"My lord, Xie Wei has cleared nine worlds, and will soon enter the tenth world. He is resourceful, ruthless, and together with Pei Sheng and others, I am afraid that there is a real possibility of success."
Fang Tian's evil spirits whispered, this Xie Wei is really amazing, he actually touched the boundary.
However, all the ghosts know well that the so-called rules of Fang World are simply a big cake. As long as the people who are absorbed in, they are not allowed to leave here for life and death, there is no such thing as customs clearance at all, it is just to deceive players.
Only then did Fang Tian raise his head out of boredom, Xie Wei, this name is a bit familiar.
The phone's screen was on and off, on and off, and he was distracted sadly thinking: What is Yuechu busy with? Why don't you chat with him? I've sent several messages with no response, which is really worrying...
If not stuck here...
Anger flashed in Fang Tian's eyes, the yellow talisman around the black door trembled slightly, and the alarm bell rang loudly, ready to go.
All the ghosts lowered their heads, unable to lift their heads due to the turbulent evil pressure.
Fang Tian glanced at the big ghost coldly, there was no warmth in his voice, as if the decision was not a living human life, but a small stone.
"Then find a chance to kill him, remember, things have to be done seamlessly, otherwise..."
His eyes were indifferent, but the unfinished meaning in it made the big ghost tremble, and he pressed his forehead to the ground respectfully, promising to make things perfect.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Fang Tian straightened up quickly as if he had been injected with chicken blood. Because of being too nervous, the evil spirit on the door rippled outward like ripples, and the ghosts couldn't even keep their bodies under the pressure, and lay down on the ground with difficulty.
"Are you busy? I just took a shower and I'm fine. Do you want to play games together?"
Along with this message, there was also a selfie of Yuechu, which could be seen to be taken casually in front of the mirror.
In the photo, Yuechu still has the fresh water vapor after bathing. Although his hair has been brushed, it is still wet, sticking to his smooth forehead, making his skin whiter.
He smiled slightly at the mirror, his eyes smudged by water vapor were rippling, and he looked straight at Fang Tian through the photo, almost suffocating him.
Two thin streams of blood flowed out from the pitch-black door, slowly dripping onto the ground along the churning nine-dragon pattern.
"Yes! I'm going online right now!"
It took Fang Tian, who was logging in, a long while to remember that there were people around, and immediately swept over with gloomy eyes.
How could a group of ignorant guys still stay here to disturb his two-person world!
All the ghosts ran away with their tails between their legs. Only the big ghost who reported just now said with chattering teeth, "I will definitely live up to my fate and kill Xie Wei and others in Fang Shijie."
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Fang Tian frowned, always felt that hearing such bloody words at such a beautiful moment was really shocking.
Caressing Yuechu's smiling and gentle face, his heart is not only peaceful, but also peaceful.
What's the point of fighting and killing? It's better for everyone to live in peace.
He waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, save his life first, but don't let him pass."
The big ghost was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the lord suddenly changed his mind, but it obviously made him a little at a loss.
He said loudly, "My lord, this..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was flattened to the ground by Fang Tian's evil spirit, and his cold eyes almost pierced his soul.
"You bastard with no eyes, if you say such unsightly words again, I'll break your neck."
The big ghost quickly nodded and said yes, he didn't dare to say anything, and ran away.
Only then did Fang Tian's mood clear up, and he happily led Yuechu to Kaihei.
While having fun, Yuechu's door rang.
He looked up at the time, it was past nine o'clock, who would come to him at this time.
"Someone is looking for me, wait a moment."
Fang Tian was stunned for a moment, and a sense of crisis immediately hit his heart. It's almost midnight, and someone came to the door? !
He immediately replied "yes", but quickly turned into an incorporeal body and slipped into Yuechu's room.
No, he is worried!
Yuechu opened the door and paused slightly, unexpectedly, it was the unexpected Huang Song and another Taoist who came to the door.
He smiled lightly, without moving his face, and said very politely: "Hello, what are the two priests doing?"
Huang Song saw that he was blocking the door and had no intention of letting in, so he had to stand on tiptoes and look in, wanting to see if there was anyone acting suspiciously.
Yuechu frowned slightly, moved her body to cover him tightly.
Huang Song smiled awkwardly, and stood back silently.
The old Taoist leader was quite dignified, he stroked his long beard lightly, and said with a smile: "I wonder if I can go in and talk about it?"
Yuechu raised his eyebrows, looking at the attitudes of these two people, if they were not allowed to enter, what troubles would arise.
He turned sideways, suppressed the deep thought in his eyes, smiled and stretched out his hand to invite the two to come in.
The old Taoist didn't make any detours either, and stared at Yuechu non-stop with his thickly wrinkled but piercing eyes, never letting go of his expression.
"I don't know if you have encountered any strange things recently?"
Yuechu chuckled, picked up the freshly made strawberry milkshake, and took a sip. The sweet and refreshing taste immediately dissipated the heat of the early summer and eased the mood.
"What is the strange thing that the Taoist priest refers to?"
