At Your Command, Miss Ghost

I've been a courier for over three years, delivering many bizarre packages. Now, I'm here to tell you about some little-known incidents involving the delivery of human ashes!

That day...

Chapter 229: Perfect

"Ahhhhhhh!" Lao Shafa screamed.

His neck was tightly grasped by King Ming You, and his body floated in the air. King Ming You actually strangled Lao Sha, who was as strong as an ox, and then ferociously threw Lao Sha's body down from the air, and at the same time his own body also fell sharply.

boom!

After Lao Sha's body hit the ground, King Mingyou followed suit, his knee slamming firmly into Lao Sha's chest. A crisp sound spread deep into the tomb, echoing for a long time.

I was shocked. Regardless of whether Lao Sha's body was injured or not, King Mingyou fell from a height of dozens of meters and hit Lao Sha's chest violently with his knee, and then there was a cracking sound. Could Lao Sha's sternum be broken?

I didn't think much about it. I saw King Mingyou strangling Lao Sha again and making him float in the air, trying to repeat the brutal scene just now. My sister and I were both scared. Damn, Lao Sha would be thrown to death!

"Sister Madam!"

“The old way!”

I nodded in understanding. The so-called old method of the brothel owner was to let me attract the attention of King Mingyou and draw his hatred. When the time was right, the brothel owner would swing her steel rope to trap King Mingyou. Once he was trapped, it would be easy to deal with.

Thinking of this, I gripped the Seven Star Sword and rushed forward quickly. At the moment when King Mingyou was strangling Lao Sha and trying to float in the air, I jumped up, aimed at King Mingyou's arm that was holding Lao Sha, and slashed down with a sword.

Puff!

The Seven Star Sword blew away hair and sliced ​​through iron like mud. With a stream of blood spurting out, I immediately chopped off King Mingyou's arm, and Lao Sha's body fell to the ground. Zhang Haitao rushed over from behind and helped Lao Sha to a safe place to bandage his wound.

I didn't pause for a moment, brandishing the Seven Star Sword as I continued to confront King Mingyou. Although I had cut off one of King Mingyou's arms, soon after, the bloody wound began to wriggle, and a new, white, tender arm suddenly grew out, shocking me!

This guy's muscles can actually regenerate!

King Mingyou stretched his newly formed arm and said with a smile, "Five hundred years of longevity skills, and there are still such benefits." As he said this, he focused his gaze on me and said with a fierce look on his face, "I'm not satisfied yet, kid, take my move!"

Suddenly, King Mingyou transformed into a dark shadow and appeared in front of me. He was like the king of the underworld, with a pair of sharp claws that fiercely grabbed my face. If I were to be scratched by his claws with nails as long as swords, I would be disfigured!

He decisively raised the Seven Star Sword to block it.

bite!

King Mingyou's claws touched my Seven Star Sword, creating a sharp metallic sound, and my arm went numb. His strength was too great, and I'm afraid I'd be no match for him if I just went for it... Oh, I could use words to seduce him, making him reveal a flaw, giving me a chance to fight back!

I gritted my teeth, fighting and retreating, saying, "A man who has been dead for over five hundred years is actually resurrecting to scare us living people."

Sure enough, my words made him angry: "What did you say?" He suddenly slapped down with his claws.

I quickly raised my Seven Star Sword to block it. Clang! However, the terrifying power of King Mingyou still pushed me back a few steps. My arms were getting more and more numb, and I felt like I was about to die.

"I say, you have been dead for more than 500 years, so don't come back to life and scare us living people!" I said breathlessly.

"I have lived for over five hundred years because I practiced the art of longevity. I am not pretending to be dead! I am a living person!" King Mingyou refuted my words with all his might. His face was filled with anger and he became more and more agitated. It was clear that the order and speed of his attacks became slow and disorganized.

It works!

I dodged his claws, then, seeing an opening, launched a surprise attack with my sword. King Mingyou hurriedly parried his blow, but the Seven Star Sword pierced his thigh. As I pulled the blade free, a stream of blood spurted out. A living being would have been severely weakened by such a spurt of blood, but King Mingyou remained unscathed. The bloody hole I'd pierced with the Seven Star Sword healed quickly after a few squirming movements.

This regenerative healing ability is terrifying. Even if I cut him into pieces, he can regenerate and heal in a moment. How can I fight him? It's a complete waste of energy.

I shook my head and ignored it. I said aggressively, "That's ridiculous! What kind of bullshit immortality technique requires killing 999 people to create a bloody corpse field before practicing? Yours is clearly an evil technique that harms others and yourself. Not only did you kill 999 people, you didn't even know you were killed."

King Mingyou was furious. "Nonsense! That old fellow told me there's only one immortality skill in the world. I must first kill 999 people, use their flesh and blood to create a bloody corpse field, and then confine me in an ebony coffin, immersing me in the bloody corpse field. Even if hundreds or thousands of years pass, I will still be alive! You just said it's been over 600 years since the Ming Dynasty, and I've lived for over 500 years. This is the best proof of the immortality skill!"

I asked, "Who is this old fellow who taught you this evil skill? Is he still alive?"

"I don't need to tell you, but you slandered my longevity skill as an evil skill. This is a serious crime. I must punish you severely!" King Mingyou said angrily.

"If you don't tell me, I won't know. That old guy died a long time ago, right?" I sneered, "He's already dead, and he's still teaching you the Longevity Kung Fu? If the Longevity Kung Fu is so good, why doesn't he practice it himself? It's obvious that it's not a longevity kung fu, but an evil kung fu that harms both others and oneself!"

King Mingyou refuted: "He was killed by someone, not by nature. This has nothing to do with the Changsheng Gong!"

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