Coco stood up from the sofa in confusion, standing in front of the broken wall with bare feet, her face full of confusion:
"Where's dad? Where did such a big dad go?"
Looking at the big hole, Keke became confused:
"The wall is broken. Will my sister-in-law be angry when she comes back?"
I picked up a piece of cement and tried to piece it back together. As expected, I succeeded. A supernatural feeling emerged and the piece of cement was directly mounted on the wall.
Seeing this scene, Coco was immediately delighted. She knelt down and started picking up cement blocks, and then spliced them on the wall one by one. She never tired of it.
She felt that when her father came back, he would definitely praise her when he saw her repairing the wall.
"Hey, Coco is so smart!"
Coco smiled and worked harder to repair the wall.
But at this moment, in the wiring room at the headquarters in Dajing City, Shen Liang looked at a piece of news in his hand with an extremely strange expression:
"The person in charge of Dajiang City, Lin Qian, was attacked in Dajiang City? Who is not afraid of death?"
Shen Liang couldn't believe it, who could be so ferocious that even a starving ghost would dare to attack.
"It crashed through seven or eight buildings and then disappeared."
Shen Liang silently put down the information sent by the Dajiang City Armed Brigade and Fire Brigade.
He suddenly felt that something was going to happen.
"MD, I hope everything is fine in Dajiang City, otherwise we will be in trouble."
Shen Liang quickly left the wiring room with the information. He had to inform the minister quickly. Lin Qian was not worried. He was just worried about Dajiang City and the changes that would come next.
In this era, we can no longer bear too much.
"It's been such a troubled time. It's only been so long since Yingjing's side was destroyed, and something went wrong again."
"You can't let people live anymore. What are you doing every day? Isn't it good to have the strength to deal with supernatural events? What's the point of fighting?"
Shen Liang left the wiring room with some toothache.
Zhang Xianguang's actions made the entire headquarters nervous. If Lin Qian died, big problems would arise.
And according to known information, the bride who destroyed Yingjing has left Yingjing and is currently missing.
It was suspected to be related to the attack on Lin Qian, so the headquarters immediately contacted the person in charge of Dajiang City, Fang Chengshi, to learn about the relevant situation. However, he was told that everything was normal and there was no need for headquarters involvement.
In this regard, the head of the headquarters said that we should wait and see what happens.
Compared to the headquarters, the rest of the people are relatively calm.
In a grocery store, a middle-aged man who was flipping through a book looked up in surprise and then suddenly realized:
"Have we started? Let's see who will win this time, Zhang Xiaozi and Lin Xiaozi. If Zhang Xiaozi wins, let me handle the marriage. If Lin wins, let him handle the marriage. Anyway, it will be the same in the end.
"
The middle-aged man shook his head and continued to look at the book in his hand, staring at a name that appeared and disappeared on it, feeling a little headache.
"I don't even know when this ghost came out. How can I contain it if it's like this?"
The middle-aged man has a lot of headaches. Some things are difficult for him to handle. It's not that it can't be done, but it's just not worth doing.
"Forget it, wait and see in two days. If the situation is not bad, then lock him up. If it is too bad, let him go first and wait until the supernatural power fully recovers."
The middle-aged man was thinking this in his mind, looking a little helpless.
In a conference room at the headquarters in Dajing City, Mr. Qin stared at a place in a daze. His body was constantly filled with supernatural powers. It took a while before the inexplicable supernatural power dissipated.
It was at this time that Wang Xiaoming, who was sitting next to the conference room, saw that Mr. Qin had finished, pushed up his glasses and said:
"Mr. Qin, how is the situation?"
Mr. Qin shook his head and did not answer Wang Xiaoming's question. Instead, he stared at a gold box placed on the table with dark eyes.
Things are a little unexpected, and Mr. Lin is in some trouble...
Seeing that Mr. Qin was silent, Wang Xiaoming did not dig into the matter. Mr. Qin was unwilling to say that he had his own intentions.
Yingjing, except Lingshe, the safe house has fallen into darkness at this moment, and the cracks that filled the whole room have long disappeared.
The bride in red was nowhere to be found, and even the mirror was gone. Everything seemed to be back to its previous state, and even the darkness that shrouded the entire sky had faded a lot.
Looking from the street, you can vaguely see a hint of gold, and the terror of the ghost realm is diminishing, but this is no longer important.
Dilapidated houses and buildings, old and collapsed roads, dead green plants, and evil ghosts wandering around the city. Even if the Cunning Bride leaves here, the place will still not be the same as before.
A dead city is no better than hell...
Closer to home
Under the pitch-black sky, the green flames reflected a strange light, rendering the entire sky into a ghostly state.
Dilapidated cities, collapsed buildings, and overgrown streets are full of cracks.
A rusty and broken traffic light is covered with grave vines...
With a rumble, a twisted figure appeared on the cracked road, and a coldness filled the air instantly.
card, card, card
The bones were rubbing, Lin Qian's face was extremely gloomy, and his twisted arms returned to normal. Lin Qian got up from the ground and stared at the taxi parked not far away.
