The scattered black ghostly energy began to condense again.
Bai Wen's eyes finally became serious, this is Ji Yongchuan's body.
Just now Ji Yongchuan suppressed his power in order to maintain his false appearance.
The ghost that becomes the main body is the most powerful.
The peach wood sword in his hand immediately pulled back, pushed back a few steps, and pulled out a red spell in the other hand.
Bai Weiwei was almost stepped on by him, so she could only move her body and hugged her uncle's thigh.
Then she continued to play her role, and blood and tears smeared her uncle's trouser legs.
The black qi became more and more, and a cold from the underworld swept in, and the black ghost qi finally turned into reality.
Ji Yongchuan's hand stretched out from the darkness, and his cold and snow-white arm was painted with red runes.
Bai Wen's pupils shrank, these runes...
Then after that hand was formed, it was his body. His youthful body had become mature and tall.
And his short hair became longer and longer, the long black hair fell to the waist, the blood-colored wide-sleeved robe, and the silver armor added to the body, like a battlefield general, returning home in blood.
After all the black gas was absorbed, Ji Yongchuan's true face was finally revealed.
Bai Wen and Bai Weiwei's uncle and nephew stared blankly.
This unfamiliar man (ghost) stepped out of the black fog, with a stern face, eyebrows drawn into the temples, a high nose and thin lips, and red eyes with a strange and evil feeling.
An aura of oppressing hundreds of ghosts greeted him.
What about the original face of the good ghost
It feels a few levels more handsome than before. What's the matter
Bai Wen was silent for a long time, then looked down again, and sure enough, he saw his silly niece, with pink bubbles in her eyes.
After letting her see the true face of the ugly ghost, the purpose of not daring to talk about ghost love is broken.
As a result, this ghost was so handsome that he couldn't beat the mandarin duck with a stick, but was beaten by a stick instead.
Bai Weiwei pursed her lips with tears in her eyes, looking at Ji Yongchuan with some doubts.
Ji Yongchuan lowered his eyes and slowly stretched out his hand, "Weiwei, come here."
He was going to take her away.
But this purpose was interrupted by a peach wood sword.
Bai Wen recited a few spells in a low voice, the red spell flew into the void, and his voice finally fluctuated, "You are... the ghost king."
Ji Yongchuan stared at Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei's expression really changed, she also knew that she was the sacrifice of the ghost king.
Although I don't know much, someone must have instilled in her that the ghost king wanted to kill her.
Before he could get close to her, Bai Wen had already rushed in front of him.
"It turns out that I have been disguised and hidden, no wonder I can't find you."
The red talisman slammed into Ji Yongchuan's body, the white peach wood sword slid across his fingers, and blood dripped out, just about to pierce the ghost king's body with a sword.
Bai Weiwei suddenly gasped in horror.
Bai Wen looked back and saw a black chain around her neck, and she was about to die.
Do you want to take her away
After this delay, an extremely cold black air penetrated Bai Wen's body.
Bai Wen stiffened and stared at Ji Yongchuan fiercely.
And his body also turned into a white paper figurine. He didn't come from his body, but only his shikigami.
Ji Yongchuan stared at Bai Wen angrily, but it wasn't his body, but a paper figurine with Bai Wen's mind.
The chain on Bai Weiwei's neck was also loosened.
She fell to the ground, clutching her neck, staring at the unfamiliar and terrifying Ji Yongchuan with some panic.
Ji Yongchuan took a few steps forward, Bai Weiwei couldn't help shaking, and her body shrank back.
He only felt that his heart was stabbed by a hot knife.
Sure enough, when her original face was exposed, she knew that she was a murderous ghost, and finally knew that she was afraid.
His eyes darkened and his steps quickened.
She kept retreating, and he was pressing step by step.
Finally, Bai Weiwei shrank to the corner and looked at him tremblingly.
Ji Yongchuan lowered his head and sneered, "Why, not called little brother?"