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Chapter 229 Yin Wind

The wind suddenly picked up and got stronger and stronger, but strangely, the fog on the cemetery was not affected at all, and even the grass under our feet did not move at all.

I frowned, this wind is not simple, it seems to only affect us!

At this time, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the three of them had already fallen to the ground. I also quickly pretended to lie on the ground.

The fierce wind was still blowing, and the head catcher Liang Zhuang had already inserted his bone-white left hand into the ground, and the other two guys also grabbed everything they could in front of them.

But even so, the fierce wind has become irresistible. It feels like something is tearing us apart and trying to pull us into the mouth of a giant beast.

Even I felt a little unable to resist now. I silently mobilized the power of winning hook in my body, and my ten nails suddenly lengthened and penetrated deeply into the soil.

"Something's wrong, Lord Catcher, there's something wrong with the wind!" the short Yin Zai in front of me shouted loudly.

In fact, he didn't need to say it. Everyone knew that something was wrong with the wind, because the wind seemed to have a special ability. When it blew over, it seemed to be tearing at your soul, as if it was trying to tear it out of your body.

"This is the evil wind from the underworld!" At this time, Liang Zhuang, the catcher next to me, said through gritted teeth.

"Impossible, how is this possible? How can he control such a fierce wind!" He kept talking, as if talking to himself.

I glanced at him, Yin Feng, of course I knew.

Yin wind is the wind of hell. Of course, it also exists in the Yang world, but it only appears with the ghosts. This is how the word "Yin wind gust" comes from.

Of course, the evil wind formed by the ghosts in the Yang world is incomparable to the evil wind in the underworld.

Only the evil wind can move the soul, because this kind of wind is stimulating to the human soul. Of course, the general evil wind is very small.

But today, in this cemetery, within this small area, the scale of this dark wind can be regarded as a hurricane!

Damn, what's going on? How can that guy control such a fierce wind?

I lay on the ground, resisting such a strong wind, even I felt a little tired.

"Ah, I can't stand it any longer!"

At this moment, the short man in front of me yelled, and a black shadow floated out of his body, but his body remained in place.

That guy had been blown out of his body by the evil wind.

The short ghost rolled gurglingly and then came to me.

I had no intention of saving him, but the guy grabbed a handful out of instinct and just caught my ankles.

I looked back and saw the guy holding me tightly, hiding behind me, and actually stabilized himself.

I frowned and wanted to give him a kick and kick him away, but I hesitated and took it back.

I have a good impression of this guy, but he can't be that cruel.

At this time, the tall Yin Zai in front also let out a scream, and his ghost was blown out, and then rolled towards the back.

In panic, he grabbed the head catcher Liang Zhuang by his ankles.

But it was obvious that that guy was not as kind-hearted as me, and he kicked it in without hesitation.

The poor tall Yin Chai let out a scream, and his ghost soul was directly swept up by the violent wind, and then instantly shattered into pieces.

I looked at that Liangzhuang. This guy was ruthless and ruthless. He even kicked his own men away without hesitation. There was no way he could stay.

The fierce wind blew for who knows how long, and finally slowly stopped.

I retracted my nails and climbed up on the ground.

The short and sinister ghost floated for a moment, returned to his body, knelt down in front of me with a pop, kowtowed heavily to me, and said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace."

I nodded to him and didn't feel awkward accepting his thanks. If it hadn't been for me just now, he would have been blown away by the evil wind just like his companions. I am his savior and I am worthy of his two words.

Size.

I glanced at Liang Zhuang next to me. He was still lying on the ground, panting heavily, and his face became even paler. It was obvious that he was exhausted from resisting the evil wind.

After a while, he got up, looked at me suspiciously, and then asked: "What happened just now? Why are you okay?"

I knew that he had noticed my difference, but I had no intention of explaining anything, because I had already decided to kill this guy, and I was too lazy to explain to a guy who was about to disappear completely.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he stared at me closely and said in a deep voice: "I'm asking you a question!"

I turned around and just smiled at him. This guy really doesn't know how to live or die. You are looking for death yourself.

"Brother, the head catcher is asking you a question." Seeing this situation, the short Yin Cha next to me reached out and gave me a hand.

In his opinion, we are shady, and the other party is a catcher and our superior, so that guy is not someone who can be easily offended.

But I ignored him and looked ahead.

At this time, the wind stopped and the fog faded. I saw the figure under the tree in front of me again. It was Zhou Li, the traitor from the underworld.

But for some reason, Liang Zhuang was obviously very weak at this time, but Zhou Li did not step forward to attack, but looked towards this side, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The aura on your body was very strange just now. Who are you and how did you become such a sinister person?"

At this time, Liang Zhuang took a step forward and stared at me closely, with a hint of panic in his expression, and a hint of murderous intent that could not be concealed.

I glanced at him and understood why he had such an expression, and why Zhou Li didn't come over.

I used Yinggou's power just now. Although I was very careful, the two of them were old men from the Netherworld Sea and were Yinggou's subordinates. They were much more familiar with Yinggou's aura than the Yin God in the underworld, so this time

I already had doubts about me.

Liang Zhuang's eyes were staring at me tightly, and the white bones of his arms were shining brightly. I knew that if he felt that there was anything wrong with me, he would immediately kill me.

"Lord Head Catcher, don't be like this. This brother has just been a gangster for a short time. He doesn't understand the rules of the underworld very well. I will teach him a lesson from now on." Seeing the murderous intent on Liang Zhuang's face, the short gangster stood next to me.

in front of.

I know he is very afraid of that guy, after all, he is just a shady guy, while the other guy is a head catcher, with different levels and very different strengths.

But now he stood up without hesitation, which moved me a little.

"Who do you think you are!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Zhuang raised his bone-white left hand, opened his palm and grabbed the top of his head!


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