The pale green light kept flashing.
Beep, beep, two rapid horn sounds sounded, and with a bang, Lin Qian flew backwards.
"What the hell, it's never over!"
Lin Qian appeared next to the taxi door in a blink of an eye, her body flashing green and red, directly reviving her injuries. Lin Qian stared at the old taxi, pulled open the door, and forcibly removed the person sitting in the driver's seat.
The devil pulled it out and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Seeing that the taxi had lost most of its supernatural powers due to the lack of a driver, Lin Qian kicked it to the ground, unable to help but feel angry.
With a flash, Lin Qian came to the trunk of the taxi that had been kicked over. Lin Qian tore open the trunk and grabbed a fierce ghost from inside.
He swallowed it in one gulp without even hesitating, and Li Gui had no ability to resist.
After doing all this, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young students, it's not good to have such a big temper. Being angry can harm your health. You need to be calm."
At this moment, on the roof of an unfinished building, a middle-aged man with green will-o'-the-wisps burning and a blood-stained sword in his hand was looking over with a smile.
Lin Qian's face suddenly became gloomy, even gloomier than before. He looked up at the middle-aged man, with fire in his eyes. How could he not understand who did what happened before?
"Zhang Xianguang, you old guy, I didn't come to find you, but you came to me instead."
"Good, very good, great, great."
Lin Qian stared at Zhang Xianguang, and a blue-red ghost realm filled the air. In just an instant, the entire sky turned blue-red.
Lin Qian appeared on the tall building behind him in a blink of an eye. Looking up at the will-o'-the-wisps burning in the sky, a scene that made Lin Qian unbelievable appeared.
Above the sky, green will-o'-the-wisps covered the entire sky, a bright moon appeared, and with the help of the fire, green stars appeared one after another.
The sky at this moment is like the sky in the North Pole, as if there is an extremely exaggerated Northern Lights crossing the sky.
Weird and absolutely beautiful.
Lin Qian's face was gloomy and his expression was very ugly. The ghost realm of ghost fire and ghost paintings could not be suppressed. This also meant that Zhang Xianguang could use the ghost realm.
Zhang Xianguang came prepared.
"Young man, don't be so angry. Look at the sky. Isn't it much prettier than your lifeless ghost realm?"
Zhang Xianguang looked at Lin Qian with a smile, but his eyes were very calm. There was no trace of pride, but only vigilance. The green flames burning on his body were beating constantly, which was extremely strange.
Just as Zhang Xianguang finished speaking, dozens of figures carrying swords and burning will-o'-the-wisps appeared on the tall buildings around Lin Qian. At the same time, they slashed in Lin Qian's direction with their swords, neatly and without any hesitation.
Lin Qian's eyes shrank slightly, and starving ghosts appeared one after another in the blue-red ghost realm, and Lin Qian's body was instantly shattered.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xianguang was a little surprised, but then he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, and a red umbrella instantly appeared in the hands of a starving ghost.
The red umbrella opened and the starving ghost disappeared. At the same time, red raindrops fell from the sky.
In less than a moment, it started to rain heavily. Zhang Xianguang's expression changed. Looking at the extinguished will-o'-the-wisps on his body, he knew that he had made a miscalculation this time.
But even so, his expression only changed, and he didn't think Lin Qian could kill him directly.
Looking up at the green patch of green, Zhang Xianguang smiled and wiped the blood from his face, not paying attention to the various supernatural beings mixed in the rain.
An umbrella as dark as ink appeared in his hand. Zhang Xianguang opened the black umbrella, and the will-o'-the-wisp that had been extinguished on his body slowly rekindled.
At the same time, a black umbrella also appeared in Zhang Xianguang's hand, and the extinguished will-o'-the-wisps on them began to burn again.
"Lin Qian, you can't kill me, and of course I can't kill you. How about we sit down and have a chat? Maybe we can become friends."
"You will definitely be very interested in my plan. Why don't you listen to me?"
Zhang Xianguang stared at the hungry ghosts around him and slashed out with his knife. One hungry ghost was chopped into two pieces on the spot.
Seeing that the starving ghost that he cut in half turned into a puff of smoke in just a moment, Zhang Xianguang knew that something was not going to happen.
The remaining dozens of Zhang Xianguang looked very calm, slashing at the hungry ghosts who were approaching them without flinching at all.
The flashing red light on Lin Qian's body, the vivid painting on the red umbrella in her hand, the rippling water, and the bride's skirt swaying slightly under the peach tree, are extremely beautiful.
He didn't respond to Zhang Xianguang's words. He already knew his plan and was not in the mood to listen to him again. Lin Qian stared at the dozens of Zhang Xianguang in silence, feeling very surprised. With a flash, Lin Qian disappeared.
In situ.
When he appeared, he was already behind Zhang Xianguang who was holding a black umbrella. At this time, Zhang Xianguang was slashing at a starving ghost with a knife, and the will-o'-the-wisps on his body were very strange.
Lin Qian fiercely reached out and strangled his neck.
