She frowned, and angrily picked out her ears.
Then he said, "Stop arguing, there are no ghosts here at all!"
Although her cultivation talent is not high, the ability to exorcise ghosts and catch demons is engraved in her blood.
If there is really a ghost in this hospital, I can feel it as early as when I was at the door.
And if a ghost appeared, how could it possibly hide from his own eyes.
So the only possibility is that these people all saw hallucinations just now, and because I was held in Shangguan Hong's arms, I didn't see anything.
"Then who were those people just now?" Luo Yuanrui asked tremblingly.
"It's just an illusion given to you by evil cultivators. Your realm is not high, so naturally you can't see through it. Similarly, ordinary people can't see through it, so victims come to this hospital one after another." Luo Liyan shrugged. Shrugging his shoulders is an understatement.
There were still people who wanted to ridicule her for being such a waste, but when they didn't see it, their eyes fell on Shangguan Hongxiao, and the doubt was instantly explained.
At this time, it was no longer important to them to lose face, and everyone rushed to Luo Liyan's side, trying to find some sense of security.
Seeing them standing like this, Luo Liyan didn't say much, and continued to walk towards the depths of the hospital with Shangguan Hongxiao.
Occasionally, they could still see someone passing by, smiling and saying hello to them, so scared that they only dared to look at Shangguan Hongyu.
A group of people soon came to a lounge, Shangguan Honglian stopped, quietly looking at the closed wooden door.
"arrive!"
He said lightly, and immediately made those people realize what kind of person was behind this door.
Their faces became very ugly, and they took two steps back in a very spineless manner.
Luo Liyan glanced at them contemptuously, but Shangguan Hongxiao didn't care.
It is normal for these people to be afraid, after all, the evil cultivator inside is about to break through the realm of fusion.
The coercion he exuded was enough to make the group of trash behind him kneel down.
"You're finally here? I haven't seen you for 600 years, I thought you were dead!" The other party's voice was joking like a friend, and the wooden door slowly opened at this time.
The lounge had already been cleaned up, except for a huge chair facing the door.
A man in a black robe sat there, looking gloomy.
It's just that his face is hidden in the wide brim of the hat, and his appearance cannot be seen at all.
"It's just that I didn't expect that after such a long time, I would eventually die by your hands!" The other party chuckled resignedly, without any taste of joking.
This startled the people behind Shangguan Hongxiao, who started guessing his real identity.
Six hundred years... and the kung fu is still so high...
Everyone thought of a person at the same time, but they immediately rejected this idea.
Six hundred years ago, if the ancestor who crossed the robbery on the mountain in the outskirts of City B succeeded, how could there be no news at all for so many years, and let those evil cultivators occupy his aura-filled house for nothing.
And even if he is so lucky that he can't die if he fails to cross the tribulation, it will be even more difficult than the first time if he wants to cultivate.