hold on to that dragon

The place with the strongest death aura is Netherworld, but many people have died recently in the human world, and the ghosts turned into obsessions have also risen at the same time. If these ghosts can be gathered together, the death aura will also be very strong.

Jiang Rang covered himself and Bu Zhou's breath, and approached the area in front of him silently.

It was a construction site, tens of thousands of people, no, it should be ghosts, they were working, they seemed to be digging wells.

Jiang Rang looked underground, and there was a regular figure made of special materials in the depths of the ground. It was a witch array, but this was just a node of the witch array in the Jingzhou ring.

It seemed to be an important node, because it was severely damaged, which caused the Wuzhen to work very hard.It's no wonder that Jingzhou's popularity loss rate is the slowest, so it is.

These ghosts are repairing the witch array, so they cannot be repaired.

Jiang Rang held his thorn.

"What's the matter?" A female voice came to Jiang Rang's ears through the noisy construction site. It was a familiar voice.

Jiang Rang looked at the source of the sound, and a girl in white clothes, white hair and white skin suddenly appeared in a dark ghost, tearing apart the night like a pale moonlight.

That is, Xiaomeng?Bu Zhou looked at Jiang Rang.

Jiang Rang raised the arrogant insect thorn, and with the movement of chopping down, several invisible huge sharp blades fell on the construction site, the mist was split, the air was torn apart, the ghost was chopped into pieces, and the ghost image twisted into an extremely terrifying shape, screaming The shouts escaped in all directions, but before they spread, they were blocked by the returning fog.

The weak ghosts were immediately smashed into ashes, while the strong ghosts were still howling and struggling. They were worse than those ghosts who were killed immediately.

It's a hell on earth.

Jingzhou in the distance was also hit by a disaster. Buildings shook, roads cracked, animals were restless, and humans ran for their lives in fear.

Overall, though, things are fine.Because the shaman formation in Jingzhou was not fully operational, it was like a slow-moving car, even if it hit a wall, it would not be destroyed.

In Hezhou Lotus Garden farther away, Yu Xuanzhu frowned. He felt that the shaman formation in Jingzhou was completely destroyed.There were originally eight witch formations nested together, but now there are only seven left.

Who did it?

"Jiang Rang is in Jingzhou?" Yu Xuanzhu didn't see Jiang Rang, and under the effect of the mist released by Jiang Rang, Yu Xuanzhu couldn't track him, but it was precisely because he couldn't track him that Yu Xuanzhu suspected that it was him—that he was by Yu Xuanzhu's side The only person who can prevent him from discovering the rain and fog is Heilong.

"...Who are you talking about?" It was He Mengdie who answered.

She came to visit Heyuan in the name of He's family. For some reason, Yu Xuanzhu didn't refuse to see her.

"You know who I'm talking about."

Yu Xuanzhu raised his hand and made a seal, a wisp of black smoke crawled out from his finger like a bug, He Mengdie's hairs stood on end, but the black smoke didn't go at her, but flew towards Ding Mirror, drilled into the mirror surface.

On the construction site in Jingzhou, Buzhou Maoqiu moved uncomfortably, and now Jiang Rang is much stronger than before.

Jiang Rang touched the little fur ball soothingly.

Maoqiu looked at Jiang Rang, and then at the "slaughterhouse" in front of him. I don't know if Jiang Rang noticed something. It was the first time he killed in the human world, but it was ghosts.

Jiang Rang's hair has grown longer again, they flowed from Jiang Rang's side to the front of him, flowing into the construction site ahead like a sudden torrential flood, and the broken soul pieces swarmed like moths seeing the light Pounce on those hair strands.

Jiang Rang stretched out his hand to pull his hair, and those strands of hair exuding black mist reluctantly retreated. At the same time, a black umbrella appeared in front of Jiang Rang. The umbrella opened automatically and floated into the construction site, like an air extractor Also suck those broken soul pieces into the umbrella.

After returning to Netherworld, he will put these soul pieces into Yuyuan and raise them with soul-nourishing grass.

The gray and dead air became weaker and weaker, and the black umbrella returned to Jiang Rang.

Maoqiu sees that there are still a few ghosts that have not been put away, including Xiaomeng.They both looked out of shape and it was a serious injury.

"My lord, have mercy! We were forced!" Except for Xiaomeng, the others lay down on the ground begging for mercy.

They were all ghosts.

Jiang Rang floated in front of them with the fur ball: "How did you get forced?"

"She is the one who threatened me, and she will kill me if she refuses to listen..." A ghost pointed to Xiaomeng and said.

Jiang Rang looked at Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng knelt on one knee: "Master."

Jiang Rang didn't look at her, but looked around: "What's going on here?"

"This, this is a witch formation..." A ghost hurriedly replied.

"continue."

"We, she forced us to repair this witch formation..."

"Are you still going to repair the witch array?"

"That is, we will do what she says."

"continue."

"She said it's ok to create more—the underworld army."

"Who is the underworld army made for? Not for the underworld, right?" Jiang Rang's tone rose slightly.

The ghost was terrified, and kowtowed: "My lord, spare me!" The other ghosts kowtowed along with them, as if trying to knock themselves apart.

"Anything else?"

"No more no more!"

"Do you know what happened to Yu Xuanzhu?"

Xiaomeng's white eyelashes twitched, while others said, "I don't know, hasn't he appeared for many years? Why did Wang ask him?"

"Where is the Witch King, have you seen it?"

"No!"

"Where's the Valkyrie?"

"no!"

"Do you know what happened to the Tu family?"

"do not know."

If you ask a few more ghosts, you won't know anything.

