The magical music playing on the desktop suddenly stopped.
The dancing ghost stared at the speakers, listened to Qin Nuo's words, lowered his head slightly, and remained silent.
The staff around were clearly busy with their work, but it was not difficult to notice that their movements were trembling slightly, as if they were panicking about something. They quietly distanced themselves, leaving enough space for the two of them.
The white silk ghost floated out and witnessed Qin Nuo's actions. She looked speechless and said, "Do you like these tricks so much?"
Qin Nuo didn't respond and continued to stare at the man.
At this moment, the dancing ghost raised his head, stared at Qin Nuo, and smiled: "You don't seem to have the key with you, who has the key?"
Qin Nuo was about to speak when the dancing ghost suddenly reached out and grabbed him.
The female ghost Bai Ling had anticipated this and took action one step ahead, but she did not trigger the conditions and just pulled Qin Nuo away.
Qin Nuo took out the Night Demon hunting rifle, aimed it at the dancing ghost's head, and shot decisively.
The bullet hit the dancing ghost's forehead hard, and his whole head shook. The bullet pierced his frontal bone and embedded itself in it.
The dancing ghost raised his head, then raised two fingers, pierced into his brows, took out the bullet, and bounced it on the ground with a crisp sound.
"This toy gun is useless."
As the dancing ghost stood up, a bad ghost aura spread out. He stretched out a finger and pressed the play button on the old stereo.
With a click, the magical music continued to play.
"From that night until now, only three people have touched my speakers. I cleaned them all and hung them on the door beam."
"You are the fourth."
He took out an axe from his waist, with a cold light flashing on it. The dancing ghost shook his head and twisted his body accordingly, looking at Qin Nuo as if he was looking at a piece of stone that had not been artistically carved.
“There is nothing more wonderful in the world than performing and enjoying art amidst beautiful music.”
The White Silk Ghost glanced at the Dancing Ghost and said calmly, "What a coincidence! I happen to be an art lover as well."
The dancing ghost stared at the white silk ghost, a sarcastic smile on his face: "Oh, then what is your art?"
The moment she finished speaking, Bai Ling immediately rushed out and tightly wrapped around the dancing ghost's neck. The brutal force of rules suspended the dancing ghost.
"What an idiot." The Bai Ling female ghost said lightly.
But soon, her expression changed.
The dancing ghost mysteriously broke free from the white silk restraints, and the moment it landed, it suddenly rushed towards this side.
The axe in his hand chopped down the white silk female ghost in an instant.
The female ghost in white silk retreated quickly, and the axe blade cut through the cloth on the dancing ghost's shoulder. Strange black flames were wrapped around the axe blade.
The white silk female ghost looked at the torn clothes on the shoulder, her eyebrows slightly frowned.
Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows: "Why is that?"
“It also has the power of rules.”
Another rule ghost.
Qin Nuo frowned and looked at the dancing ghost not far away, who was immersed in his own music and couldn't extricate himself. The axe in his hand was surrounded by black flames and was turning soulfully between his fingers.
"According to speculation, the source of this ghost is basically that old-fashioned speaker." Qin Nuo's eyes first fell on the most conspicuous speaker, which was the only characteristic of this ghost.
The dancing ghost twisted its body and looked at the white silk ghost with a sinister smile: "The power of rules..."
"But it seems that you are not fierce enough. Your white silk can't strangle me to death, but I can carve your perfect body into an even more perfect one!"
As he spoke, he swung the axe in his hand, and the head of a staff member who was following him flew out strangely, bringing up a fountain of blood.
Ignoring nothing, the dancing ghost suddenly jumped up, sending all the tables and chairs around it flying in an instant, with documents and papers flying all over the sky.
The employees screamed in fear and ran around in panic.
The dancing ghost directly attacked the Bai Ling female ghost. The axe in his hand made the Bai Ling female ghost feel a little scared, and she could only retreat quickly.
Qin Nuo did not help, but rushed towards the old-fashioned stereo.
The source of the ghost is the key!
Holding the Night Devil hunting rifle in his hand, Qin Nuo just made a move when the axe in the Dancing Ghost's hand changed direction and swung towards him.
Qin Nuo suddenly retracted his hand, and stuck the axe on the table. He looked at the dancing ghost, who grinned and said, "Very clever, but the source ghost thing, your ghost power can't even wipe off the dust on it."
Just as he finished speaking, the speakers released magical music, and the sound waves formed a terrible sound wave magnetic field. Qin Nuo was blown away before he could react.
The dancing ghost hummed a song and pulled out two axes from his waist. He looked at the white silk ghost and said, "Some people like to wear jewelry, but I like to hang beautiful heads on my waist."
The female ghost Bai Ling said nothing. When the dancing ghost started to charge, Bai Ling automatically rushed forward and wrapped around it to protect it.
But the power of rules carried by the axe tore the white silk by several inches!
"Wait until I defeat your power of rules, and then I will slowly tear this white silk into pieces."
"In this way, you're like..." The dancing ghost smiled grimly: "A butterfly without wings?"
Tear it!
The axe blade cut and tore the white silk, and the sound of silk tearing was particularly clear in the air.
This tearing was like tearing the body of the Bai Ling female ghost, as if bright blood was splattering, which inexplicably made people's scalp numb.
The dancing ghost no longer paid any attention to the female ghost Bai Ling and continued to destroy her.
The eyes of the Bai Ling female ghost gradually became cold. She raised one hand, and a hint of bright red appeared on the tips of her slender fingers.
The dancing ghost grabbed the cloth as if it were a trophy, then glanced at Qin Nuo over there. The latter was calm instead, sitting there with no intention of helping.
"Fly, don't you plan to run away?" The dancing ghost laughed sarcastically.
Qin Nuo was silent, then suddenly said, "I think it would be better if you were the one to run away now."
"Don't mess with women. This is what I've learned from experience."
While the dancing ghost was still puzzled by this sentence, his expression suddenly changed and he realized something.
He turned around suddenly and swung the axe in his hand in an instant.
But immediately afterwards, a hand in red reached out gently. The movements were gentle, but at the touch, an extremely domineering ghost power erupted.
The axe was knocked away, with cracks clearly spreading across it.
The dancing ghost wanted to retreat, but the hand was already on his neck, gently twisting and pushing, and his whole body flew out.
The dancing ghost stopped and his face changed slightly, discovering that his roar bones were completely shattered and his vocal cords were completely destroyed.
With a look of horror, the dancing ghost raised his head and looked ahead, his expression suddenly changed.
Under the halo of the incandescent lamp, the white silk female ghost wore a phoenix crown with sparkling lights on her head, a silk belt around her waist, a shawl on her shoulders, beautiful eyes, light makeup, and a brand new bright red skirt that extended down like a waterfall.
In front of the marriage lock, the broken bone curve is clear, and the eyes gradually become deeper under the eye shadow. The pupils change from brown-black to dark red, and the coldness and arrogance become more and more obvious.
It is obvious that the female ghost Bai Ling has put on the ghost wedding dress and holds two rules of power in her hands!
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