"He died, and the only one who is our uncle and nephew in the fifth branch is left."

Things on Lang Qing were still going on. He was kowtowing, giving up his last trace of dignity, grabbed Li Congrong's trouser legs, and kept bowing.

But none of these are useful. Li Congrong never looked at him from beginning to end. He always looked at Ji Li.

Ji Li was looking at Dong Yuan, and the gun in his hand was very steady. He sneered as Li Congrong said.

"Isn't this the initial deal between you and me? Now it's only the last step away."

"Yes, it's a step away..."

Li Congrong, the iron-blooded store manager, turned around silently, his pale hair was blown up by the wind, and a trace of sadness appeared on his tough face.

After all, he was old and his body was hunched irreversibly, but at this moment he forced himself to stand up.

He never looked back and tore his coat hard, revealing the black soft armor without any defense in front of him.

"Get out of here, I'll open the way for you."

After saying this, Li Congrong kicked an evil ghost in front of him and rushed into the vast ghost tide.

...

"Woooooo!"

Lang Qing's call for help was still echoing, and the voice became smaller and smaller. He knew that he had no hope.

Originally, Shi Dalu's sun hat was already on top of his head, just as he knelt on the ground and begged.

Dong Yuan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and did not dare to look again. She returned to Chang Nian and others and headed towards the road ahead.

With Li Congrong leading the way, the road ahead once again made progress, and the last one to walk away was Hong Fu.

At the end of the team, only Ji Li and Lang Qing were left behind.

The gun was pressed against Lang Qing's forehead, and the cold touch made him feel that it was no different from the aura of a ghost.

Looking at the hated and fearful face, he no longer dared to ask for help or shout.

“Start it.”

Ji Li was coldly like an executioner dealing with a death row prisoner, the difference was that he used a gun but not a knife.

Lang Qing knew he was powerless to resist, so he slowly climbed up to the brim of his hat with his hands, and Ji Li's slender figure reflected in his eyes.

There is resentment and despair in the eyes.

"You have three seconds left, otherwise I will break your legs first and leave you in the center of the ghost tide."

Ji Li glanced at the team in front of him. He was already four or five steps behind and there was not much time left.

After saying this, he suddenly saw some illusory hope burst out from Lang Qing's eyes. In an instant, he understood and shook his head slightly.

"I will not die with you in the ghost tide. When you lose your ability to move, you will become a priority."

Lang Qing couldn't speak, but all his thoughts were completely seen through by Ji Li.

Faced with such an enemy, it is really difficult for ordinary people to have the desire to fight with it, or they cannot even struggle.

Everything about you has been plotted to death by him.

"If you really hate me, remember my face, and you may come and chase me and kill me after you become a ghost.

Now in this second, if you don’t start, I’ll shoot.”

Ji Li couldn't wait. He ignored the three-second appointment he had once said, pulled his index finger to the trigger, and issued an ultimatum.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Lang Qing's eyes turned into endless resentment at the moment before his death, adding all the insults he had suffered to that emotion.

No one could hear clearly what he was saying, but Ji Li roughly guessed that he should be taking him to hell together.

Half of the sun hat turned into ashes in Lang Qing's hands, forming gray-black fragments, splashing on his face and body.

Lang Qing's originally vivid face, bloody color, was quickly leaving the scene, and at the moment when it was stained with ashes, it became a combination of pale and blue gray.

At the same time, the strong body and muscle tissue are rapidly depressed, and only the skeleton is still kneeling.

The eyelids drooped weakly, and the cervical spine could no longer support the weight of the head. It crunched and sagged and died.

In an instant, Lang Qing became a dry corpse that knelt on the ground and died.

However, this state lasted for only half a second, and almost as his head drooped, he raised his head again.

But those eyes that opened again were only white, and there was no trace of their pupils.

he……

No, it should be it now.

The moment it stood up again, it was no longer the cowardly Lang Qing, but a truly terrifying ghost.

And it is the dead corpse under the nameless valley during the store manager's mission!

...

For Ji Li, it is not important whether Lang Qing will still have the obsession with killing him after he becomes a ghost.

Because he knew that even if Lang Qing, who had transformed into a ghost, would still chase him, the ghost tide would help him intercept him.

Every minute and every second after the transformation of ghosts begins, the enemies of the clerks become their allies and helpers.

The sin of the store manager's mission is a terrible level that cannot be compared with ordinary star missions.

Lang Qing now seems to have extremely strong abilities.

Even though the clerks had escaped for a long time, they could still hear the most severe situation in Lang Qing on the rear.

Countless ghost tides rushed to it, and even some of the ghosts passing by the clerks had already regarded them as nothing.

This made Ji Li feel a little surprised.

From this situation, we can see that these ghost tides seem to have some discipline, and are definitely not the stragglers he once thought about.

So, where is this place where such a large number of ghosts gathered here?

No one can answer Ji Li for this question.

It is worth celebrating that Ji Li's plan is very effective. In front of him, Li Congrong opened the way, and behind him, Lang Qing turned into ghosts. The ghost tide is no longer threatening to them.

"You won't let me turn into a ghost, right..."

Dong Yuan dared not talk to Ji Li like that anymore, she seemed to have discovered a problem, a mistake in her own thinking.

Ji Li is not afraid of sinful things. At the same time, as the store manager, he has the same weapon that can kill living people.

For Dong Yuan, no matter how many sins she possesses, unless she is extremely despicable like Li Congrong, she is still just a small role in front of Ji Li.

Hearing Dong Yuan's words, Ji Li sneered in his heart.

From the moment she handed over the sin to this woman, she was dead, but the ending would depend on the situation.

Ji Li did not answer Dong Yuan’s question, at least she still has some usefulness now.

The Wheel King is coming, although he is not afraid, he has rarely seen signs of uneasiness in his heart.

This is a sense of confusion about the future and a sense of future crises.

What Ji Li couldn't worry about was that he didn't know whether this crisis came from the powerful wheel king or Li Congrong ahead.

Both can kill him, and they will kill him again and again...

The giant blood thunder in the sky suddenly appeared again, and the silver ribbon on hand was about to reach its end.

The whimpering sound of the ghost tide has already stopped, and the road ahead is unobstructed.

With the scarlet light, Ji Li saw a Yin Mountain, with a cliff towering into the clouds, and the iron chains in all directions wrapped around the mountainside, as if they were trapped in the haras.

The entire Yinshan stood in front of him, like a Taotie monster, staring at the visitor fiercely. The thunder sounded like its low warning, and no more step forward.

Hall 10 is located on the top of the Yin Mountain, surrounded by an abyss that cannot be seen. The thin fog starts from here and I don’t know where it will spread.

There is only one road leading to the Tenth Hall of Yinshan.
Chapter completed!