"Hahaha, you damn bastards, get out of this world!"

Fei Shuo laughed strangely and wantonly, and struggled as if he wanted to break free from the ghost energy, but it was in vain, the ghost energy did not move at all, and nothing changed.

"No, it can't!"

There was a hint of panic in Fei Shuo's strange eyes.

"There is nothing you can't do. Being weak is your original sin."

Hua Wujue looked at it indifferently, and then a ball of golden flame enveloped it. From the burning flame, one or two crackling sounds could be heard from time to time.

Jin Yan was very happy and was enjoying this rare delicacy.

"Let 놖 go, please, 놖 is willing to sign a contract with you again, 놖 will eliminate 놖's will, give 놖 another chance, please, give 놖 another chance!"

Fei Shuo twisted and struggled strangely, roaring at the top of his lungs.

"No, you're wrong. It's not us. It's another one."

Hua Wujue smiled slightly, and the speed of the golden flame increased again. Along with Fei Shuo's weird screams, groups of silver-colored substances like silk threads were drawn out.

"Cui Jue, come here."

Accompanied by a light shout.

Cui Jue was like a gust of wind, holding the Book of Life and Death, and stood aside respectfully.

With the help of some kind of power, the Book of Life and Death automatically broke away from Cui Jue's body and flew into the air. Then, it moved without wind and began to be read quickly.

A majestic and ancient will descended.

This is the will of the government.

Even if there is only a trace of will contained in the innate treasure of the 눓 Mansion, it will have an absolute suppressive effect on its 놛 plane.

The only one who can manipulate this will is its master, Fengdu Emperor, Hua Wujue.

The government's will was intertwined with these silver threads, and in less than a moment, they were completely integrated.

The ghostly mist in the sky was also slowly dissipating, and the moonlight above my head tilted down completely for the first time.

Looking at the fat monster again, he seemed to have lost all his consciousness, just like the blood monster, and could only repeat mechanical rules.

[The principal requires you to return to the classroom, otherwise you will be punished]

Fei Shuo had a pair of strangely bulging eyes, staring at Hua Wujue and his group with a sluggish look.

"Okay, Cui Jue, you go back first. I'll call you later if there's anything else."

Hua Wujue nodded.

The origin of the world has been obtained, and we are one step closer to the next plan.

Thanks to this idiot, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to get the anchor of the Weird Lord Universe.

Unless the Six Paths Millstone is here, unfortunately the millstone cannot be removed now.

The construction of the channel cannot be interrupted.

A ghost story game where one person can dominate.

There is absolutely no need to give up before the Six Paths of Millstone is completely opened. The moment the Six Paths of Millstone are completely opened, it is time for the Supreme War to begin.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."

Cui Jue smiled slightly, bowed respectfully, and then slowly disappeared into the air.

"How does it feel?"

Hua Wujue turned his head to look at Armin.

Armin, who witnessed the whole process, had shining eyes. His light blue pupils were like the sea, emitting the color of the sea.

“Unbelievable.”

Armin told the truth.

In the twenty-six years of living on Blue Star, all the scientific research results obtained were not as many as those gained from this incident.

It can be said that Hua Wujue is equivalent to opening a door to a new world for you.

Behind this door, there is a gorgeous and colorful scene that makes people unable to stop and linger.

I can't help it, I can't wait, I want to unveil the mysterious veil behind this door immediately!

"Before that, I think you should help those idiots in there."

Hua Wujue looked at 놛 with a half-smile, as if he could see through 놛's heart.

"Yes, I will."

Armin did not deny it and came to the staircase.

The classroom that was originally empty reappeared, and the house number 405 lay there quietly.

Armin opened the door and walked in.

Entering with him was a fat and strange figure.

The classroom door was not big enough for it to pass through completely, but somehow, Fatty Shuo's body seemed to be covered with countless lubricants, and many oil stains came out to help it enter.

Fei Shuo went in strangely.

However, a patch of yellow corpse oil was left on his face.

For a moment, the stench was so overwhelming that it was unbearable.

In the Qingteng Ghost School, the monsters that were summoned by Fei Shuo were rampaging and killing everything within their sight.

It was as if the restrictions of the rules were gone, and only the killing intent towards living things remained.

That's right, it was that fat monster that triggered the will of the plane, causing this sudden monster to break free from the constraints of the rules.

Inside the campus, screams were heard faintly.

That direction seemed to be the girls' dormitory building.

The cries were gradually fading away until they could no longer be heard.

“Click.”

Hua Wujue snapped his fingers, and a bright yellow flame appeared.

After the burning of the strange forest and the strange fertilizer, Jin Yan's growth rate has been greatly improved.

Although it is not as strong as the fairy flame, it is much stronger than ordinary fire.

"Go ahead."

Hua Wujue said softly.

Soon, the bright yellow flame rushed towards its food impatiently, like a child who had received permission from his parents.

All the weirdness on campus will become its target.

Hua Wujue had no intention of interfering, as the world had lost its value.

It is better to turn into food and provide it to Jin Yan.

Hua Wujue did not enter the classroom, but went to the rooftop of the teaching building, sat on the edge, hung his legs, and looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

His inky eyes were pitch black, deeper than the night itself.

I will continue to participate in the ghost story game.

Every scene of a strange story game is a strange dimension.

In this plane, everything is decided by 놘놛.

Perhaps, during this time, I can cultivate something extraordinary.

"That's right."

Hua Wujue seemed to have thought of something, and in an instant, a rattan chair woven with rattan appeared under him.

This is grandma's rattan chair.

Another ringing finger.

A simple TV appeared out of thin air, quietly suspended in the air.

"Give me a socket hanging in the air and a bottle of 82 Lafite."

Hua Wujue ordered.

[According to your needs, a total of...0 ghost coins are required! ]

A socket appeared, suspended in mid-air.

Hua Wujue plugged in the TV, and after a flash, the image on Lao Wang's TV gradually became clearer.

What is reflected above is the situation in classroom 405.

“This is life.”

Hua Wujue lay on the rattan chair, the sweet dew entering his throat and sliding down to his abdomen.

Looking at the crescent moon, my eyes were a little dazed.

A few moments ago, it seems like yesterday,

He also grew from a ghost messenger to a supreme being...