Jiang Rang looked down at Xiaomeng: "They said you threatened them, do you admit it?"

"I don't admit it, I seduced them with Eli, and promised to give them a lot of beauties with spiritual treasures."

"You nonsense! I was coerced by you! King, please believe me!..." several ghosts yelled.

Without saying a word, Jiang Rang directly raised his hand and tore up the ghosts, and then let their soul pieces disappear into the air without using an umbrella to retrieve them.

The obedient workers below usually just obey orders, but it is impossible for those in charge above to not know the truth.Such traitors cannot remain.

Jiang Rang walked up to Xiaomeng: "Since when did you win them over?"

"From the beginning."

"Who are you working for?"

"Is there any difference?"

"What?" Jiang Rang took off his sunglasses and looked at Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng's eyes like ice beads did not retreat: "Is there any difference between doing things for you and doing things for others?"

The furball flew up, interrupting their gaze.

Jiang Rang looked at Maoqiu and said, "You won't say anything?" He was still talking to Xiaomeng.

Xiao Meng didn't say a word, she was also looking at the fur ball. Before, she asked Jiang Rang for the fur ball.

Jiang Rang suddenly reached out and pressed Xiaomeng's head, and Xiaomeng's figure became loose, like thick fog and dense snow.

Jiang Rang is forcibly peeking at Xiaomeng's memory.He is now the king of the three clans, and there are spells in this regard in the inheritance of the Mermaid and Zerg races.Moreover, as the king of ghosts, he has a natural shocking power to the ghost clan, so it is difficult for Xiaomeng to resist him.

As if going back in time, Jiang Rang saw fragments of memory like mirror fragments one after another, and he saw Jiang Ziye in another one. It turned out that Xiaomeng had also been in contact with Jiang Ziye.

Jiang Rang picked up the lens for inspection, but as soon as he touched the lens, the lens would become more shattered, and at the same time, Xiaomeng let out a scream.

Before Xiaomeng completely dissipated, Jiang Rang withdrew his hands, and Xiaomeng sat on the ground with her back bent, her snow-white long hair hanging in front of her like ice, as if her energy had been sucked away.

"Do you know Jiang Ziye?"

Xiaomeng remained motionless like an ice sculpture.

"Jiang Ziye has a curse in his body, and I helped remove it. I think you also have a curse in your physical strength, and I can help you remove it." In fact, Jiang Rang is not sure, he stopped too quickly just now, and has been looking at memory fragments, He didn't check carefully whether Xiaomeng had been cursed.

Xiao Meng finally moved, she raised her head: "No need. If you want to kill me, do it."

Jiang Rang put away his sword and umbrella: "I won't kill you, you go."

Xiaomeng didn't move, as if she had condensed into an ice sculpture again.

"I'm different from others." Jiang Rang turned and left.

Behind him, Xiaomeng took out her white whip, flicked it lightly, the whip shortened and transformed into a white sword, flicked again, the white sword split, and turned into more than a dozen small swords with cold light.

The hairball gave a "chirp" in surprise.

Jiang Rang stopped.

The little sword spread out in the air, slowly circling Xiaomeng, then suddenly retreated into the air, and then rushed back, all piercing into Xiaomeng's body.

"Chirp!"

Jiang Rang turned his head and saw Xiaomeng dissipating like a mist, disappearing into the mist created by Jiang Rang.

Jiang Rang called out his black umbrella, but he couldn't take it back, and Xiaomeng disappeared.

Jiang Rang walked forward holding the umbrella, his long hair floating behind him, and the black umbrella kept emitting black air, seeping into the fog, dyeing the fog dark gray.

After squatting on Jiang Rang's shoulder for a while, Buzhou Maoqiu asked, "Little dream has such a big influence on you?"

"She knows I don't really want to let her go."

"You didn't kill her."

"I let her go three times." The first time was at Xishan, the second time was Lie Yun's negligence, and the third time was today. "Even if she returns to her real master, that person will never believe her again."

The furball fiddled with Jiang Rang's hair with its small wings, and those hairs seemed to be sulking on their own, without any response to it.

"But you just didn't kill her, why didn't you kill her?"

"Working for me is really no different than working for someone else."

Working for Jiang Rang is the hardest, because he is often just a symbol of leanness, regardless of reality.

Jiang Rang saw some memory pictures of Xiaomeng, including the picture of her doing things for the Witch King. It seemed relatively relaxed, and the Witch King didn't seem to use her often.As for Yu Xuanzhu, he has never been in contact with Xiaomeng.

"She doesn't have to do anything if she doesn't want to, and you won't do anything to her. If you don't kill her, she is afraid that she will be killed when she goes back, so she doesn't have to go back. I don't think he committed suicide because of you, she is himself I don’t want to live anymore. Ghosts live because of their obsessions, and she has no obsessions, so she committed suicide, is this normal?”

The ghost clan's obsession will dissipate when it is achieved, and suicide will also dissipate. Isn't this the same result, although the process is different.

After a long silence, Jiang Rang said, "The ghost race is the race with the lowest suicide rate."

suicide rate?Mao Qiu blankly held up its little wings stuck in Jiang Rang's hair: "Really?"

"People who want to die will not become ghosts. Ghosts have deep obsessions, and would rather live and suffer than commit suicide."

Because of this, Xiaomeng's suicide had a great impact on Jiang Rang.

"Could it be that someone else killed her? Didn't you say that she was cursed?"

"uncertain."

"Anyway, it must not have committed suicide for you."

Buzhou Maoqiu's tone was very positive, and Jiang Rang looked at it: "Do you think you committed suicide for me?"