All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In the waist-high cornfield, three living people ran desperately following the pale ghost in front of them.

In front of them, from time to time, pale ghosts could be seen stopping to work and fleeing.

Obviously, the Lin family enslaved in this cornfield are more than Lin Qiu's sixth grandfather!

Behind them, a strange blood-red bridal party was carrying a scary scarlet sedan chair walking in the cornfield.

They seem to be very slow, but they quickly narrowed the distance between Yang Xuming and the three of them.

The eerie and weird suona was getting closer and closer behind the three of them.

Yang Xuming heard his scalp numb.

"Damn! I met a fierce ghost when I came in, this copy can't be brushed!"

Yang Xuming was so anxious that his brain ached.

He has personally experienced the horror of the female ghost in the sedan chair twice.

Now he ran into him unpreparedly. Is this heaven dying me?

Yang Xuming turned around abruptly while running, and aimed his left hand at the blood red team behind him.

At this time, the blood-red sedan chair was quite close to them, and the distance between the two parties was even less than ten meters!

Yang Xuming can already clearly see the pale fingers of the two suona ghosts walking in the front!

The cold wind rushed towards him.

Yang Xuming directly raised his left hand and aimed at the group of ghosts in red behind him.

"The evil spirits retreat!"

Yang Xuming roared, and the pale ghost fire spewed out of his hand like a bank burst, continuously rushing to the group of ghosts behind him.

The number of pale flames is so huge that it has even formed a flying dragon in the dark.

Yang Xuming was even more mentally overloaded because of the large amount of power that spurred the wildfire, and almost fainted in the darkness before his eyes.

However, when the raging white ghost fire approached the blood-red kiss-sending team, a cold wind blew, and all the ghosts near the kiss-sending team went out!

Even close to the group of ghosts can't do it.

Yang Xuming, who saw this scene with his own eyes, turned around and ran without saying a word.

WDNM!

How do you fight this?

The strength of the two sides is not of the same magnitude at all!

Yang Xuming felt so miserable.

Isn’t it the weakest ability? How do I feel that my ability can only abuse food!

This eldest lady of the Wang family is so horrible, there are so many ghosts beside the sedan chair, even if you take out a small posture, it is useless!

Ying Sixue saw Yang Xuming catching up, and said quickly, "Hurry up and call your wife out."

Ying Sixue showed a rare anxious expression, "If you don't call her out, we will all die!"

Yang Xuming complied with the kindness, immediately took out the red candle of marriage, and tore the red paper on it.

But something strange happened.

This red candle of marriage that ignites when it encounters a ghost has no response this time, even if the ghost sedan chair behind them has chased five meters away, the candle did not react at all, and it did not automatically burn at all!

"Damn! Fortunately, I was prepared!"

Yang Xuming took out a lighter.

Although he didn't smoke, he had already foreseen that the candle might not burn automatically, so he brought a lighter as a spare.

During the run, the lighter in Yang Xuming's hand was so weak that it seemed to be extinguished at any time, but this was undoubtedly the last vitality of the three at this time.

He put the flame of the lighter on the wick of the marriage candle and tried to ignite the marriage candle artificially.

But something even stranger happened.

Even if the flame of the lighter keeps scorching the wick of the marriage candle, this candle can't be ignited?

Yang Xuming's mentality collapsed.

This thing... is it really going to stop here?

He stopped abruptly and looked fiercely at the family-sending team behind him.

At this time, the family sending team was only three meters away from them, and it could be said to be close at hand.

But Yang Xuming's ghost fire and marriage candles were not effective.

But he stopped in front of the family-sending team with ferocious eyes, and directly raised the bell that had been useless.

"Run... Missy."

Yang Xuming stopped on the must-travel of this group of ghosts, staring at the red sedan chair in the family-sending team, and said.

"I'm going to settle the ledger with this stuff."

Yang Xuming said with a fierce expression, "If you dare to grab food from me, the female ghost will also pay the price for Lao Tzu!"

His biggest purpose for Yang Xuming's visit to Wangguan Camp was to find this sedan chair female ghost to settle the ledger.

Because Li Zi's ghost was taken away by the sedan chair female ghost, Yang Xuming's plan to ask the ghost died.

Now the ghost of the sedan chair has just been found. Since it can't run, let's calculate the ledger together!

Yang Xuming stared fiercely at the closer and closer team of sending off the family.

When the sending party blowing suona and blood-red petals approached Yang Xuming within one meter, Yang Xuming directly rang the bell in his hand.

Bell Bell Bell——

The hurried bell rang violently in the darkness, like a urging soul sound, and instantly overwhelmed the eerie and weird suona.

In the sent-off party, all the Li ghosts in blood robed all wailing ghost howls and twisted their bodies in pain.

However, the blood-red flower bridge in the center of the team was calm as usual, without any response.

Even the bearers who carried the sedan chair back and forth in Huaqiao did not respond. They just stopped and looked at Yang Xuming indifferently, with empty eyes.

But Yang Xuming did not stop.

Holding a bell in his left hand and a big sword with a hideous shape in his right hand, he walked directly toward the family-sending team in front of him.

Step into the middle of the group of ghosts!

Bell Bell Bell——

The hurried bell rang in the welcoming team.

Wherever Yang Xuming went, the ghosts in blood all wailed in pain and retreated to both sides in panic, making a spacious road for Yang Xuming.

All the ghosts wailed and knelt down on both sides of Yang Xuming in pain.

Wherever the living goes, the dead give way!

Bell Bell Bell——Ring Bell Bell——

The rapid ringtone seemed to resound in the dark with strange echoes.

But Yang Xuming ignored it.

I don't know what's going on in this dark world. I can't see the sky or the moon. The fields are pitch black, like a strange world swallowed by darkness.

The blood-red flower bridge, quietly stopped in the center of the sending party.

While all the ghosts were screaming and wailing, only the bearer who carried the sedan chair was calm as usual.

And as calm as usual, there was a strange ghost dressed as a groom.

It stood sluggishly in front of the scarlet sedan chair and looked at Yang Xuming dumbly, like a puppet being remotely controlled, without any freedom.

The strange ghost dressed up by this bridegroom is the ghost of Li Zi!

Yang Xuming walked towards it indifferently, towards the blood-red sedan chair, and the fierce big sword with the horned skull hilt dragged a long sword mark on the ground behind him.

The pale flame burned in the sword.

His eyes were fierce and he passed through the red wedding party, past all the ghosts blocking the road.

Then he raised his big sword and smashed it heavily at the ghost in front of him.

Endlessly!