He Wangyao's voice was a little tight, "Ah, can I speak now? I... I don't know what to wish for."
Mingzhuo was also a little troubled. "Sigh, I have a lot of wishes. I don't know if I can make them all."
He Wangyao: "Your wish?"
"Yes, the train conductor didn't mention the scope of the wish. I just want to know if the gods here are really so powerful that they can grant any wish."
He Wangyao: "..."
Chu Yuqi's alarm bells went off. After all, she had filmed a variety show with Ming Zhuo and knew his style all too well.
Good heavens, is this person going to cause trouble again?
What exactly do you want?
Mingzhuo spoke calmly: "My first wish is that this train will stop immediately and never run again."
Chu Yuqi blurted out, "No way!"
Do you know where we are right now? We've been trapped in a time rift, and we're all going to die!
Mingzhuo then asked, "Can I make a wish that all the ghosts on this train will die?"
Chu Yuqi: "..."
This is a provocation, a blatant provocation!
He Wangyao keenly sensed an unusual atmosphere in the air, as if something had been provoked, her gaze vicious and fierce.
He nervously gripped the amulet, waited a moment, and whispered, "It doesn't seem to work either."
Mingzhuo's voice sounded somewhat regretful: "Then I have nothing more to say."
Chu Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "It's good that you shut up. Now it's my turn to make a wish. My wish is—"
"Since that's the case, I might as well kill you all myself!" The moment Mingzhuo opened her eyes, she raised her hand and with a flick of her fingers, she annihilated the group of ghosts surrounding her.
The change happened too fast and too suddenly. The ghosts didn't react for a moment and stared blankly at Mingzhuo.
How did this person manage to do it empty-handed?
However, they quickly realized what was happening, because Mingzhuo hooked the package next to him and took out a peach wood sword from it.
Mingzhuo looked at the carriage full of ghosts in front of him and said, "I told you you're all useless, ugly and incompetent. You can't even grant such a simple wish."
The ghosts were clearly enraged. They stared at Mingzhuo with a chilling gaze, their bodies becoming increasingly distorted, and they were about to pounce and tear his soul apart!
Mingzhuo always prefers to strike first, so why would he wait for them to make the first move?
The peach wood sword pierced out, instantly killing the foremost ghosts and monsters.
He Wangyao seized the opportunity to throw out a few exorcism talismans, which immediately triggered another round of wails.
In this situation, Chu Yuqi had no choice but to open her eyes and fight. Those ghosts didn't care whether she was an innocent bystander or not; they pounced on her and grabbed her.
Chu Yuqi initially wanted to fight alone, but soon found that she was no match for them.
These ghosts have been dead for countless years, their claws so solid they seem real, each claw carrying immense power.
She blocked two attacks, and not only was she severely corroded by the yin energy, but her heart was also shaken so badly that her blood and qi were churning.
How can you make washing so easy, as simple as chopping vegetables and cutting melons?
Chu Yuqi weighed the pros and cons for a second and decisively hid behind Ming Zhuo.
He Wangyao: "!!!"
This is his spot! That woman is shameless! She's trying to steal his leg and hug him!
Despite her anger, He Wangyao still insisted on throwing out exorcism talismans whenever she could find a spare moment.
Mingzhu killed half of the carriage, and the ghosts in the remaining half of the carriage looked at her with almost terrified eyes.
Is she even human? Doesn't she ever get tired?
Mingzhuo also found chopping very boring. If it weren't for training the diligent He Wangyao, she wouldn't have bothered to chop at all.
Seeing that He Wangyao was also panting, he simply threw out a Heavenly Thunder Talisman, raised his sword to draw the power of heavenly thunder, and cleaved the remaining ghosts in two.
The eerie flames quickly ignited, and the ghosts, men, women, children, and various other creatures, dressed in all sorts of different clothes, wailed in agony, their cries utterly miserable.
Suddenly, the front carriage opened, and the group of people who had disappeared ran back in terror. They were stunned by what they saw inside the carriage.
This scene looks like a one-sided massacre; it's too brutal.
Yu Shangyuan frowned: "How could you kill all these ghosts?"
Zhang Xian quickly squeezed forward, "That's right, not all ghosts are bad people. They're already pitiful enough, trapped on this train."
The two men's sudden act of kindness surprised Mingzhuo.
"In that case, you can communicate with these ugly things you brought back yourselves. I'm not going to bother with them anymore."
Yu Shangyuan's heart skipped a beat. What ugly thing did he bring back?
He slowly turned his head and saw that the connecting area between the carriages was crowded with ghosts, almost squeezing the doors out of shape.
They looked at him with a covetous yet eerie gaze, but also with obvious apprehension.
Mingzhuo took a few steps back, and their eyes gradually changed, as if they were about to pounce at any moment.
Those people felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. They searched several carriages, but the doors couldn't be opened until Zhang Xian sang, danced, and threw his magic weapon.
Who would have thought that so many ghosts were following them?
He Wangyao was speechless: "Have you guys stirred up a hornet's nest?"
Zhang Xian screamed in fright and ran to Ming Zhuo's side, crying, "Master, I was wrong, please save me!"
Yu Shangyuan also stopped talking and ran to Mingzhuo's side.
Needless to say, with so many ghosts around, it's obvious that staying with Mingzhuo is the safest option!
One of the photographers even thoughtfully found a good angle and said, "Master, don't worry, I promise I'll take beautiful pictures of you. No, you're already very beautiful!"
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