Wait for the ghost to move, or for a strong swordsman to arrive, tear the ghost apart, and temporarily restrict the ghost's movement.
Yuan Haoxun felt extremely anxious. The strange incident occurred too soon, just over a month. No one knew how these ghosts were born and what could be used to effectively restrain them. Moreover, the underworld organization had just been established and the manpower was already limited.
Seriously inadequate, it was still the most terrifying ghost, and he immediately felt regretful that he had shot himself in the foot.
Why did he come to block the road at this time? Well, he admitted, it was due to his inner pride and sense of superiority, but this was... so unfair!
"We must work together to have a chance of survival!"
Yuan Haoxun took a sharp breath, glanced at Qi Yunfei, looked at Su Qinian, and said: "This is a ghost, a kind of terrible weirdness. There are evil spirits lurking. Everyone else is separated. The three of us are gathered together."
Together, we must work together, otherwise we will be killed by evil ghosts, and we will not be able to live in peace after death."
"Ghost? That's a legendary thing. How could it exist?"
Qi Yunfei shook her head, feeling that this was nonsense, especially in the practice of swordsmanship. You must cut off delusions, fear, and laziness. Otherwise, you would not even dare to walk at night. There is no talk of invincibility and the will of swordsmanship.
"The unknown is frightening, don't you understand? This is a strange incident that has just emerged. The Dragon City Center has blocked the news to prevent major turmoil and affect people's livelihood and stability."
At this juncture, Yuan Haoxun couldn't care less about any news being leaked. His life was gone, so what else could he talk about in the future? The two people in front of him were not weak, and the ghosts had isolated the others. He could only survive by joining forces with Qi Yunfei.
Hold on until someone strong comes to the rescue.
As for how certain he was, Yuan Haoxun was confused. He had no idea at all.
Qi Yunfei looked at him coldly. These days, some lighting effects can completely achieve the scene in front of her. Coupled with her acting skills...
"There is a ghost."
The two words rang in her ears, calm and sure. Qi Yunfei's thoughts came to an abrupt stop. She was a little stunned and a little unbelievable. She turned to look at Su Qinian: "Teacher Su, is there really a ghost?"
This really impacted her worldview. If it hadn't been Su Qinian who spoke, she would never have believed it.
"The ghost tribe, which practices ghost ways, involves death and the soul. It has natural restraint against ordinary creatures."
Su Qinian's tone was calm, as if he was explaining some basic common sense. Yuan Haoxun was dumbfounded and asked in surprise: "Which aristocratic family are you from?"
He didn't know these things. The other party must come from a powerful family. If he didn't have certain connections and voice in the underworld organization, it would be impossible to know such detailed information.
"Let's go."
Su Qinian ignored him and just walked straight onto the empty road.
"Hey! Don't you know you can't wander around? It will attract the attention of evil spirits. If you get caught, you will die!"
Yuan Haoxun was a little anxious. Why had he never heard of a big family named Su? Since this person knew the existence of ghosts, how could he not know how scary ghosts were and still be so reckless? In the past month or so, there were so many people from aristocratic families.
The master did not believe in evil, so he walked wantonly among ghosts, trying to kill ghosts, and finally died an untimely death, without even knowing how.
The most important thing is that there are rumors that there are sword master level experts among them.
Qi Yunfei glanced at him, hummed slightly, and followed him.
"Wait for me!"
Yuan Haoxun did not dare to hesitate. Three people were better than one. This was not the time to care about status and demeanor.
The sky is gray, the streets are gray, and there is not even the sound of wind, but the temperature is plummeting. This kind of chill is different from the seasonal changes. Yuan Haoxun can't help but shrink his neck, and his bones are trembling a little. This coldness
The breath seems to be pervasive.
Clang! Clang!
"what are you doing!"
Yuan Haoxun was startled, stared at Qi Yunfei, and whispered: "You will attract ghosts!"
Qi Yunfei retracted her finger from tapping the fire hydrant and felt a little uneasy. It was true. Look at the shops on both sides of the road. Those selling nougat, mobile phones, jewelry, fashionable women's clothing, milk tea shops, etc. were all empty.
