The Lord of Ghost

"Be careful, this place is very weird.

Qin Yang took out a seven -star plate and injected spiritual power. Suddenly, the glowing was filled, and a starry sky was transformed, and the seven glamorous stars flashed.

But the seven stars of the starry sky are messy and disorderly, and even constantly changing their positions in the star twilight.

"Can't the seven -star disk break the confusion and guidance?" Qin Yang frowned.

The path they had taken before had the star guidance of the seven -star disk. The scene they encountered was not dead. I did not expect to fail here.

Immediately again, he reminded again: "Everyone surrounds them, don't get out of their respective consciousness."

As soon as the words fell, it was silent and empty in the ear.

"Oops!"

Qin Yang turned around, leaving only a strong fog behind him.

"Can you hear it?" His voice was like Hong Zhong, and his chest resonated with thunderous sounds. It seemed to be a powerful method of forging.

Can the fog block the consciousness, maybe the sound cannot be blocked? He wants to try it.

However, the feedback is still dead.

But suddenly, the empty volatility after the silence!

"Brother Qin, I'm here!"

The sound was slightly, but Qin Yang was overjoyed.

Since the sound can be transmitted here, it is easy to handle.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream was spreading in the mist, and everyone's conditions responded.

"What happened?" The disciples of Xuanyang Holy Land shouted anxiously at the source of screaming.

Only the gap after the scream was left.

Several people rushed along the source of the sound, but found nothing there.

They shouted and wanted to find the other people, but the next second found that their voice came from behind!

Instantly, the air was silent.

"ah!"

The sharp screams hit again. They were famous female disciples. The high -pitched tone was mixed with panic and pain, mixed together, as if suffering some unknown horror.

"It's Master Qin!" Several Tianjiao of Xuanyang Holy Land immediately judged the identity of the victims.

"Ah! Don't come here!"

Suddenly, the sound of the sisters of the piano sounded again.

In the fog, Mo Li performed the magical treasure of the Xuanyang Holy Land. Although it has not been used for too long, it does not affect his simplicity.

Glanced at the tragic corpse, Mo Xing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his figure sneaked into the fog.

Immediately afterwards, several people were killed, and the shouts always flashed, there was no room for response.

Soon, someone found the body.

When he looked at the naked scars on the body, the familiar breath could not be ignored directly!

The positive aura of the stars remaining on the corpse is mixed with a special mysterious atmosphere. This is only the effect of [Xuanyang Jue] of Xuanyang Holy Land.

[Xuanyang Jue] It is the most basic method of the Xuanyang Holy Land. Basically, every disciple will meet. The aura has been guided by secrets to form a unique atmosphere in the body. It is difficult for other methods to have the same nature.

In this way, things are already obvious. Those who hunt them in the dark are their own people in Xuanyang Holy Land!

Immediately, someone shouted in the mist: "Be careful, the murderer is his own! He will show [Xuanyang Jue]"

The alert words spread out from all directions, and they all heard it, and the mood of finding a companion suddenly went out.

No one knows if your companion will suddenly give you a knife behind you.

In the fog, Mo Li's figure appeared again.

When he saw the man with his eyes, the female disciple was relieved.

She seemed to see hope, running over, her charming face was slightly panicked, like a frightened little deer, sweet and coquettish, shouting:

"Brother Li Ge! Can you meet you! I'm so scared!"

Her strength is barely enough to go to the ranks of Tianjiao. The reason why she can step into this place and live now, Chu Xiao's asylum has a lot of contributions.

With Chu Xiao's defeat, she decisively put her goal on Qin Yang.

Unfortunately, Qin Yang's heart has everything. As a result, he put the goal on Mo Li's body: Tianjiao, who used the sword, was covered with black belts, his face was clear, and he was very suitable for temporary leaning.

Looking at the running figure in front of him, it was enough to expose and glamorous costumes. The big white rabbit beating, even in the fog, was so white.

Mo Xing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and was extremely charming.

You know, Mo Li's performance talent is inherently excellent. He once lied to the Xiao family of [Suzaku Ancient City], and he also cheated the flawless Jiang Liyue.

thump!

The woman was full of softness and lacking into Mo Li's chest, just like the deer hits her heart, her tone: "Brother Li Ge, I'm so scared! Can you protect me?"

Since the murderer is his own person in the Xuanyang Holy Land, the song is very safe and reliable.

Mo Li did not answer, but just hugged the woman's delicate body tighter and intimate.

Mo Li: "Rest assured, I will protect you!"

Speaking, he put his palms on the back of the woman and stroked comfortably.

In the warm arms, the corner of the woman's mouth could not help but sneer: "Men, don't all be the case?

However, the palms of the pair of strokes gathered quietly.

"Tell you a secret secretly! Actually ..."

The woman's little bird is like a person, and her fingers are drawn around Mo Li's chest.

She believed that her charm was infinite, and there were many male geniuses who confided their feelings to her, including Chu Xiao. I believe that Mo Li was the same.

Mo Li chuckled and said in the most gentle tone: "Actually, I am the murderer."

As soon as the words fell, the hidden attack of the palm sounded together with the woman's scream.

"Plop."

After one move, Mo Li threw the woman in front of him away like throwing away garbage.

"Sorry, I am a cruel person and don't know how to be gentle with women. So... you'd better die!"