"I know there is an expert!" Murong Hanxuan raised his sword eyebrows and said, "If there is no vision tonight, I will summon her to the palace to meet Master Wu Zhu tomorrow."
"Oh?" Master Wu Zhu nodded and said, "I hope it's not a charlatan. These thirty-three ghosts are not something ordinary people can deal with."
"Brother Han Xuan, I'm afraid..." Su Luoluo shyly threw herself on Murong Hanxuan's chest and said, "You have to protect Luo Luo... No! You have to protect Qing'er!"
She, Su Luoluo, finally stopped being a sacrifice and finally relied on her own methods to reach where she is today. There must be no more accidents!
"Well - Qing'er will always be my treasure!" Murong Hanxuan gently touched her head, his eyes filled with adoration.
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At the same time, Luo Qingchen set up a ghost-recruiting formation in Yizhuang, waiting for the arrival of midnight.
Gardenia looked a little worried on the side. After all, although she had been practicing in the imperial mausoleum for six hundred years, these thirty-three evil ghosts were no ordinary person.
The entire Yizhuang is held up by the soul-catching bell. The breeze blows, but the bell does not ring loudly.
This is a bell specially prepared for ghosts—
The soul-catching bell rings, and the evil ghost arrives.
Demons and monsters, their souls are gone.
"Girl, are you scared?" Gardenia stood aside, still looking like a noble person.
It seems that the palace has been very busy recently, and no one knows if a noble person is missing.
Or maybe it was because Murong Hanxuan only took a scoop of the three thousand weak water and favored Su Luoluo alone, and looked down upon others.
"I… "
"Ding bell—ding bell—ding bell—" Before Luo Qingchen could finish speaking, one hundred and eleven Soul Seizing Bells rang.
The cold wind blew by, giving the quiet Yizhuang a biting chill, and the air was instantly filled with the smell of rotting corpses.
She waved her left hand, and the Netherworld Ring glowed faintly.
Yizhuang, which was originally empty, suddenly showed up with thirty-three people.
No, it's a ghost.
Each of their faces is different, and the only thing they have in common is that their fingers are all rotten, their mouths are wide open, their tongues are falling out, and the rotten flesh and black blood are mixed together, which is extremely terrifying.
This was probably when they were buried alive, desperately digging away the dirt that fell on their bodies, and desperately trying to breathe fresh air.
"Don't bury me, don't bury me..."
"Give me my life, give me my life..."
Step by step, they passed through the soul-catching bells she had set up, and slowly walked toward her with their heads raised and their mouths open.
"Since I let you reveal yourself, I naturally have a deal to make with you." Luo Qingchen frowned, feeling a little uneasy.
These ghosts are not as intelligent as Gardenia and the others, but are moving towards her like walking zombies.
Is it because they don't understand what she is saying, or they deliberately don't listen...
The smell of carrion around him became stronger and stronger, and there were drops of blood on the ground, which came from unknown sources, mixed with the smell of rotten mud, and the stench was extremely stench.
"Girl, they are too violent. They only want to kill people. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Girl, let's go first." Gardenia squinted her eyes and couldn't see clearly the direction of the ghost. Her body as a ghost was blind. .
"In that case—" Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "If it turns into ashes, don't blame me for being too cruel."
As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped up and directly reached the center of the soul-destroying bell. She was surrounded by ferocious-looking, bloody ghosts.
Dark blood dripped between them, attacking her. (To be continued)