The gray fog dissipated for a moment, and suddenly a cold and sharp whistling sound rose from all directions.
It is so noisy that one cannot tell its exact source.
The thick fog quickly compressed and turned into smoke-like ghosts.
It has a head and face, three heads and six arms, and is vague, but it has no lower body...
It is hard to describe its specific appearance. Perhaps it is because it has no bones or flesh and has grown randomly, which is extremely challenging to the aesthetics.
Not to mention they are ugly, they are also crowded together and look very fierce.
Huge bloodshot eyeballs protruded from their sockets, with most of them exposed, and the bloody mouth stretched to the ears, almost cutting the head in half.
There was a fishy smell coming out of the ghosts' mouths and they made strange whimpering sounds. Whenever they moved, they brought up gusts of cold wind.
"Hmm..."
“Oh…”
“Oh…oh…oh…”
Countless ghosts transformed from smoke overlapped each other, stretched out their sharp claws, opened their mouths wide, exposed their fangs, surrounded Luo Zheyu, and roared towards him.
Luo Zheyu didn't even need to summon the sickle. He clenched his fists and hit the smoke monster that was rushing towards him.
When the fist came into contact with the ferocious monster that made a whimpering sound, a slight burning sound was heard.
Before the crying monster could make any sound, it was knocked to pieces by a punch and turned into smoke and dissipated.
As long as one of the smoke ghosts came close, Luo Zheyu would disperse him. He punched very quickly, so there was no need to worry about the situation where two fists could not defeat four hands due to the large number of smoke ghosts.
“Oh…”
Ghosts kept making whimpering sounds and rushing forward to die.
Kill each crying monster with one punch.
Sometimes I can kill two or three people with one punch.
Luo Zheyu even had time to glance in Mingxin's direction a few times.
The thick fog was compressed into a ghost, and the gray fog that originally surrounded the entire house dissipated. At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, but the courtyard was no longer pitch dark as before.
Ming Xin was surrounded by countless smoke and ghosts. He stood in the yard with a long sword in his hand, slashing and stabbing. The sword was extremely sharp, and the tip of the sword was shining with cold light. Just a slight touch with the ghosts and monsters made them scream, turn into green smoke, and dissipate between heaven and earth.
These ghosts and monsters are nothing more than tools that have been refined and don’t even have any intelligence.
They were just vanguard soldiers sent out.
The person behind the scenes has not yet appeared.
Luo Zheyu didn't want to continue wasting time here, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and drew a horizontal line in the air. A neatly arranged silver-white flame appeared in the air out of thin air.
"go!"
Following his light shout, the silver-white flame floating in the air in the shape of a horizontal line instantly turned into countless clusters of tiny flames, flying in all directions.
Like a wolf among a flock of sheep, he squeezed into the dense smoke and ghosts.
As long as the smoke ghost is touched by the flames even a little bit, it will be quickly swallowed up, shrinking until it disappears.
On the contrary, after devouring the smoke and ghosts, the tiny flame grew visibly bigger.
Ming Xin, who was concentrating on holding the sword, moving around and killing the smoke monsters one by one, suddenly turned around and looked over.
He sensed a ghostly aura.
The ghostly aura was exactly the same as the extremely powerful ghostly aura he had sensed before near Wuyuan Town.
But now, this ghost energy is emanating from Luo Zheyu, who is a zombie.
What is going on here...
Ming Xin killed the smoke monsters while moving towards Luo Zheyu's position.
When the two men got closer, Ming Xin was about to ask him a question when he saw a ball of silver-white flame the size of a head suddenly appear in Luo Zheyu's hand.
A familiar breath emanated from the silver-white flame.
This was the ghostly aura that I suddenly felt from Luo Zheyu just now...
Ming Xin widened his eyes, not knowing what to think.
Luo Zheyu rubbed out another ball of fire and waved his hand. The silver-white flame as big as his head went straight to the place where the yin energy was the strongest.
He had lost all his patience and just wanted to get it over with quickly.
As the flames spread, they flew into the house with the door open. Soon, a woman's scream was heard from inside the house.
A petite, graceful and beautiful woman in a red long dress with wide sleeves lifted up the hem of her skirt and stumbled out.
Her face was extremely delicate, her skin was as white as if covered with moonlight, sparkling and moist, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were bright and beautiful, and her small lips were rosy and plump.
She was so frightened and weak at this moment that people couldn't help but feel pity for her.
A silver-white flame as big as a head was following closely behind her, chasing her relentlessly.
Whenever the flames were about to catch up with the beautiful woman, she would turn around and throw something.
The thrown object hit the flames, uttered a shrill scream of fear, and quickly died.
The flames would pause for a moment, allowing the woman to catch her breath.
"My dear, my dear, save me!"
She pleaded to Luo Zheyu, her brows slightly furrowed, tears in her bright eyes, like ripples on the sparkling lake.
The pear blossoms are wet with rain, so charming and touching.
The woman pleaded with Luo Zheyu, but she lifted her skirt and ran towards Mingzhen.
She didn't dare to get close to Luo Zheyu.
It was because the dangerous and life-threatening fire behind him was released by Luo Zheyu.
"Hey - stop, don't come over here!"
Ming Xin noticed the woman's intention to approach him, and quickly pointed the tip of his sword at her to stop her.
