Supernatural: I, Creator Of Ghosts

"Little big brother... There really aren't ghosts in this world, are there?"

The anchor Shishi had a pitiful face and looked at Su Yang with wide eyes.

Such a girl, any man saw it!

In my heart, a desire to protect will involuntarily arise.

"Don't worry, there are no ghosts in this world, everything is caused by people's hearts."

The president of the Ghost Club immediately patted his chest and promised.

"And even if there is a ghost, I can still make that ghost kneel down and sing conquest to me."

"Look here!"

"In addition to the dean Zhang Zhicheng and seven patients who committed suicide by jumping off the building, another person was suspected of being killed and missing.

The name is Zhao Xiaoan.

The police found Zhao Xiaoan's blood in the bathroom, and it was preliminarily estimated that he had been killed. "

Immediately, Su Yang pointed to another report below.

Everyone's gazes turned towards the direction of Su Yang's finger.

In addition to the name, there is also a picture.

It seems that the text is weak, but it is just a youth in his twenties!

"Strange, the name and the picture look familiar, don't they?"

The three members of the Ghost Club, as well as the anchor Shi Shi, recalled frowning.

"Yes, because you have seen me!"

At this moment, an eerie voice suddenly sounded behind everyone.

Zhao Xiaoan!

Then, isn't that the man in his team?

In an instant, everyone felt their scalps go numb!

The body was stiff on the spot, and the trembling body couldn't help looking behind.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoan's body was surrounded by yin energy, and his pale facial features were hideous, like a demon from hell.

His ten fingers were even sharper and slender, and he was looking at the people in front of him with a sinister face.

"You...you...you are the dead Zhao Xiaoan?"

The anchor Shishi was the first to react, her body trembling slightly.

With a stiff body, he tried his best to hide behind the head of the Spirit Club.

"Why don't you try to let him sing conquest for you?"

The anchor, Shishi, whispered to the head of the Ghost Club in front of her.

Let the ghost in front of him sing conquest?

forget it!

Do you think you have lived too long?

"I was bragging just now, don't take it seriously!"

Looking at the fierce ghost Zhao Xiao'an in front of him, the president of the Ghost Club, his voice trembled slightly.

His voice was full of fear!

In the live broadcast room!

"Fuck, there is really a ghost, it's real or not, is this self-directed and acted?"

"Impossible, it's absolutely true, please call the police, is there Jiang Cheng?"

"Already called the police and said to deal with it immediately."

"I guess the police are here, and cute Shishi is about to die, I need a spiritual support...!"

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"Jie Jie...don't worry...all of you...all of you have to die...!"

Looking at the crowd in front of him, Zhao Xiaoan showed a bloodthirsty and greedy look on his face.

"Boom...!"

In the next second, as soon as Zhao Xiaoan finished speaking, a golden light burst out, and then he saw Zhao Xiaoan's body.

Like a fired cannonball, it forcibly hit the wall behind him.

Earth and rocks splashed on the wall, and it was directly knocked down!

Even so, it didn't stop the body.

He didn't stop until he hit another wall behind him, and his body fell limply to the ground.

On the wall behind him, cracks like spider webs appeared.

Su Yang!

Step by step, he walked towards Zhao Xiaoan.

"Before Zhang Zhicheng committed suicide by jumping off the building with seven patients, he had already killed you.

Because Zhang Zhicheng died!

The corpse will be pulled to the morgue, to the cremation furnace!

Then Zhang Zhicheng would not return to this hospital, and he would not be able to stop the demolition team in time.

The reason why I killed you and locked you in a safe and buried you in the wall.

Just to revive your soul within seven days with the help of your corpse!

So there are not eight ghosts in this building, but several ghosts! "

Seeing Zhao Xiaoan lying on the ground, Su Yang said.

"You...how do you...!"

"boom!"

There was a dull sound, and before Zhao Xiaoan could finish speaking, Su Yang stomped on Zhao Xiaoan, knocking him out of his wits.

A cloud of Yin Qi floated into Su Yang's body.

On the ground, there is still a book of green exercises

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"Little big brother... So, you really came to catch ghosts?"

The anchor Shishi behind her opened her mouth wide.