dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing this, Chang Baye quickly crawled over tremblingly.

"Quick, hurry up and give us back the little bastard's head!"

The ghost soldier sneered, not even looking at the poor, almost begging Chang Baye.

"Want this? Get it yourself!"

After speaking, he threw Chen Daji's head into the depths of the thick fog.

Ba Ye Chang didn't have a chance to think, and immediately started to chase at full speed.

"Little brat, just wait, I'll pick up the head and connect it to you soon, Ba Ye!"

Hua Jiu, who was still bound in place, could hardly see this, and his eyes burst open instantly.

"Ba Ye, don't go there, stop quickly!"

"Danger ahead!"

It's a pity that Ba Ye Chang acted as if he didn't hear it, and he still crawled into the depths of the fog without hesitation.

"Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, I can't listen to you this time, Xiaoba. We have to go and pick up the head of the little bastard... We can't bear him!!"

Things are really as Hua Jiunan said:

Ba Ye Chang had just entered the black mist for a moment, and immediately the wind blew up.

Hundreds of ghost images came from all directions and penetrated into Chang Baye's body in an instant.

Amidst the screams, Chang Baye's body shriveled quickly, like a mummy buried in the desert for many years.

But even so, he still struggled to crawl back with Chen Daji's head wrapped around him.

"Don't worry, little brat, I'll go back right now... I'll go back and connect you..."

Talking and talking, crawling, Chang Baye no longer made a sound.

At this time, it was only a few steps away from Chen Daji's body.

The big face under the black pot was full of unwillingness.

With the last of his strength, he made a weak sound.

"I'm sorry, little bastard, Ba, I really don't have the strength..."

Seeing this, the ghost general who had just thrown Chen Daji's head drove the skeleton horse under him to walk slowly.

After chopping off Baye Chang's head with one knife, he sneered again and returned to the thick black mist.

"No! You should die, you should all die!!!"

In this situation, Hua Jiunan was out of anger.

With a wild roar, he stepped out with a fierce step, and the ghost claw that grabbed him instantly shattered into powder.

"Big plan! Eighth Master!"

After a few steps, he came to the side of the two headless corpses, hugged them in his arms with all his strength, and sat on the ground in a daze for a moment.

My heart is full of past bits and pieces:

Everything that happened after Chang Ba Ye carried him on his back when he was a child, to when he met Chen Dage......

In the black mist, a few ghosts rushed over with a grinning grin upon seeing this, wanting to suck Hua Jiunan dry again like they sucked Chang Baye dry.

At the critical moment, the killing knife hung by Hua Jiunan's waist burst out with a fierce murderous aura.

If the surrounding black mist is as cold as ice, then this murderous aura is absolute zero!

Seeing this, the phantom pounced back immediately with a scream.

At the same time, a cold snort came from not far away: "Baiqi! Kill life! Kill the army of gods!!!"

Stimulated by this killing intent, Hua Jiu was relieved from his extreme grief.

Gently put down Chen Daji and Chang Baye who were in his arms, he actually just fell down in a pool of blood and laughed.

At first it was just a chuckle, then it grew louder, and finally it turned into a big laugh.

The smile is so happy, the smile is so carefree!

"Okay! It's worthy of Wu Ran's army!"

"It's so fake and real, it's almost comparable to Mr.'s illusion of peace!!!"

After Yan Bi stood up suddenly, he slashed out with the killing knife in his hand.

"Jun Lin Jiangshan, all things surrender, beheaded!!!"

I only heard the continuous cracking sound of cracking, cracking, like a mirror being broken little by little.

Then it exploded with a bang, and the scene in front of me changed instantly:

The bodies of Chen Daji and Chang Baye, as well as the surrounding black mist disappeared, and even Wu Ran's soldiers and horses did not launch an attack, but just stopped silently a dozen meters away.

On the other hand, the people here are all deeply in the illusion just like Hua Jiunan just now.

Those with high morals, such as Chang Huaiyuan and Mo Zhe Ma Mingyang, just stood there with grief and indignation;

Those with low morals, or those with too deep attachments in their hearts, show the various states of life:

Wuxin's face was full of ferocity, and her chubby little hands had already grabbed the bronze mask that was only half left on her chest;

Chen Dage and the heroic ghost Xin Lianshan hugged each other and wailed loudly, their snots slapped each other in the face.

Chang Baye was lying on the ground and giggling, he looked like a stinky hooligan who accidentally broke into someone else's bridal chamber and got a bride...

"Zhang Chao" was full of horror, muttering to himself incessantly.

"Nemesis, why are there so many nemesis!!!"

"On the ground and in the sky... and it can fly..."

Seeing that everyone is fine, Hua Jiu felt relieved:

First, he reached out and grabbed Wu Xin's chubby hand, preventing him from putting the bronze mask on his face.

Then he said lightly towards the opposite black mist.

"If you don't get rid of Wu Ran Ghost Cloud, this junior will let go."