Chapter 110 Modern Supernatural 14

"Hahahahahahahaha..."

Qi Hai almost roared to the sky.

"I succeeded! I succeeded!"

"Next I will be the number one in the world of Heavenly Masters! Hahaha!" "

Shut up for being

so noisy." 'Zhou Zhile' lowered his head, the strands of hair around his ears obscuring his expression.

Like a corpse that had not moved for a long time, 'Zhou Zhile' raised one hand, and the friction between the bones made a "crackling" sound, which was indescribably creepy.

Drops of blood were still dripping from the fingertips of his right hand.

In response, 'Zhou Zhile' shook his hand without any feeling, and a series of low laughs came from his throat:

"You are really overestimating your own abilities."

"Hey, Zhou Zhile, what are you talking about?"

Qi Li frowned, trying to stop Zhou Zhile's sudden convulsion.

At this moment, they were at a disadvantage and could not provoke Qi Hai anymore.

Hearing Qi Li's cry, Zhou Zhile just turned his head and glanced coldly at Qi Li's position.

The scarlet right eye flashed with an ominous red light, as if he had instantly fallen into hell, and the biting cold wind made people feel cold all over.

Qi Li was frightened and took a half step back.

Zhou Zhile grinned: "It turns out to be the little girl of the Qi family..."

Now, even if the few people were slow to notice, they could see that Zhou Zhile was wrong.

Nan Rui took a step forward, stretched out his hand to block Qi Li behind him, blocking Zhou Zhile's inquiring gaze.

"Don't say anything first."

Nan Rui turned his head and whispered to Qi Li.

It was obvious that the person possessing Zhou Zhile was not a good person.

He had a guess in his mind...

Seeing that the coffin had not moved at all except for being opened, Qi Hai threw himself to the side of the coffin, unable to believe that his formation had failed.

"Smelly boy! Did you do something to it?!"

Qi Hai pointed at Zhou Zhile, "My formation cannot fail! Absolutely impossible!"

"It must be you!"

"You did something!" "

Tsk——"

Zhou Zhile sneered disdainfully.

"With this thing of yours, you still want to wake me up?"

"What?!"

Zhou Zhile slowly raised his hands and raised his head, as if looking at a weak ant.

"Bang——"

Qi Hai's body flew backwards, his back hit a tree trunk hard, directly breaking the thick trunk at the waist.

"How is it possible..."

Qi Hai spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest, and widened his eyes:

"You are...you are..."

Before he finished speaking, he flew dozens of meters away.

"Did I allow you to call me by my first name?"

Zhou Zhile looked impatient, with a hint of disgust, and pushed all the broken hair on his forehead to the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead.

"Shi Heng..."

A faint voice came from nowhere.

"Tsk..." Zhou Zhile turned around and his eyes fell on Nan Rui.

"Nan Rui, didn't you say not to provoke him..."

Qi Li winked at Nan Rui crazily.

Damn! I really didn't say anything!

Facing Zhou Zhile's unfriendly eyes, Nan Rui's alarm bells rang in his heart.

Even if he had some suspicions in his heart, he would not dare to run into the muzzle of the gun even if he had a hundred courages!

"It's me."

A white figure appeared quietly.

Zhou Zhile's pupils shrank.

"Junior Master!" Nan Rui shouted in surprise.

"Ah Heng."

Nodding to Nan Rui and facing Zhou Zhile, Mu Guishuang's tone was flat, and no emotion could be heard:

"Don't you allow me to call your name?"

Zhou Zhile lowered his head, and the scarlet in his right eye quickly faded, and a wisp of black mist dissipated.

"Ah? What are you doing?"

Zhou Zhile raised his head in a daze and looked at the messy scene. He touched the back of his head without knowing it:

"Are we... saved?"

"Um... my eyes hurt... my hands hurt..."

Zhou Zhile blinked. His right eye felt like it was being pricked by needles and it hurt a lot. His right wrist was still bleeding and the bleeding had not yet completely stopped.

"..."

Mu Guishuang was silent for a full minute, then came to Zhou Zhile and touched his head.

"Nothing."

Looking at Nan Rui who hadn't reacted yet:

"Nan Rui, help Zhile bandage the wound."

Turning her gaze to Qi Hai who was beaten completely incapable of movement and the coffin in the center, Mu Guishuang's eyes turned cold:

"I'll go deal with things over there."

"Are we done now?"

Qi Li, who had no idea what was going on, ran to Nan Rui, and looked at Mu Guishuang with curiosity:

"This is your junior uncle. Seeing is believing. He looks very powerful!"

"And what exactly happened? Do you know something?"

"The name Shi Heng sounds so familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere..."

"Was Zhou Zhile just possessed by the guy named Shi Heng?"

"Sister, please stop talking and let me calm down and sort out my thoughts."

My mood tonight was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and now I was hit even harder by Qi Li's series of questions.

"Wait a minute, shouldn't we go look for Brother Qi Ming?"

Zhou Zhile covered his wrist with gauze to stop the bleeding and raised an important question that was ignored by several people.

"Oh..." Qi Li slapped his head: "I almost forgot about my brother!"

"Why hasn't my brother come yet? Is he really in trouble?!"

Logically speaking, those ghost things can only delay Qi Ming for a while, they won't still be there at this time, right?

"Qi Ming is fine."

Mu Guishuang casually threw Qi Hai, who was lying dead on the ground, aside.

"I'll let him go back and rest first."

"Oh, that's good, that's good..."

The three of them were like three good students in front of Mu Guishuang, and they bowed their heads and said yes.

"Uncle Junior Master, what should we do with this man?"

Nan Rui squatted down and stretched out his hand to poke Qi Hai who was thrown to the ground mercilessly.

It was so late, the ground should be quite cold.

The tense nerves finally relaxed, and Nan Rui's thoughts drifted.

But this man deserved it, bah!

"Take him back and hand him over to the Tianshi Association for trial."

"What about the coffin?"

Zhou Zhile raised his hand and asked.

"...I'll take it back."

Take him home.

"So the formation really didn't work, right?"

Qi Li looked down at the blood-stained ground under his feet.

"No."

Mu Guishuang's mouth curled up lightly with a slightly sarcastic smile.

"Using living people as sacrifices to try to resurrect people in the underworld is against the moral order of heaven and earth. Even if it succeeds, it will not be able to escape the retribution of cause and effect."

The last sentence was almost murmured:

"Besides, it is an incomplete technique, how can it be effective..."

"Hey, little master, do you know all about this?" Nan Rui sighed.

"My elders don't know much about it, I didn't expect you to be involved in this!"

Qi Li looked at Mu Guishuang with admiration.

"No, I just know more about this."

After all... he had thought of this before.

Mu Guishuang shook his head and changed the subject:

"Don't tell others what happened to Zhile for the time being."

"Huh? So what happened to me?"

Zhou Zhile raised his head and blinked.

The parties involved said they didn't know what happened.

"You saved our lives, my brother and I won't say much."

The situation was urgent at the time, and the condition of the ghost attached to Zhou Zhile was unclear. If Mu Guishuang hadn't arrived in time, who knows what would have happened.

Qi Li knew what was going on and patted his chest to assure.

Mu Guishuang nodded lightly and stroked his left eye.

The burning sensation had not subsided.

Although Shi Heng walked very fast and his breath was well restrained, Mu Guishuang still clearly sensed his presence.

Unexpectedly, the two of them would meet again in this way.

The Ghost King is born, and all things are destroyed.

Mu Guishuang quietly pondered the prophecy circulating in the Tianshi world.

Could it be you?

Shi Heng.