Go crazy!You call this playing a game?

Chapter 133
"Yes, my lord, it's here." Beside him, Bai Wuchang hunched over and replied respectfully.

He just rushed back to the Town God's Temple and reported the incident. He said that there was a man in this place who captured a lonely ghost and put it in a fake body made of something. , die for him.

This is a big event, the Lord City God has so many things to do every day, and he has no time to take care of it, so he had to send out the strongest general under his command, Lord Land.

So, the land master rushed to this area with a small team of black and white impermanence.

They did feel resistance here, someone had arranged something inside to keep the ghosts out.

This blocking method is actually quite clever, but it has a limit after all. If you want to break it with brute force, you need at least a dozen souls of Bai Wuchang's level.

——And now, dozens of them have come to the scene, not to mention the existence of such a powerful land.

They broke the formation inside casually, but the land seemed to be playful, and they didn't rush in immediately to arrest people.

Bai Wuchang felt a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "There is also a person who reported the crime inside, he is one of us, if you don't go in, he will be in danger—"

The land master smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I know it well."

Know what?What number can there be!

However, Bai Wuchang had no choice. If he had known that he had called a group of people to help, he would have to wait outside, so he might as well try it himself just now.

Inside the villa, two security guards scared themselves out.

Aside, a soul came out.

He was the soul of Jiang Manlou who was captured before, and suffered an indiscriminate disaster. He was waiting outside, but when he saw Bai Wuchang go out to rescue soldiers, he was ready to run away.

However, thinking of the person who resolutely stood up when he asked for help, for some reason, he couldn't move his feet.

He waited here in a daze until Bai Wuchang came back, watching them dispel the unfriendly atmosphere towards souls, and finally he was able to come and go freely in this villa.

These souls were guarding outside, and he couldn't figure out why, and was very worried about the people inside, so he had to fly in by himself, wanting to help.

Later, I saw Luo Ming being strangled by two people.

The lonely soul has been floating outside for so many years, and has learned many useful and useless skills. Among them is the trick of letting the soul of a living person leave the body. He quickly used it on these two people.

Now it looks like it works very well.

Seeing the two bodies falling down, Luo Ming naturally also saw the Hun'er floating around, who seemed to have considered for a long time before mustering up his courage.

Luo Ming smiled at him: "You haven't left yet?"

That Hun'er also seemed a little shy, hehehe smiled.

The people around fell into fear one by one. They didn't know much about these things before, and they treated them as conversation materials after dinner, with a dubious attitude and didn't take them seriously.

They couldn't even convince them that Jiang Manlou was still alive. After all, who knew the exact date of his death?

However, the eerie painting style, the constant wind blowing, and the two security guards who suddenly fell down with pale faces gave them a real sense of fear.

In this situation, the only one who can keep calm is Monk Yi.

He noticed the situation here, and the Sky Eye Talisman made him see clearly that there was actually a little soul here.

He stumbled over and grabbed Luo Ming's arm.

"What did you do? You even raised a little soul? Get them out quickly—how much do you want?"

Luo Ming's face darkened: "How much? What kind of money? He is not my soul."

"Still pretending? Isn't it just to threaten me by bringing so many dirty things here?" Monk Yi's voice sank a few more times, and he looked at Luo Ming with a vicious look, almost dripping water.

"Jiang Manlou is out of human control, so if you bring so many people with you, if we do something, you will notify the underworld, notify the Temple of the City God, let him die, and let me go. Do so much, Isn't it just for money, tell me, how much do you want?"

Over there, Jiang Manlou also heard the news, gritted his teeth and walked over.

"I can give you as much as you want."

Luo Ming smiled.

"I really didn't mean that, and I didn't intend to."

"Then who is he and why did he come to save you?"

Luo Ming looked at the little soul: "He is my friend."

"Friend? Can you and Hun'er still be friends?"

Monk Yi's laughter was harsh.

A knife suddenly appeared in his hand. The negotiation failed. He didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense, and directly slashed at Luo Ming's neck.

In his shadow, a dark figure appeared, it was a soul, a soul raised by Monk Yi.

The living soul that helped Luo Ming couldn't compare to this big soul that was carefully selected and raised for offerings. He was shocked by the breath of this soul after just one meeting, and he couldn't move.

His mission seems to be to calm down this soul.

Monk Yi's crisp and quick movements made Luo Ming startled, but the imaginary pain did not appear immediately, and no blood gushed out of his arteries.

Nothing happened.

Luo Ming closed his eyes tightly because of fear, opened them again, lowered his head slightly, and looked down.

Monk Yi's hand was still in front of Luo Ming's neck, but the knife in his hand had disappeared.

The lonely soul was still in awe, and he was far away, and he could be seen trembling.

It looked like it was motionless, but there was an extra knife in Gu Hun's hand.

A knife that was still in Monk Yi's hand just now.

A lonely soul is just a soul, and logically speaking, it cannot touch real objects.

However, the knife in Monk Yi's hand was put on his body for self-defense, and after he absorbed too much incense, it gradually produced a different aura, and Hun'er could touch it.

No one even saw how he did it.

Only the knife that had changed its position was quietly telling what happened just now.

Monk Yi gritted his teeth and got angry.

"Boy, your little soul is pretty good at it." He said, waving his hand along the way.

In the eyes of his soul, waving like this has a special meaning.

He's out.

The jet-black paws, covered in black mist, grabbed the lone soul.

The lone soul still closed its eyes, trembling.

In a hurry, Luo Ming rushed towards him, trying to stop him, but even the big monk Yi couldn't stop him.

This claw moved towards Luo Ming's body.

How does it feel to be caught to death by a soul?
If such a problem occurs on a certain website, Luo Ming can finally speak out.

(End of this chapter)