One person can see endless darkness at a glance. This is definitely not something that current lighting technology can achieve, nor can stereoscopic projection.
Suddenly, she glanced at the window of a brand store. In the slit of the gray sweater, there seemed to be a pair of gray-white, bloodshot eyes staring at her.
"ah!"
She exclaimed, and Yuan Haoxun's whole body was covered with chills. He arched his back like a frightened cat, staring at her and saying, "What's wrong!"
"Someone is staring at me in the window!" Qi Yunfei's tone trembled slightly, and she stretched out her finger to give him guidance.
"Where? I didn't see it."
Yuan Haoxun felt bad. He saw nothing in the window except a few trendy gray sweaters. This was probably a common hallucination among ghosts. You thought someone was peeping, but in the blink of an eye there was nothing there.
, this is the ghost distorting your sight, which also explains something...
You are being targeted by a ghost.
In fact, the horror came faster than expected. He turned his head again, and there were still the figures of Qi Yunfei and Qi Yunfei in front of him. He was the only one left on the empty road.
A cloud of gray-black mist spread from the end of the road, and there was the sound of footsteps. Soon, he saw a person, or rather, an old man wearing a white shroud.
It was so quiet! So quiet that only the footsteps of the old man were left. The gray-black body was dry and cracked, exposing the dark red flesh, but there was no trace of blood. On the expressionless face, a pair of pale eye sockets were hollow, so hollow that they seemed to be swallowing people.
soul.
"Damn it!"
Yuan Haoxun gave a low drink, and the cold breath became heavier as the old man in shrouds approached. Even though he was a newly entered high-level swordsman with strong blood, he could feel the stiffness of his muscles. If he continued like this, he would not wait for a long time.
If this evil spirit takes action, he will freeze to death and become a puppet at the mercy of others.
"kill!"
He shouted violently, and his whole body was full of energy and blood. A large amount of white mist rose from his body, which temporarily dissipated some of the coldness. With a clang, he drew his sword out of its sheath. The sharp blade was reflected, but the figure of the old man in shrouds was nowhere to be seen.
laugh!
He took a few steps and crossed more than twenty meters. The blade of the sword was bright, and he breathed out a red sword energy that was about a foot long. There was a wave of air that was cut, but it was silent, and it slashed towards the neck of the old man in shroud clothes.
Sonic Knife!
It belongs to the field of professional high-level swordsmen. Beyond the sound barrier, the light of the sword comes first.
There was a soft pop, without any obstruction, the gray-haired head flew up, and the headless, skinny corpse fell forward.
"how come……"
Yuan Haoxun was a little stunned. Is a ghost so weak? He was decapitated with just one stab. He couldn't see far away. The old man's head fell to the ground. The fracture was smooth, but there was no blood. It was empty, as if the body had been hollowed out.
The man's face was facing him, with dark purple lips on his old face, as if he was smiling.
Looking at those empty eyes, Yuan Haoxun's whole body tensed up instantly: "Not good!"
His whole body froze, and he saw a pair of hands as dry as chicken feet grabbing his feet. The cold breath instantly invaded his limbs. The knife in his hand could no longer be grasped and fell to the ground with a clang.
Can't move!
Yuan Hao's eyes were splitting, and he had never felt so desperate at any time. His skinny hands seemed to contain great strength, twisting the soles of his feet and turning them in the opposite direction, first into a straight line, and then back.
close together.
squeak……
Severe pain hit, and you could hear the screams of the leg bones twisting to the extreme, and the tear glands secreted a large amount of liquid involuntarily. Everything in front of you began to become blurry and dim, leaving only a little white light, like the rising sun at dawn.
Wait, that's...
Before Yuan Hao could turn his thoughts, the bright spot in his hazy vision suddenly burst into brilliant light, as if the bright sun had fallen from the sky and filled the whole world.
hot!
It was as if I was immersed in a hot spring, the cold air was swept away, the tears evaporated, and what entered my eyes was a flash of white firelight. There was no old man in a shroud, and only a wisp of green smoke rose from his feet.
, quickly dissipated into nothingness. (The Supreme Road is not easy to write, so I dare not be careless. Thank you all for your support along the way. I also hope that book friends in Hubei can survive this disaster safely.)