My phone can catch ghosts

"Ok!"

Bai Moling agreed, and pressed her palm on Ye Mingzhu.

Soon, a stream of light surged in the night pearl, a mist floated past, and then a scene of figures appeared.

It was a wedding room. In the wedding room, two women were putting makeup on a bride, and the bride's face was full of happy smiles.

Judging by the bride's appearance, she was not Su Zimei, but Luo Hao confirmed that there must be something wrong with her.

"let's go!"

Putting away the Ye Mingzhu, Luo Hao and Bai Moling rushed towards the place shown by the Ye Mingzhu.

The place where the bride is located is the Wang family in the west of the village. The Wang family is well-off, with four generations living under the same roof. There is an only daughter in the family who is getting married today.

Luo Hao's younger brother also went to check on the bride before, but nothing abnormal was found.

Soon, Luo Hao and Bai Moling rushed to Wang's house.

At this time, Wang's house was very lively, people were coming and going, and they were all arranged around, while the bride stayed in the boudoir and was putting on makeup.

Arriving at the gate of Wang's house, Luo Hao had no intention of sneaking in. The situation was urgent, so he planned to force his way directly with Bai Moling.

"I'll make the way!"

Bai Moling brandished her long sword and rushed into Wang's house without holding back, all those who approached to stop her were repulsed one by one by her.

Anyway, everything in it is an illusion created by illusion, and Bai Moling has no intention of being reluctant to do so.

The two of them came to the boudoir immediately. When they kicked open the door and walked in, they saw the bride standing there quietly with exquisite makeup on her face, staring at Luo Hao and Bai Moling.

"Su Zimei!"

Although the bride in front of him was well hidden, even at such a close distance, Luo Hao didn't feel the special aura from her, but Luo Hao could be sure that she was Su Zimei.

The bride didn't react when she heard Luo Hao's words, but the smile on her face gradually disappeared and became colder.

Luo Hao gave Bai Moling a look, and Bai Moling nodded knowingly.

"Flying Rainbow Swordsmanship - Baihong Piercing the Sun!"

Bai Moling's sword body surged with spiritual energy, and she strode towards the bride with big strides.

"Chains of Hell!"

Luo Hao also quickly took out the hell chains and threw them at the bride.

"Dang--"

What Bai Moling didn't expect was that the bride raised her slender hand and easily caught Bai Moling's long sword.

Immediately afterwards, the bride also stretched out her right hand, grabbing the chain that Luo Hao threw over again.

"Snapped!"

The bride raised her foot, kicked Bai Moling away, and then pulled hard, trying to pull Luo Hao over.

"A lot of strength."

Luo Hao's face changed, and he felt a huge force coming from the other end of the chain, leaving him no time to resist.

When Luo Hao's body was chained towards the bride, the flames on the chain suddenly burned on the bride's hands.

"Ah ah!"

The bride howled in pain immediately, then let go of the chain, and disappeared in a flash, and reappeared ten meters away in the next instant.

Seeing that the chains of hell can hurt the bride, Luo Hao tightly held the chains, increased the output of aura, and threw the chains into a vortex, and the flames of hell on the chains immediately spread out and burned towards the bride.

The bride's clothes were ignited by flames, and she disappeared again, appearing on the stairs, apparently about to run upstairs.

Luo Hao hurriedly chased after her, threw out the chain again, and the chain was directly wrapped around the bride.

The bride is in flames and stands there letting the flames burn her.

"Su Zimei! I want to kill you and avenge my parents!" Seeing the culprit who killed her biological parents, Bai Moling's anger was instantly ignited.

Hearing Bai Moling's call, the bride kept her body still, with her back turned to Bai Moling, but her head was slowly turned behind her.

"what!"

Bai Moling was startled when she saw the bride's face.

There is no beautiful youth waiting for a bride to be married on that face. A face seems to have been scratched by a thousand knives. There are bloodstains all over it. The face of the devil is the same.

"what……"

Bai Moling yelled again, and slashed out with a sword, the sharp sword energy formed a half-moon cut, across the bride's neck, and directly cut off the bride's head.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The bride's head rolled down the stairs like a rubber ball, and her body fell directly to the ground.

"do not come."

Seeing the head rolling to her feet, Bai Moling took two steps back in shock.

Luo Hao went to the corpse, checked it, and found that the corpse was not an illusion, but a real corpse.

With a kick, the flesh and blood on the corpse immediately weathered away, turning into a headless bone.

"This shouldn't be Su Zimei?" Bai Moling asked.

"Just now, Su Zimei should just be attached to the bones."

"Are you looking for me?"

At this moment, a cold and desolate woman's voice suddenly came from the stairs. The voice was not loud, but it carried an echo, filling the entire room.