They couldn't win a fight.
There's no escaping it.
She desperately wanted to destroy herself right then and there.
She would be willing to have her soul scattered.
It's better than being provoked by a human being.
At that time.
The night was very dark.
Dark clouds suddenly obscured the moon.
An endless, thick darkness.
It is a darkness that even dawn cannot penetrate or cut through.
Yan Jiu stopped in the wide area that was half-enclosed by the wards and looked up at the large clock in front of her.
The hour hand always points to 12 o'clock.
Not a penny more, not a penny less.
She glanced around at the ward where the "atheists" were staying, her eyes darting around, and she was about to pretend to step inside.
A reddish plant sprouted from the ground.
The originally harmless root swayed and suddenly revealed a gluttonous posture, rushing straight towards Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu immediately jumped away.
They hid behind the red-clad ghost.
Yan Jiu covered her eyes: "How scary!"
The red-clad spirit pierced by the root: "!?"
Yan Jiu neither dodged east nor west.
They deliberately hid behind the red-clad ghost.
In the end.
Yan Jiu looked at you with a scrutinizing expression, as if you were examining a rare object: "Plants becoming spirits is quite uncommon, and those that devour Yin spirits are even rarer. I'm getting more and more curious about how you came to be~"
The red-clad ghost had a ferocious face.
Before it was split into pieces by the rhizome.
The red-clad spirit was angry at herself for being greedy.
If she was able to escape the nightmare, why did she come back?
This moment.
The spirit's three souls and seven spirits were devoured.
All resentment vanished.
The red robes that symbolized power have lost their crimson hue, and she has become an ordinary white-clad ghost.
Yan Jiu praised, "This is not bad at all, not bad at all."
Her words were full of sincerity.
This made the already fragile soul of the Yin spirit even more fragile.
Yan Jiu looked at the root like a referee: "Uh, did it go easy on you?"
White-robed ghost: Could it be because I am powerful?
Yan Jiu looked disdainfully at the root that had grown much stronger after eating: "Come on, give it the middle finger."
The white-robed ghost shook its head frantically.
She was not instigated by Yan Jiu.
And make an uncouth and irritating gesture.
Upon seeing this.
Yan Jiu's gaze gradually softened, and her words became increasingly gentle: "If you can't do that, I'll demonstrate how to fry a ghost with breadcrumbs right here and now."
final.
Encouraged by Yan Jiu'ai.
The white-clad spirit nervously raised its middle finger toward the root.
rhizome:"……"
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