Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

He couldn't help but ask Heiqiu, "Heiqiu, what will happen to you if I die?"

Hei Chou was silent for a moment, and replied in Ye Fan's heart: "Return to the lord, go back to the place where you came!"

"The deepest, darkest, loneliest place!"

Even with Hei Qiu's steady and deep temperament, there was a trembling in his voice at this moment.

Obviously, it was a terrifying place that made the demon spirits feel mad and tormented.

Heiqiu's voice sounded again, and there was an oath-like firmness in his words: "My lord, Heiqiu will not let you die!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, let's meet this nightmare-level ghost for a while!"

On his body, the dark purple hellish energy turned into a strong purple flame, covering the whole body.

End of sight.

A big sedan chair full of hi-cloth red flowers is floating here!

There were two rows of twenty people standing in front and back, little servants playing gongs and drums, playing suona and other musical instruments, and maids who scattered flowers.

Eight sedan chairmen, dressed in brocade clothes, with red ropes around their waists, and red crowns on their heads, moved in a neat and uniform manner, carrying the big red eight-lift sedan chairs.

The mighty team had a beaming look on everyone's face.

It seems that the bride is really carrying the bride to tie the knot, the atmosphere is lively and festive, and they are walking towards this side!

The vigilant and solemn look on Ye Fan's face became more and more intense.

These bearers, maids, and servants, although their expressions and movements looked very realistic, but in fact they were all paper figures tied together by sheets of paper.

This mighty team is all a team of paper figures composed of ghosts!

The closer you get, the louder the gongs and drums, and the louder the suona.

The icy cold ghost in the air is also more and more piercing.

When the team was about five meters away from Ye Fan, they suddenly stopped.

The sound of gongs, drums and suonas ceased.

A paper figurine who looked like an ancient butler at the top of the queue walked over and gave Ye Fan a very respectful salute.

"Sir, I'm bothering you!"

"My wife has been lonely for a long time!"

"I saw the son today, and I was shocked. I came here in a big sedan chair, and I hope to go back with the son to tie the knot and spend a good night together!"

"I don't know what your son wants?!"

If it is an ordinary person, it is impossible to see that these people are paper people.

Being in the ghost realm, fascinated, ordinary people really think that a good thing has come to an end, and there is a beautiful woman who wants to marry him!

After going there, you will know that it is not a human being who is getting married, but a ghost.

It is not a yang marriage that lasts forever, but a ghost marriage that has no place to die!

Ye Fan sneered when he heard the words of the paper man butler: "I'm a big-headed idiot for you!"

With the soul-shattering knife in his hand, he directly slashed the long-established killing god with a single slash!

bass--

The terrifying sword qi slashed into the void!

The ten-meter-long dark-purple Mingguang Dao Qi seems to have fallen from the sky, and its power is not cast!

The sharp blade light fell down!

It is about to sever this red sedan chair and the ghosts inside it!

The violent blade Qi rolled down, stirring up the strong wind!

"Ouch, it's windy!"

"Stabilize, stabilize Madam's sedan chair!"

"..."

Violent knife strength and knife wind, the battered palanquin and the paper people all began to stagger, and the paper people shouted like real people!

They couldn't see the sword energy, they only felt that there was a strong wind.

"Ugh!"

A long sigh suddenly sounded!

The voice came out from the red eight-carried sedan.

All storms, with this sigh, all dissipated.

In the middle of the eight-handed sedan chair, the red curtain was gently lifted, and a pale ghost light shot out, colliding with the sword aura!

There was no sound, no movement.

The ten-meter-long dark purple sword qi, the violent sword qi that can collapse mountains and rubble, instantly dissipates like a bubble that shatters at the touch of a touch!

Ye Fan's pupils shrank slightly, he gritted his teeth, and scolded in a low voice, "Slot!"

Eight paper-figure bearers squat.

The red eight lifted the sedan chair and slowly fell.

A figure in a red wedding dress walked out slowly.

Under the gorgeous golden-red hijab, an incomparably charming voice came out.

[Author's digression]: Thank you for the golden ticket of the "Successful" brother. Thank you very much. Today, I saw a brother who said that it was all for survival, and I was inexplicably a little emotional. Indeed, life is not easy, so we must work harder, come on, and wish you all the best Everything is smooth sailing, and your studies, career and love are flourishing!

Chapter 52 The third eye of the Sarutail man

A beautiful shadow in a wedding dress slowly walked out of the large sedan chair.

An incomparably coquettish voice sounded from under the golden-red gorgeous red hijab.

"Young master is so cruel to the slave family!"