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Everything was so still that even a needle dropped on the ground could be heard clearly.

One person's emotions affect another person, and in an instant, the whole room dared not breathe.Only the heavy breathing of father Ji who fainted overwhelmed the sound of insects outside.

Lu Zhaoli unconsciously approached Yi Qian and stood behind him without saying a word, but somehow it made Yi Qian feel much more at ease.

The six of them gathered back to back like this, scanning the small room with their eyes back and forth, everyone's nerves tensed up, so that Yi Qian had no time to think about the three of them being overly calm.

Maybe it was because it was too quiet, but Yi Qian felt that he had tinnitus instead, and the weak and crescendoing roar from his ears hurt his brain.

He shook his head, the voice lingering and getting louder.When he finds that not only himself is like this, but other people also have unspeakable pain on their faces, he will know that the voice is real.

The voice suddenly became louder, like a woman yelling crazily, so sharp that it could tear people's eardrums, and like countless amplified electric currents, it made people feel uneasy and itchy.

It was Tingzi who reacted first, he let out a low growl, and fell to the ground in a daze, and became company with Ji's father.

Yi Qian was shocked when he turned his head, and no longer cared about keeping his hands. He leaned behind the ears of Ji Yao, Mo Tinghang, and Ji Feng, and said loudly, "Sit down! No matter what happens, don't open your eyes!"

If the eyes cannot see, the human senses will be largely eliminated, but the sense of hearing will be more apparent. Yi Qian's touch is to help them resist the intermittent magic sound.

The voice finally stopped for a while, and Yi Qian looked at the photos on the wall again.

At this glance, he was a little dazed, and felt that he was about to be sucked in by the woman's smile in the photo.The more he wanted to look away, the more he realized that he was out of control, and he was already dripping with sweat in an instant.

"Yi Qian!" Someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Yi Qian immediately came back to his senses, turned to look at Lu Zhaoli, and saw that although his face was cold, there was actually a trace of worry in his eyes that he didn't realize.

It has never been seen that I have collected souls with him for so long.

"Keep your mind, today's ghost is not easy! And..." Lu Zhaoli paused, frowning and looked out the window.

Yi Qian didn't care about his "and" and grabbed Lu Zhaoli's wrist: "What about your abilities?"

It's not that Yi Qian wanted to rely on him to hold his thigh at the critical moment, but that the room is full of people now, and the evil spirits always don't care about 21 and [-] when attacking people. .

Besides, the police will be here soon!

He must race against time!

Lu Zhaoli told him before that there are iron trainings in the underworld, and it is only natural for impermanence to collect souls. As the former king of hell, he is not very good at intervening, so he has been standing by for more than a month.

In addition, Yi Qian could handle it completely by himself, so he himself felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Lu Zhaoli frowned again, and the line between his eyebrows deepened. Yi Qian let go of his hands, his eyes were a little cold, and a trace of self-mockery unconsciously hung on his lips.

For no reason, he just felt from the bottom of his heart that if Lu Zhaoli rejected him, he would be very annoyed, unwilling, disappointed...and very sad.

No matter how dull a person's emotions are, Yi Qian can still find that he treats Lu Zhaoli differently.

It's just that he didn't dare to think about the difference, but the more he didn't dare to think about it, the more profound it was.

He suddenly felt that if Lu Zhaoli rejected him, then maybe he would have a better life, and he would not become more absurd if he completely extinguished the cluster of flames from the tip of his heart.

Yi Qian was thinking a lot, but Lu Zhaoli kept paying attention to the movement outside, and when he came back to look at Yi Qian, he saw the smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is too familiar with him, even though he seldom dreams as the King of Hades, but when he dreams, it is always that person lying on the bridge with white dimples and red lips, smiling lonely and self-abandoning.

That was the first time he met him and the last time he saw him.

"Moting Air is here, of course I will help you." Lu Zhaoli said suddenly, but there was a void somewhere in his heart, he didn't know why he moved out of Moding Air.

In fact, as long as it is him, he is still willing to help a group. If the hostility in his body has not been washed away by the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, maybe he can help eliminate one or two.

For nothing else, sometimes after he has been a human being for a long time, he also feels that Yi Qian has his share of the 20 lives owed in his previous life.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"However, the ghost may not be the only one that is troublesome today! As soon as it appears, it is best to subdue it immediately!"

Just as Lu Zhaoli finished speaking, the howling sound that had been hidden for a long time sounded again, and its momentum was several times higher than before. Even the tables, cabinets, chairs, pots and pans shook restlessly.

Yi Qian turned around suddenly, and saw that the woman in the photo on the wall seemed to come out of nowhere, black air surged, and a head flew out suddenly!

Seeing the head coming towards him, Yi Qian hugged Lu Zhaoli and dodged, suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, so he wiped it away.

is blood.

Blood oozed from the head, rolling down like raindrops.

"Illusion!" Lu Zhaoli said in a deep voice, pulling away his arm.

A strong light flashed on his body, and the familiar cocoon of light covered his entire body again. When the light dissipated, his "standard outfit for Hades" reappeared.

Lu Zhaoli raised his eyebrows, and when he flipped his hand, red and yellow intertwined lights appeared from the ground in the house, entangled with ghost energy.Hearing a shrill cry, the ghostly aura from that head dissipated a lot.

But suddenly, his momentum suddenly weakened, Lu Zhaoli turned his head and rushed out of the window and said, "Come out!"

His feeling is not wrong, Kunwei District 32 does not know when such a terrifying thing appeared.

