All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The violent wind generated by the car's high speed ripped the burgundy Maserati crazily.

Ying Sixue in the front passenger seat watched the group of white vicious dogs appearing in front and shouted in a low voice.

"coming!"

She directly called out [False World].

"It has sent half of the number to charge again... Do you still want to be crushed by numbers this time?"

"No... not right..."

Ying Sixue noticed the anomaly of this attack in vain.

"The evil spirit of this attack has a shadow!"

In the bright lights of the car's headlights, all sixteen vicious dogs rushing on the highway dragged long shadows behind them.

"They all have entities!"

Ying Sixue instantly understood the enemy's sinister intentions and shouted anxiously.

"Stop! Stop!"

If you hit it head-on at this speed, the entire car will be shocked enough to overturn this not heavy Maserati on the spot!

Even fire and explosion are possible!

Yang Xuming in the driver's seat hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the speed on the dashboard was dropping rapidly.

But it was too late.

The instant the white hounds appeared, the speed of this car had already surpassed the speed of two hundred per hour, absolutely speeding.

Even with emergency braking, the speed reduction cannot be achieved in a moment.

And the group of vicious dogs with entities has already turned into white lightning and rushed.

Almost instantly, the group of vicious dogs rushed to the front of the Maserati car.

Boom boom boom boom!

A terrifying sound came from the front of the car.

The sixteen hounds hit the front of Maserati almost instantly, and were knocked out at the same time.

However, the huge impact force did not hit and fly with them.

This Maserati, which was running at a high speed of 140 yards per hour, accepted all the impact generated by the impact of the 16 vicious dogs.

At that moment, Yang Xuming only felt a shock all over.

The car I was driving seemed to hit a wall! The huge impact is directly fed back to the passengers in the car.

The airbag directly bounced out, filling Yang Xuming's vision.

The internal organs in his abdominal cavity seemed to be shattered, huge pain struck his mind, and his entire consciousness was blank.

boom!

The out-of-control car hit the barrier directly, and then swayed and rotated wildly under the huge impact force, and it rotated several times on the highway in this way.

Finally, when Maserati stopped, the entire front of the car was completely gone.

The car body in the area of ​​the engine compartment completely disappeared, and the whole car seemed to have been chopped down from the windshield with a knife, and countless parts were scattered on the highway.

The evil spirits in the distance are still standing.

They have not launched an attack, and can still maintain the time in the real world.

When the Maserati, who had become unrecognizable due to a car accident, finally stopped on the highway, sixteen hounds in the dark rushed over.

Their groups were divided into two, rushing towards the cockpit and the co-pilot respectively.

Even if the airbag fills the entire compartment, it makes it impossible to see whether the people inside are alive or dead.

But they have to rush over and taste the blood of the defeated to disappear.

But at the moment when these vicious dogs rushed over, pale ghost fire suddenly spewed out from the wreckage of the car.

The crazily spreading white flames instantly flooded the ten-meter range around the car.

This area was completely turned into a blazing white sea of ​​fire.

Amid a painful cough, the door of the cab was kicked open.

A man covered in blood-red flames climbed out of the car, sat on the ground, holding a sword in one hand, and roared.

"come!"

Some scars on his body are being repaired quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the flame **** enveloped by the pale ghost fire, this blood-red man is as fierce as a ghost crawling out of the hell, and his scalp is numb.

The vicious dogs that had rushed towards him all stopped.

Because the rest of them are not immune to soul attacks, once they enter the range covered by the white ghost fire, their action time and speed will be greatly reduced.

The enemy in front of him is not dead?

The old woman who saw this scene through the blurred vision was trembling with popularity.

"Damn guy... so fate..."

She stared angrily at the burly man who had recovered from his injury, and shouted, "Okay! Let you live for another fifteen minutes!"

"Without this broken car, I will see how you hide in the next attack!"

This man's ability just restrained her, and now the other party was still alive, which made the old woman afraid to act lightly.

And when the sixteen vicious dogs that had been hit and killed just now disappeared, the pain and injury had passed to her who was dozens of kilometers away.

Although the pain was not violent, it still made this old and frail old woman so painful that she wanted to scream.

The ability of these two ghost raisers who accidentally broke into Jiujiang was so terrible, and completely out of her expectations, she did not dare to act rashly.

Anyway, this luxury car has broken down, even if this man survives, without the luxury car running, the next time he faces the siege of 72 hounds, there is no hope of escape!

The old woman stared bitterly at the man in the blurred vision, coughed up a bit of stinking black blood, and let the sixteen vicious dogs on the highway disappear.

Yang Xuming finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the enemy disappear, and took back all the ghost fires with a pale face.

With his current ability, covering the pale ghost fire to a radius of ten meters is already the limit of the limit, and the loss to the body is very large.

But if you don't do this, once the group of vicious dogs really rushes forward, he will definitely be fierce at the end of the force.

Even if all the vicious dogs rushed up just now, it wouldn't be certain whether he could hold him alone and weak.

He could only pretend to be tyrannical, and frightened the opponent away with a fierce and sluggish state.

Now that the vicious dog disappeared, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body was directly limp on the ground, gasping for breath.

The sweat has wetted his body.

But Yang Xuming didn't have time to rest at all. After regaining some strength, he immediately staggered towards the passenger seat.

A little anxious.

"Miss!"

Under the blood-red flame hood, he struggled to pull the passenger door open, dragging Ying Sixue out of it.

Under the dark starry sky, Ying Sixue, who was lying on the icy floor, had her chest up and down quickly, with a few scratches on her body, but the wound was very shallow and did not even bleed.

It seemed that it was a temporary coma, and he did not die.

Yang Xuming breathed a sigh of relief and sat down directly next to Ying Sixue.

Looking at Ying Sixue who was in a coma next to him, Yang Xuming sighed long.

"Is this being driven to a dead end..."

He whispered, "Miss, give you a two-minute rest, and then I will wake you up."

With that, Yang Xuming took out a bottle of mineral water from the car and placed it next to Ying Sixue.

Start to wait.