Weird Regulator

Luo Xian remained silent and was not eager to express his position on this matter.

But the situation is like this, so it’s okay not to express your position. Ma Mingyu doesn’t like to talk, but he is very eloquent:

Bai Huaiguang is no longer Bai Huaiguang, you know this.

I understand your concern that a hasty action will affect the overall situation.

But I think taking action first is a more beneficial opportunity for us.

Luo Xian also wanted to hear Ma Mingyu's understanding, and then asked:

how to say?

First, let the seventh ghost reveal its true colors, and it will face a fork in the road of choice.

Should we confront the two clerks who have antagonistic sin items, or should we go to Ji Li who can't use the sin items?

Secondly, there is only the last hour left before the four-hour quill effect.

If we can't complete the escape within one hour, we will completely fail.

Time belongs to the ghost and not to me.

Finally, since it has not taken action until now, it must have something up its sleeve.

So when we know nothing about it, it is more beneficial to interrupt proactively than to wait for the situation to change.

After hearing this, Luo Xian smiled lightly and said meaningfully:

Mingyu, I've never seen you talk so much.

Ma Mingyu snorted coldly. He didn't like to talk but now he had to talk.

But Luo Xian changed the subject and dropped a bombshell:

“Unfortunately, the purge operation is not a way out.

The real way out lies with Manager Ji, and our task is to help him delay.

Ma Mingyu obviously did not expect this step, and was immediately stunned and unable to speak for a long time.

But after the two were silent for a while, she said in a deep voice:

Without Ji Li, wouldn't you be able to think of a way out?

In my opinion, there is no one that is more labor-saving between delaying time and execution.

Instead, it is more feasible for us to find it ourselves.

Luo Xian's expression remained normal. She walked into the main room, gave up her dagger and took out her pistol, killing the two people in the room.

After listening to Ma Mingyu's words, she did not respond.

Seeing that Luo Xian still had this attitude, Ma Mingyu looked slightly cold and finally said something.

She was convinced that once the words were spoken, the other party would definitely implement the plan she said.

Manager Luo, how can you confirm that the seventh ghost must be on Bai Huaiguang?

With one word, Luo Xian's footsteps stopped in place.

All her inferences are based on the premise that the seventh ghost is Bai Huaiguang, and Bai Huaiguang is the seventh ghost.

But Ma Mingyu raised another angle. What if it doesn't?

For example, Bai Huaiguang's body is now a fallen ghost, and the seventh ghost is just waiting for opportunities to hide around them and secretly control everything.

Seeing Luo Xian's behavior, Ma Mingyu said quietly:

“Therefore, there is no harm in forcing it to appear.

Even if it is harmful, it is Ji Li who is harmed.

I am 90% sure that once the seventh ghost is exposed, it will choose Ji Li, who is closer to his life.

Luo Xian looked at Ma Mingyu quietly, her face soft and calm, and after a long time she put away her pistol.

Her and Ma Mingyu's eyes fell on the young man who had just walked out of a certain house outside the village road.

The boy stood in the sunshine and avoided them everywhere.

Just like his original name, he obviously harbors light but has to avoid it.

Luo Xian looked at it and said expressionlessly:

Then try it.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a bottle of incense and a length of blood-stained hemp rope from her canvas bag, grabbed a raisin and put it into her mouth.

Ma Mingyu on the other side didn't ask for help anymore. She held the wall with one hand and jumped hard to chase him not far away.

Bai Huaiguang wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and glanced at the sun in a distracted manner, his snow-white face showing fatigue.

But this was a task given by Luo Xian. After taking a few breaths, he was about to enter another house.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of light footsteps coming from behind, heading straight for him.

Bai Huaiguang knew it was Luo Xian and others, and thought he had new instructions, and was about to turn around.

But he didn't have this opportunity.

A piece of rough and hard hemp rope was suddenly wrapped around his throat. The barbs on the rope cut several bloody marks on his delicate neck.

Bai Huaiguang subconsciously raised his hand to grab the rope, trying to struggle.

But after all, he had no warning and was no match for Luo Xian's initiative. The rope tightened around his neck.

After being strangled for two seconds, the originally rough rope suddenly disappeared.

But there was still a dent in the sunken flesh on his neck, as if only the rope had become transparent.

Luo Xian must do his best in everything he does.

Since she wanted to force ghosts to appear, she couldn't use the method of dealing with living people, so she directly chose to use sinful objects.

This hemp rope strangled six of her clerks in succession during the hanging mission.

It is an extremely convenient weapon for close confrontation.

As for the price, an invisible dent also appeared on Luo Xian's neck.

Of course, this injury is nothing more than causing breathing difficulties and near-death torture.

There was only pain, not injury, and she could endure it.

The rope was already formed. Luo Xian took out the bottle of incense and sprayed it towards Bai Huaiguang.

White mist falls from the sky, looking colorful and beautiful in the sun.

To detect sexual objects, water mist will fill the current area for a few seconds.

If there is a ghost in the area, the water mist will turn red. The darker the color, the stronger the supernatural aura.

Why...sister...sister...

Anyone looks ugly when they are dying, and Bai Huaiguang is no exception.

His jade-like face was twisted and turned purple at the moment, and his soft bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

With his mouth wide open, he desperately breathed in air but it had little effect and only accelerated his death.

Only a pair of blue pupils reflected the cold face of the sister he regarded as his own, full of shock and grievance.

Even at this point, there was still no trace of resentment in his eyes.

The hanging water mist changed from the edge, from translucent white to light red.

Then it began to spread inward, mutating rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until everything turned red.

Bai Huaiguang's figure has since been completely shrouded in red mist.

However, at this moment, Bai Huaiguang's hand suddenly stopped struggling, and seemed to regain its ability to move in an instant.

He grabbed Luo Xian's wrist with such force that beads of sweat formed on his palms.

Luo Xian frowned, and when he was about to break free, he realized that the opponent's strength was far from what he was before, and he was unable to break free for a while.

This forward force pulled her body forward, and the two of them were forced to be close together.

Luo Xian took his time and stretched out the canvas bag with his other hand to get another sinful object.

But at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came, causing her to break out in cold sweat and making her whole body feel cold.

She was shocked to see her right hand separated from her wrist and fell into the bag.

At the same time, a figure gradually walked into her sight.

Ma Mingyu.

Yes, she is walking.

The left arm and right leg still looked normal, but the right arm and left leg that had been lost for a long time actually grew back.

It's just that it is replaced by a dark shadow. This contradictory feeling is as weird as a half-human being and a ghost.

Substituting a beam for a pillar was cleverly used.

Bai Huaiguang was never a ghost, he was just a smoke bomb.

The seventh ghost has always been on Ma Mingyu!

I was seriously ill again yesterday, but I'm finally getting better today.