Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Could it be that Tang Chuchu really died?

Fu Kuan immediately became nervous when he saw this man. Looking carefully, the woman's figure and height were indeed about the same as Tang Chuchu's.

Especially the clothes on his body, which turned out to be exactly the same.

I clearly remembered that Tang Chuchu was wearing suspenders, and so was the headless man in front of me.

I don't know why, even though the headless person seemed to be able to feel someone approaching her, she turned around and faced Fu Kuan directly in front of her.

"It's her! I'm right, master, Tang Chuchu is dead."

After the blood corpse finished speaking, he seemed to be snickering, looking very happy.

"You are crazy, why are you laughing!"

Fu Kuan was a little speechless, this blood corpse was a dead ghost in the first place, so he probably couldn't be enchanted by evil spirits, could it be that he was insane.

"It would be really good if she died. It will save you from being distracted by this bitch all day long. I've already been upset."

The blood corpse spoke carelessly, which made Fu Kuan almost give him a good beating.

To shut up!

Fu Kuan hurried forward to see what happened, and slowly walked up to the woman, only then did he realize that something was wrong.

The woman's body was still standing on the ground, but her head was gone. Looking carefully, the woman's neck seemed to be cut horizontally with a knife.

It was even more strange that there were two eyes on this woman's neck.

The blood-red eyes were on the broken section of the neck, the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, the pupils had already dilated, and they were staring straight at Fu Kuan's direction.

"What the hell are you!"

Fu Kuan was a little puzzled, and was about to use spiritism to find out if it was Tang Chuchu's body.

When he was about to activate the formula, the woman suddenly came to attack.

The woman opened her arms and started scratching at Fu Kuan's body.

Fu Kuan was staring at the woman with all his attention, not expecting the other party's attack at all.

At the moment of surprise, the blood corpse suddenly rushed up.

"Don't hurt my master, go to death."

The blood corpse jumped directly on the woman, blocking the woman's hands with his own body.

The huge impact forced the woman to the ground. Fu Kuan instinctively took a step back. He thought that the blood corpse had already pressed the woman under him, but unexpectedly, the blood corpse let out painful roars.

It hurts!
The blood corpse screamed in pain, he stood up straight in an instant, grabbed the woman's body with both hands and tried to break free.

But unexpectedly, the woman's hands suddenly turned into sharp hooks, and the sharp barbs had pierced through the flesh of the blood corpse, and the blood from the blood corpse's body was caught in a daze.

not good!

Fu Kuan was very surprised. An unremarkable woman without a head was able to scratch her own blood corpse.

You must know that this blood corpse is almost at the ghost king level.

The powerful Yin spirit had already made his body almost invulnerable. What kind of power made her so domineering, Fu Kuan had no time to think about it, and quickly took out his broken stick.

Under the urging of the magic formula, the black stick immediately turned into a blood-red fire stick, and with the bursts of heat rising, the broken stick already flashed bursts of dazzling red light.

With the brilliance flickering, Fu Kuan immediately grabbed the Po Jihad and slammed it at the woman's arms.

With two clicks, the sound of bones breaking was heard immediately.

Fu Kuan looked carefully, and saw that the woman's arms had been directly broken by his broken stick.

The blood corpse dropped the woman's arm to the ground, and something strange happened suddenly.

The woman's arm disappeared out of thin air, turning into a puff of black smoke, and in a blink of an eye, the smoke floated onto the woman's shoulder.

The smoke began to slowly condense again, and the thick smoke began to gather in mid-air to form the shape of arms. In less than a few seconds, they turned into the arms of a woman again!

Fu Kuan never thought of such a weird scene, and quickly jumped out of the way with the blood corpse.

"Master! You have to be careful, this guy seems to be very powerful."

The blood corpse hurriedly pulled Fu Kuan to leave, but Fu Kuan pushed the blood corpse's hand away.

"Damn slave, don't make trouble. If you can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't. Let me do it."

Fu Kuan put away the broken staff. After all, the power of the broken staff was limited by the suppression of ghosts, so he had no choice but to take out the ghost sword on his waist.

The woman still walked towards Fu Kuan in a daze, not caring what Fu Kuan was holding in his hand.

Fu Kuan didn't hesitate, he grabbed the ghost sword with both hands, and directly cut across the woman's body.

With two clicks, the woman's body was chopped into three sections by Fu Kuan.

After the thumping sound, the woman's body had already shattered and fell to the ground.

Looking at the blood-red corpse on the ground, Fu Kuan felt uncomfortable now. If the woman's half body was really Tang Chuchu, he really didn't know how he should feel.

"Damn it, is it really Tang Chuchu's fault?"

Fu Kuan cursed secretly, if it was really Tang Chuchu, who was the one who killed him, if he was caught, he would definitely avenge Tang Chuchu.

"Look, master."

Fu Kuan was having mixed feelings, looking in the direction of the blood corpse, he unexpectedly discovered that the woman he hacked to death just now had changed again.

The body that had been torn apart by the broken staff slowly began to join together, and the wriggling black smoke instantly became a complete human body again.

Immediately afterwards, the woman's body was extremely fast, as if a shell rushed towards Fu Kuan.

The swishing cold wind swirled around the woman, and the speed of a cannonball started to hit Fu Kuan fiercely. Fu Kuan was caught off guard and was hit right on the ground, and his body was knocked more than ten meters away like a stone.

"This is not Tang Chuchu!"

Fu Kuan struggled to sit up, and the woman's sharp hands turned into spikes, stabbing at Fu Kuan's heart. Fortunately, the blood corpse pulled Fu Kuan's body to avoid the attack.

Panting and standing up, Fu Kuan grabbed the broken stick and started beating the woman fiercely, but unfortunately it was still the same.

No matter how much she was attacked, the woman's body seemed to be able to heal completely and return to its original appearance.

"Master! If this continues, we will all be consumed by her. We might as well run away."

"No! If this evil thing is not destroyed, I will still be your boss, so I might as well be your slave."

Fu Kuan couldn't swallow this breath, the only way now was to take out the Fantian Seal.

Holding the green jade seal with his right hand, he recited the formula silently, mobilizing almost all the yang energy in his body, and the jade seal released bursts of green light.

Without hesitation, Fu Kuan dragged Fan Tianyin over his head, and smashed at the woman's body.

Fan Tianyin was really awesome. When he was in the air, the green jade instantly swelled to a width of several meters. The huge Fan Tianyin was like a hill, crashing down on the woman's body.

With a snap, with the huge impact accompanied by strong yang energy, Fan Tianyin directly smashed the woman's body into meatloaf.