Katsa
I only heard the sound of broken bones. Zhang Xianguang, who was wielding the knife, shrank slightly, and his heart was full of surprise. When?
But before he could figure it out, his body instantly turned into nothingness, and the sword and black umbrella in his hand also disappeared into Lin Qian's hands.
Lin Qian's eyes suddenly dawned, and she already understood what was going on. This thing was the same method used by Zhang Xianguang at the post office.
It's just that Zhang Xianguang here is far stronger than that in the post office.
Lin Qian's eyes narrowed and he disappeared instantly, less than a second after Lin Qian disappeared.
The place where Lin Qian was before instantly began to collapse, and dozens of smooth, mirror-like cuts appeared on it.
Boom, boom
The building fell to both sides, and more than a dozen dilapidated high-rise buildings collapsed.
Zhang Xianguang held a black umbrella and looked at the mess with a calm expression. The tall buildings disappeared in his eyes without a trace of smoke and dust.
The blood rain was still falling, and the sound of the collision of chains sounded in the ghost realm. It was clear and sweet, and very touching. However, when Zhang Xianguang heard the sound of the collision of chains, his childish voice shrank to the smallest size.
"Woe! How did he get this ghost!"
Zhang Xianguang suddenly turned around and slashed, and a supernatural force suddenly appeared. Suddenly, a collision began, and a red umbrella appeared in front of Zhang Xianguang's eyes.
Zhang Xianguang was so shocked that he was about to die. Sure enough, at the next moment, the red umbrella pierced his body and lifted him up directly.
Lin Qian looked at Zhang Xianguang expressionlessly without saying a word.
Looking at Lin Qian's indifferent expression, Zhang Xianguang laughed and grinned.
"just began."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xianguang's body turned into nothingness, and even the big knife and black umbrella did the same. Lin Qian's eyes suddenly realized that this was also a fake.
"Some of them are hard to kill."
Lin Qian disappeared on the spot, avoiding the attacks of dozens of Zhang Xianguang.
The blood rain fell even harder, but in less than a moment, the blood rain had turned into a rain curtain, and the visibility was no more than three meters.
The smell of blood fills the air, blood water gathers, puddles appear one after another, and the puddles gather into pools. It won't be long before the entire dilapidated city will be submerged in blood, and a blood lake will appear.
Then everything will become simple.
Lin Qian clenched the red umbrella in her hand, a cold feeling appeared, and a red umbrella suddenly appeared in the hands of starving ghosts.
Open the red umbrella, and the painting of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the umbrella begins to move. There are ripples on the lake, the mandarin ducks are playing in the water, the lotus flowers are swaying, the peach trees are swayed by the wind, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the wind is flowing.
Standing under the peach tree, the groom is dressed in elegant and elegant clothes.
What a beautiful peach, its beauty shines brightly, I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals...
Blood rain fell from the sky, and the starving ghosts disappeared into the blood rain. Zhang Xianguang looked at this scene and remained silent.
The knife in his hand was swung at someone unknown, and there was no one around except them. Under the rain curtain, Zhang Xianguang walked out of the darkness one by one, his expression changing.
But then, a dozen Zhang Xianguang suddenly turned into nothingness, and the remaining figures shrank slightly, and they all raised their swords to chop away.
The rain was so heavy that the sound of the rain covered up the sound of the building collapsing.
Several streaks of blue-red smoke appeared and then disappeared.
Seeing this scene, the other figures suddenly realized that it could still be cut. Thinking about it this way, they thought wrong.
So they swung their knives and began to chop at random. The big knives lightly sliced through the air. The unfinished buildings were cut in half and collapsed to the ground. A stream of green and red smoke appeared.
But even so, there are still many figures that turned into nothingness. This is a normal situation. Invisible enemies are always the most terrifying.
Not to mention that there are still such infinite enemies, but it doesn’t matter, they are also infinite. As long as the lights don’t go out, they will always exist and continue to exist.
Lin Qian, holding a red umbrella, stood very far away, observing this scene with a clear mind.
"The lights will keep appearing as long as they go out. Zhang Xianguang has good methods. Chaos will be of no use to them. This is unexpected."
Lin Qian kept looking around, looking for those lights. According to the original work, Zhang Xianguang had a total of seven lights, but looking at the current situation, it was obvious that there were more than seven, or more than twenty.
"You have to find a light, or you can wait for the ghost blood to flood the whole city. Anyway, there is no rush, I can afford it."
Lin Qian disappeared on the spot, dodged the slashing knife, and ignored the tall building that fell in the blood.
The bloody water at this moment is almost as high as half a building. It won't take long before the entire city's buildings will be submerged. By then, Zhang Xianguang will have no place to hide even if he wants to.
If someone could look down here from above at this moment, they would see a scene they will never forget.
It was a dilapidated city. The high-rise buildings inside were constantly collapsing, splashing countless blood and water, forming a rain curtain and constantly washing the city.
Figures holding black umbrellas and holding broadswords in their hands, with green flames burning on their bodies, were constantly waving the swords in their hands.