In the distance, firelight and lightning flashed, illuminating the endless darkness.
Mingzhuo returned when the fire went out, with a ghost floating beside him.
"Xiaxia!" Zhao Zitao and the other two immediately became excited.
Xia Wei has clearly recovered, but his soul power is extremely weak.
She stopped and said, "I can't go any further."
Then he turned his gaze to Zhao Zitao, the girl with straight hair and the girl with the shark clip, and bowed to them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to harm you. The Lord of the Ghost Realm has controlled me... The souls of those who die in this building will be controlled by it to harm others."
Zhao Zitao hurriedly asked, "Xiaxia, are you alright now?"
In the darkness, the female ghost seemed to smile, her eyes filled with endless melancholy.
That person is very, very good, but unfortunately she carries too much on her shoulders.
Even if they weren't separated by death, it would be difficult for them to be together.
Her life was already a mess, and no matter how much she struggled, it was all in vain; she saw no hope.
If you cling to someone, you'll only drag them into the abyss. It's better to let go, part ways peacefully, and each find their own happiness.
Xia Wei: "I'm fine. This place is completely out of the control of the ghost realm. I'm going to report to the underworld."
She paused, as if listening intently to something, and her expression suddenly changed.
"You all have to be very careful, I can feel it coming down very soon."
The female ghost took one last look at the human world, then retreated into the darkness and disappeared.
"Xiaxia!" Zhao Zitao was heartbroken and almost rushed out of the elevator, but Tang Zhen stopped him.
"Are you out of your mind?" Liao Hongxia scolded.
Zhao Zitao said, "I'm sorry." But the tears that were welling up in his eyes rolled down his cheeks, so he had to turn his head away to wipe them away.
Both the straight hair and the shark-hair style were also feeling uncomfortable, and the atmosphere became somewhat somber for a moment.
Cai Wenhua frowned: "Can you please put away your feelings of life and death? Didn't you hear her say that the Lord of the Ghost Realm is coming down!"
At the same time, the elevator started shaking again.
Mingzhuo had previously severed the Ghost Lord's control over the elevator, and now it's clear that the other party wants to regain control.
A chilling atmosphere, so cold it seemed one could exhale white mist, permeated the cramped elevator space. In the reflection of the elevator car, the charred demons slowly approached the outside.
It can even smell the stench of a burnt corpse.
Mingzhuo covered her nose with her hand, and when she realized that this method was not working, she almost became furious.
Seriously, I'm speechless. Can't they at least tidy up these things and put them in a presentable way? They're so ugly and smelly, it's really disgusting.
Suddenly, several hands attacked from above. Those hands were almost tangible. Tang Zhen raised his sword to slash at them, but the impact made his arm go numb. He couldn't hurt those hands at all!
Mingzhuo swung his peach wood sword and chopped off all those hands.
The host quickly flattered, "A true master's skill is immediately apparent; you're amazing!"
Mingzhuo: "No, there's no way to kill them all. This thing is just trying to wear me down with a war of attrition."
Sure enough, soon more hands reached out from the top of the elevator.
They kept slashing like that, and the number of hands kept increasing. And for some reason, those hands, which initially only appeared at the top of the elevator, gradually moved to the sides of the car and seemed to be extending downwards, as if they were breaking through Mingzhuo's seal inch by inch!
No one could laugh anymore. In such a small space, no matter how powerful Mingzhuo was, could he protect everyone?
After chopping for a while, Mingzhuo suddenly said, "Qiaosong, Tang Zhen, lend me your strength."
Before Tang Zhen could figure out what was going on, Ming Zhuo had already stepped on Qiao Song, who was squatting on the ground, and used the momentum to leap onto Tang Zhen's shoulder. He then used his sword to cut off the ventilation fan at the top, crawled into the hole, and climbed onto the top of the carriage.
Everyone: "!!!"
Wow, that's awesome!
As if they knew what she was about to do, those ghostly hands attacked even more frantically.
Mingzhuo chuckled, "I've found your lair."
Without even glancing at the ghostly hands frantically attacking her from above, she raised her hand and with a flick of her fingers, severed the fastest few hands.
At the same time, he threw the peach wood sword out. The sword flashed with a cold light and flew towards the bottom of the elevator car, shattering a human-shaped stone sculpture below with a single strike.
A strange, fishy stench immediately filled the air.
The attack of those hands suddenly slowed down, as if they were struggling and howling in extreme pain.
"You bastard, how dare you!" A man appeared at the elevator entrance above. Although he was dressed in modern clothes, he had an effeminate appearance and looked particularly sinister.
He was both shocked and furious. "How dare you! Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know, I'm not interested. I'm not here to make friends with you." Mingzhuo caught the peach wood sword. "I'm here to bring you a lunchbox."
So you ugly thing, hurry up and get your lunchbox and go offline!
Lord of the Ghost Realm: "Delivering food? Those people? I think you're quite good-looking. If you're obedient, I can marry you as my principal wife and the one inside as my concubine. I guarantee you'll enjoy endless wealth and luxury."
Mingzhuo never expected that this ugly thing was actually uncultured and didn't even know what a boxed lunch meant!
"You little devil, how dare you covet that young girl?" Mingzhuo was furious. This ugly thing had actually harbored such thoughts for so long.
The Lord of the Ghost Realm laughed immediately: "You won't allow me to take a concubine? You certainly have a fiery temper, but jealousy is one of the seven grounds for divorce. You two entered the house at the same time, so you must treat each other like sisters."
Mingzhuo's eye twitched. Where did this thousand-year-old zombie come from? It has such an inflated sense of self-importance.
"Ugly freak, I'm here to kill you!" She lightly touched the ground with her toes and thrust her sword forward.
The Lord of the Ghost Realm hastily retreated, his face contorted in disgust. "Since you disobey me, I will kill you and refine your soul. Then you'll only be fit to be a concubine."
He truly coveted Mingzhuo's face; how could he not have tasted such a beauty before, which was unworthy of his current status?
As for the one inside... he certainly couldn't let go of it either.
Mingzhuo: "Shut up, you're burning my eyes!"
The peach wood sword blade silently extended, and even though the Lord of the Ghost Realm dodged quickly, his skin was still cut.
He stared in horror at the wound, where countless black wisps surged, yet none of them could heal.
Without hesitation, he ran towards the upper passage, his figure shifting unpredictably, until he reached a certain floor, opened the elevator door, and disappeared.
Mingzhuo climbed up the elevator rope and chased after it.
It was pitch black all around. After taking a few steps, Mingzhuo suddenly realized that something was wrong with the ground. It seemed to have turned into a swamp, and he gradually sank into it.
The space here is very strange. It's as if we've left the building and entered a wilderness, with a smell of dirt mixed with the stench of decay in the air.
Mingzhuo grabbed something, picked it up and looked at it; it turned out to be a skull.
Scattered in the darkness were many white objects; they turned out to be human skeletons.
This swamp has swallowed countless people; no wonder it stinks so badly.
Countless ghostly figures gathered on the adjacent bank, laughing strangely as if welcoming new friends.
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