu Jiangcheng looked at the recording pen in his hand, hesitated for a moment, handed it to Tang Mingli, then leaned over to pick up the dagger, and said, "I got it just now, Mingli, it should belong to me."
Tang Mingli narrowed his eyes. If he hadn't killed the kid, Gujiangcheng would have lost his life. How could he get a dagger? He dared to ask for it with the cheek.
Even Huang Bing couldn't help frowning, and said, "Jiangcheng, the ghost was killed by Mingli and Ms. Yuan."
Gu Jiangcheng took a look at Tang Mingli and found that he was staring at him coldly. He couldn't help shivering and said, "My cousin is right. Look at me. I'm confused. This dagger really should belong to Mingli and Yuan." Miss."
After speaking, he handed over the dagger, and Tang Mingli said to me, "Jun Yao, keep it."
I nodded, took the dagger, and inserted it into the high boots.
Although Gujiangcheng had a calm face, his heart was full of resentment.