The old Taoist priest: "For example, I always hear strange movements when I sleep, and I feel that someone is following me when I walk at night, and I lose my energy every day, and the whole person feels like being pressed by a stone and can't breathe."
Yuechu shook his head, pointed at his rosy face, a little amused: "The Daoist looks at me, why don't I look like what you said?"
The old Taoist stroked his beard, his gray eyebrows frowned, it was true. Except for a little blackness between her brows, Yue Chu didn't appear to be haunted by ghosts anymore. And he also looked at the room, and didn't see any ghosts.
What he didn't know was that the "ghost" he was looking for was sitting on the armrest of the sofa next to Yuechu, staring at him coldly.
The old Taoist did not give up, that talisman was not an ordinary object, and the ghost who could easily decipher this talisman was by no means an ordinary ghost.
He asked again: "Has fellow Daoist met anyone recently?"
Hearing this, Yuechu's expression finally changed, he seemed to hesitate, but he still shook his head.
The old Taoist's eyes lit up, knowing that there was a breakthrough. However, he could also understand Yuechu's embarrassment. After all, if a normal person hadn't experienced it himself, he might not believe it at all.
Fang Tian's complexion changed drastically, wishing to turn back time and strangle these two damned guys to death.
It's over, if Yuechu finds out his identity...
Fang Tian only felt that the sky was falling!
What is death by sight? This is the real death by sight!
Yuechu regained his composure, and chose to remain silent: "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary person, my daily life is very regular, and I haven't met any strange people."
The old Taoist smiled lightly, and did not continue to ask, but gave Yuechu time to think.
"In this way, maybe I was wrong. But fellow daoist, I'd better think about it these two days. That ghost is powerful, and I'm afraid it has the intention of causing harm to the world."
Yuechu's face became serious, struggle flashed in her clear eyes, but she still didn't utter a word.
Seeing that the old Taoist was about to leave, he simply stood up and opened the door to see him off.
It's just that his mind is confused, how long he can last depends on his mind.
The old Taoist stroked his beard proudly, and took Huang Song away with confidence.
Huang Song hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he scratched his head blankly: "Master, that person obviously has something to hide, why don't we ask?"
"Stupid boy, you can see it, but I can't see it? Because of this, we don't need to ask. That person has a pure mind, and he must not be able to bear the torment of his conscience. He will take the initiative to find him in two days. Come here and save us trouble."
Huang Song looked confused: Really
But seeing the master's triumphant expression, he shrank his head silently, and did not pour cold water on the master.
But perhaps the more innocent the person, the more accurate his intuition, Huang Song always felt that the gentle man with a smile on his face was not as kind as they imagined.
What the two of them didn't know was that while they were discussing, a pitch-black shadow had slowly gathered behind them, forming a sharp blade that wanted to cut them into pieces.
On the other side, when Yuechu closed the door, the worried look disappeared immediately, and a soft smile filled the corner of his mouth.
He picked up the clear bottle on the table and poured himself another milkshake. Open the bag of chocolate chip cookies next to it, pick one up and pop it into your mouth.
Leisurely laying down on the sofa, he picked up his phone and looked at it, and sent Fang Tian a "coming soon", then slid down to open the dialog box with red dots, and typed a line in a very embarrassed tone.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Xie, I really can't do this. Although I choose to cultivate in the floating world, I also want to do good. How can I do something so contrary to the laws of heaven."
Fang Wan sent a bunch of words over there, but Yue Chu directly blocked it, and didn't even bother to read it.
Seeing Fang Tian replying to him, he said again: "Okay, the matter is settled, let's continue the game."
And Fang Tian, who was about to crush the heads of the two Taoist priests outside, instantly recovered from his hideous ghostly appearance to a man. People didn't have time to recite, and started typing.
"Okay, I'm waiting for you."
Huang Song turned around sensitively, but there was only a long alley behind him, with winding stairs sandwiched between the low houses on both sides, spreading from the lamp into the darkness in the distance.
The white street lights nearby, the colored light signs a little further away, and the darkness extending to the corner are connected to form a road that turns from light to dark, as if leading to the depths of hell.
The old Taoist was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Huang Song crushed AJ who was under his feet uneasily, he always felt that there seemed to be something behind him just now.
The old Taoist rolled his eyes speechlessly, and slapped his apprentice hard on the head.
This little bastard is about to go to heaven, if there are any ghosts, then he should be the first to sense when it's this kid's turn to speak!
However, out of caution, the old Taoist still clenched the magic weapon in his hand and walked back with vigilant eyes.
Huang Song stood there tremblingly, scanning back and forth uneasily, and he was slightly relieved when he saw the master returning to his side.
"Master, did you find anything?"
The old Taoist knocked on Huang Song's back hard with the summoning bell, and found something, found a ghost... Ah bah, I didn't find anything!
"In the future, if you make such a fuss and become suspicious again, I will punish you to go back and copy the runes!"
With his hands behind his back, the old Taoist strode away angrily.
Huang Song had no choice but to trot to follow, muttering in his mouth to defend himself: "Doesn't this line of work mean you have to be suspicious..."
"You kid still dare to quibble, see if I don't beat you!"
"Master, please forgive me..."