Yin marriage lingers: The ghost man bites lightly

"The yin eye is opened, but the yang eye is closed."

"Don't ask, the eyes of the sky are not open."

Murongjue didn't say anything, but instead raised his hand to smash the bones in the coffin and the mud, but just as he was about to smash, I suddenly felt a cold chill behind me, turned around and saw a flash of white light , When I turned around, there was Murong Jue beside me.

"Murong Jue?"

I suddenly became frightened, and one of them, Murong Jue, pulled me over: "You are not timid, you dare to touch this king's woman, get out!"

With a slap, there was a bang, and Murong Jue on one side immediately raised his hand to block it. I was busy looking, but the Murong Jue on the opposite side immediately said: "Woman who dares to touch my king, you are tired of work."

While speaking, Murong Jue was beaten on the opposite side and slapped Murong Jue behind me with his palm. Murong Jue behind me saw that something was wrong, so he let go of his hand and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I stood there dumbfounded for a moment, and immediately ran to Murong Jue across the way.

Murong Jue's face was cold, as if he was very unhappy, he hugged me: "You can't even tell me?"

"It's so sudden, how can I tell the difference?"

I felt a burning sensation on my wrist, and I raised my hand to see that my wrist was burnt.

"This……"

Putting Murong Jue's hand on it, my wrist was fine after a while, a cool feeling wrapped around my wrist, it didn't take long for it to heal.

Murong Jue said in a cold voice: "He hasn't cultivated to a certain level yet, so he can't touch Yue'er. In order to forcefully hold Yue'er, he burned Yue'er."

"What about him? Did I burn you?"

"He's not seriously hurt."

Murong Jue's face became more and more unhappy, as if he was not satisfied with the result.

I looked down at the top of my wrist, and it was completely fine, but his expression was even worse, I don't know if it was because of me or because the ghost turned into him to attack.

The clothes on Murong Jue suddenly changed to his appearance in the water, he looked around, his eyes were gloomy, and a coldness erupted from his body.

Standing beside Murong Jue, I had an indescribable feeling that this ghost over here was not easy to deal with.

"Ha ha……"

There was a burst of ironic laughter, it was a man's voice, he sounded like he was 40 years old, but there were still tombs like this in hundreds of years or 200 years ago, I don't believe he was only 40 years old, It should be that the ghost died at the age of 40.

Hearing the piercing laughter, Murong Jue's expression became even uglier, and when he looked around, his eyes became colder and colder.

"Hmph, is it funny?"

When Murong Jue spoke, the mud coffin behind him had already been frozen, the laughter stopped abruptly, and then he heard the sound of chirping, and he saw that the coffin had been shattered into ice slag.

☆、Chapter 78 ghost color

"You actually ruined my real body, what do you think you can do to me?" The voice suddenly became angry.

Murongjue laughed: "This can't do anything to you, but this king will destroy this tomb, leaving you with nowhere to go. Let's see what you can do?"

"you dare?"

"Do you think this king dares?"

Murong Jue raised his hand and was about to freeze the entire tomb, when a shadow suddenly flew out from the opposite side and landed opposite Murong Jue and me.

The black clothes, with clusters of clouds on it, show that he is either rich or noble. Judging from the wide sleeves of his robe, he looks like a high-ranking emperor in ancient times, but I don't think his boots are like that.

Murong Jue's gaze turned cold: "Did you come out to die?"

"..." How arrogant!

"You and I have been the same for more than a thousand years. You may not have such a chance of winning, why bother to kill them all?" The man was not bad looking, with tall Danfeng eyes.

Murong Jue snorted coldly, extremely disdainful: "Are you worthy of being compared with this website?"

"You just borrowed the blood from this little girl. Do you think this king is afraid of you?"

The ghost on the opposite side said, Murong Jue said coldly: "Since you know this, this king will not allow you to live even more."

"So what, no matter what you do to me, the matter between you will be known sooner or later, besides..."

The flayed ghost opposite looked at me: "Little girl, I advise you to leave him early and be right. Staying with him will eventually kill you. He just wants to get the blood from your body to cultivate himself. He will eventually suck you dry." Every drop of blood on your body will make you exhausted and die."

I stood aside and carefully looked at Murong Jue, his face became more and more cold: "Die!"

Opening the palm, Murong Jue slashed down with his palm, and the ghost on the opposite side disappeared with a flash of white light. It was inconvenient for Murong Jue to take me, so he didn't chase after him.

But Murongjue was not in a good mood and destroyed the tomb.

After the tomb was frozen, I knew he was planning to wait until he got out and destroy the tomb.

I followed Murong Jue out of the tomb, and my back was quickly frozen.

"That ghost's real body is destroyed, why is there nothing wrong? Could it be that the real body is useless to him?"

Murong Jue glanced at me, as if feeling strange, but instead of asking me, he answered my question.

"When a person dies, the body is the corpse, and the corpse will rot sooner or later. Some ghosts cultivate the corpse, that is, the zombie, and some ghosts cultivate the soul, which is the soul of the ghost.

The body of the corpse is the main body of the practice, and the soul is supplemented, so the spiritual intelligence of the zombies is not high, and very few of them are very high.

Zombies destroy the body, and it is destroyed.

It is different for ghosts who cultivate souls. The real body is actually not very useful, unless it is dual cultivation, and the soul and the corpse are cultivated together.

But most of them practice soul. Under the condition that they can definitely become ghosts, ghosts are cultivating souls, that is, people's primordial spirit. This kind of cultivation has spiritual wisdom, so most of them.

And the soul itself can be separated from itself, which is what people call a corpse. After death, whether it is rotten or cremated, the corpse is a destination in the end, and it is just a handful of loess when it is separated from the soul.

And some ghosts often haunt their tombs because they are greedy for the body in front of them, and it is also because these ghosts use their alfalfa as their abode after death. "

"Even if the bone just now is gone, it doesn't pose a threat to the Skinner."

"Skinning ghost?" Murong Jue was surprised, and I said, "Since he was skinned alive, isn't he a skinning ghost?"

Murong Jue laughed: "You are very good at naming him, he is not a skinning ghost, he is a young ghost born of resentment."

"Scare the green ghost?"

"kindness."

I recalled that in the book Murongjue gave me, there were records about the level of ghosts.