He did not forget that he was attacked by ghosts after entering the house.
Now that the mastermind behind the scenes has come out, how can we let her get close so easily?
The woman was afraid of the sharp sword in Ming Xin's hand and dared not come any closer. She just circled in the yard to avoid the flames behind her.
"My two good gentlemen, please save me!"
Tears slid down her palm-sized face, the tears were crystal clear, like crystal.
"I am willing to serve you, my lord..."
Her tone of voice is soft and graceful, her figure is graceful, and every move she makes carries an indescribable temptation.
"Are you the widow who bought this house?"
Seeing that Luo Zheyu ignored him and just stared at the woman with a pair of sharp and penetrating eyes, Ming Xin had no choice but to speak and asked her.
"…I am a slave, and I beg you to forgive me~"
Seeing Ming Xin asking her a question, the woman's face lit up with joy and she answered in a charming and tactful tone.
"Did you cause Yu Zhengpin's death?"
Luo Zheyu suddenly asked her.
"Yu Zhengpin, didn't he have a ghost marriage with the youngest daughter of the Zhang family? How can he be related to me if he is dead? My dear, please forgive me~"
The woman answered quickly while lifting her skirt to avoid the flames behind her. Her red dress with wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the corners of her sleeves swayed with her movements, as graceful as a startled swan.
Her last words sounded like a plea, but also like a complaint.
Generally speaking, regardless of gender, after hearing the tender and sweet pleas from such a beautiful person, people would feel pity for her.
It's a pity that the two people present, who looked bright and handsome on the outside, were actually heartless and ignored the beauty. Ever since they saw her come out, there has been no tenderness in their eyes.
Luo Zheyu's eyes became fierce, and he even rubbed out a silver-white fireball.
"Tell the truth."
The beautiful girl looked at the new fireball in Luo Zheyu's hand and felt the threat to her life. She hesitated for a while, but under Luo Zheyu's sharp gaze, she finally changed her mind.
"That Yu Zhengpin is extremely bad. Ever since I came to this town, he has been flirting with me time and again. As a weak woman, I am afraid and have no choice but to endure him..."
When the woman said this, she frowned slightly, as if she had suffered great humiliation and injustice, but had to be strong and independent.
"I didn't expect... he became more and more bold, and even forced me... and even occupied my home... Later, when the youngest daughter of the Zhang family came to see me, he harmed her. It doesn't matter what happened to me, but how could he harm others!"
"So... just last night, the little devil took Yu Zhengpin's life..."
"You are such a bad lie." Luo Zheyu said expressionlessly.
He reached out and threw the newly summoned fireball towards the woman.
"Ah!" The woman was horrified and begged for mercy quickly.
"Please spare my life, sir! I'm telling the truth! Yu Zhengpin was deceived by me. Last night I took his soul and refined it into a ghost servant!"
"You haven't finished talking yet. How did the Zhang family's youngest daughter die?"
As the woman ran away, she looked tentatively at Luo Zheyu's face. She saw that he was staring at her with eyes as sharp as swords, with no expression on his face, and she was full of hesitation in her heart.
Two silver-white fireballs attacked her from both sides, and the ghost servants in her hands were almost dead, so she could no longer throw them out to slow down the speed of the fireballs.
He gritted his teeth and confessed everything.
"I said! I beg you to forgive me!"
Luo Zheyu did not answer.
Ming Xin also raised his sword and looked at her seriously.
"The youngest daughter of the Zhang family came to see Yu Zhengpin and humiliated me again, saying many unbearable things. I took her two souls and five spirits and let her jump into the river..."
"I told you everything, and I beg you to let me go...ah!"
The woman tried to beg for mercy, but because she no longer had a ghost servant in her hand, she could not throw it out to slow down the speed of the fireball. The fireball caught up with her and only touched the corner of her clothes. The flames instantly rose high and covered her entire body.
It was burning with a sizzling sound.
"You won't spare my life! I'll fight you!"
Her voice changed. It was no longer as soft and pleasant as it was at the beginning. Instead, it became dry, old and cold, like an old woman crawling out of a coffin. Her voice was hoarse and sharp, and it echoed deeply in the house.
It's like fingernails scratching on frosted glass, making people feel uncomfortable and their hair stand on end.
The figure of the woman wrapped in flames was no longer graceful. Her hands were sometimes white and tender like jade, with fingers as green as green onions, and sometimes she was skinny, old like tree bark, with bulging blue veins.
Her face was even more horrifying. Half of it was beautiful, delicate, fair and smooth, while the other half was full of pits and wrinkles, with a pointed chin and a gray complexion with bulging veins.
One eye was radiant and bright, as if filled with clear spring water, while the other eye was turbid and filled with resentment.
The woman grinned, and her hand, which was only made of bones and skin, suddenly grabbed Luo Zheyu.
From the bony palms, sharp black nails popped out and headed straight for his face.
Luo Zheyu turned his head to avoid it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Nails are something...
"bass!"
A soft sound.
Long, sharp black nails suddenly grew on Luo Zheyu's ten fingers.
Longer and sharper than women's nails.
He grabbed the woman's hand with one hand, and with the other hand, he stretched out his five fingers and scratched the woman's neck.
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