After death, the three souls and seven souls leave the body and become impermanent living souls. In the human world, they can actually be cultivated.Evil ghosts have no spiritual consciousness and destroy without distinction. They are not afraid of impermanence. They are afraid of living souls with spiritual consciousness. They know how to run and hide, and they know how to play tricks.

He couldn't figure out why Kun was missing Wuchang in District 32. If there was such a thing, it would not be difficult to kill Wuchang!

Could it be a powerful ghost cultivator?

Just as Lu Zhaoli was thinking, he had already broken through the glass window and flew out, leaving behind a sentence: "She can't make waves anymore, take her in!"

At that time, what Yi Qian thought was: impermanence has no taboos, is the king of hell not as powerful as impermanence?

If Lu Zhaoli vomited old blood after hearing Yi Qian's heartfelt words, he really forgot!

What Lu Zhaoli said was right, the aura of the head had weakened a lot, and Yi Qian felt that if he still had no way to subdue him, he might as well leave it to the right person.

Thousands of calculations were made, but Ji's father woke up faintly.

Ji Yao, Mo Tinghang and Ji Feng all sat cross-legged and closed their eyes obediently, they could also hear the conversation between Lu Yi and them, and they couldn't do much except not to make trouble for them.

At this time there will be a non-cooperative.

Father Ji touched the back of his neck and sat up, muttering, "Why does it hurt so much!"

He grinned in pain.

And the head that died down just now flew straight towards Ji's father as if it had been spattered with chicken blood.Ji's father was still in a trance, and he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and he grabbed it without thinking.

Feeling that the thing was very powerful, round like a ball going into his arms, Ji's father slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the thing in his hand, his face instantly turned livid: "Rusu!"

Hearing these two words, Ji Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Ji's father had already thrown his head out, and hid in the corner while holding his head: "Rusu, don't blame me! You stole the man first! I blame you, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to kill you !"

Yi Qian's hand who was going to save him stopped there. He turned his head in a strange posture and looked at Ji's father who suddenly went crazy.

"You killed this female ghost!" Yi Qian asked after finding his own voice.

Ji Feng stared at the hanging head, obviously the blood was dripping down, he was not afraid of ghosts, but he just sat on the ground stiffly, his heart was cold.

Then he threw himself on Ji's father, raised his fist and hit him, shouting: "What did you do to my mother? What did you do to my mother!"

Ji's father kept telling him that his mother ran away with Xiaobailian and didn't want him anymore, leaving him to this alcoholic and perverted father, it was his mother who didn't want him to live a good life at all!

But what did he hear just now?

It turned out that the mother he loved and hated in his heart was already dead?

He didn't have time to be afraid, his red eyes were about to be filled with hatred, he waved his fists one after another, thinking in his heart, what a mess, why not die together!

Die clean!

Yi Qian sighed, stepped forward and firmly grabbed Ji Feng's fist.

He has lost his mind.

Mo Tinghang over there is not an idiot either, and he is a criminal police officer, what kind of weird murder case have you never seen?Without looking up, he stood up and walked quickly to Yi Qian.

Then he grabbed Ji Feng's other wrist, met the eyes that suddenly stared at him, and said flatly: "Young man, it's not worth it to put you in."

Ji Feng paused for a moment, and at this moment, Ji's father, who had just taken a breath, suddenly covered his mouth and giggled, no different from a lunatic at this time.

"Hahahahaha...hahaha she said she wanted a divorce, he said he didn't want me anymore, and wanted to hug Xiaofeng and go away! Go? Where can she go! It's not that there are people outside? I just—"

Ji's father said to himself, Ji Feng's extinguished anger was rekindled, but this time the limelight was not entirely his.

The female ghost's head seemed to have heard the most mournful voice in the world. She closed her eyes tightly and wailed, her face clearly in pain!

Yi Qian pursed his lips slightly.

Even if you become a ghost, you have already lost consciousness, and you will show pain when you hear what you don't want to hear?

How painful would that be?

After the head howled, the pain in her eyes was gone, replaced by the depth and horror that an evil spirit should have, she suddenly swooped down!

No, that's Ji Yao!Yi Qian screamed in his heart, but his movements were faster than his thoughts. He grabbed her and wanted to block the blow for her, but he felt a strong wind.

The two of them flew out directly.

"Mo Tinghang!" Yi Qian gritted his teeth and screamed, twisting his body and kneeling on the ground forcibly, Mo Tinghang, who heard the voice over there, raised his head in time, and caught Ji Yao who flew over.

But by the way, he could see the female ghost's head clearly.

"Mom!"

"what!"

The two screams seemed out of place in the eerie atmosphere.

"You pervert! Let go of your hand!" Ji Yao kicked Mo Ting Hang, and of course Mo Ting Hang let go of the softness in his hand.

He was not afraid for an instant.

The main target of the female ghost's head was Ji's father who was lying on the ground, but of course he couldn't recognize Ji Feng. The last obstacle was Ji Feng. She flew over and bit Ji Feng's shoulder.

Ji Feng was in pain, but he turned his head stiffly, looking at the terrifying head that was so close, tears streaming down his face.

He was afraid of shadows and ghosts since he was a child. His mother hugged him and coaxed him in the middle of the night, and said to him: "You imagine shadows and ghosts as your mother! Are you still afraid of that?"

If a ghost is warm and smells like a mother, what is there to be afraid of?he thinks.

Until he really saw his mother who had turned into a demon with his own eyes.

He is really not afraid.

In the silence, Yi Qian's flipping handprints suddenly stopped, and a hoarse shout hit the hearts of each of them.

"Mom! Look at me, I'm Xiaofeng! I'm not afraid of you!" Ji Feng cried.