All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Yang Xuming's roar spread far away in the darkness.

The roar that resembled a beast's rage actually overwhelmed the weird bell, and a strange echo seemed to appear in the dark.

"Reunion!"

"Reunion!"

"Reunion!"

The weird echo was like countless ghosts imitating Yang Xuming's howling in the dark.

And in the blood-red flower bridge, the bride sitting indifferent.

Yang Xuming's ridicule and provocation did not get any response from the female ghost.

Those bearers carrying the sedan chair, with their right foot forward, and their body weight lowered, all stared at Yang Xuming indifferently.

Seems to be watching the next tragic death.

Yang Xuming was full of wildfire, staring back at these ghosts without fear, and snorted coldly.

"Come on... hiss!"

At the moment when he opened his mouth, Yang Xuming's brain suddenly felt a sharp pain like a needle stick.

The ghost fire burning all over his body was instantly extinguished.

The invisible wind that has been surrounding Yang Xuming has disappeared?

After realizing this, Yang Xuming's heart shrank slightly.

Logically speaking, if the bell rings, all ghosts in the range will be affected.

But when he entered the range of the sedan chair, Yang Xuming found that the power of the bell was weakened.

In other words, the power of the bell is almost all against the female ghost in the sedan chair.

So that Yang Xuming can unscrupulously release the ghost fire in his body without being too affected.

But now as that yin wind disappeared, the power of the ringtone was no longer suppressed, spreading unscrupulously beside Yang Xuming.

So Yang Xuming, who was the first to bear the brunt, was directly disturbed and felt the pain that those wailing ghosts also felt.

"hiss……"

At that moment, he felt as if his brain had been stabbed by tens of thousands of needles at the same time.

The unspeakable pain almost made him faint on the spot.

The burly body stepped back several steps in succession.

Yang Xuming held his head, his eyes were congested and red from the pain.

This Nima... this female ghost has an IQ!

Yang Xuming stared at the female ghost in the sedan chair, with an ugly expression.

This female ghost was able to realize the power of the bell so quickly, and used Yang Xuming's bell to kill Yang Xuming.

Although it did not cause fatal damage to Yang Xuming, the sharp pain like a needle stick in the brain was somewhat unbearable even for a tough guy like Yang Xuming.

"awesome……"

Yang Xuming let out a low roar.

As the pain gradually dissipated in his mind, his consciousness began to regain clarity.

He stared at the sedan chair in front of him, and said, "But you can't use ghost fire, so what? You have the ability to come here!"

For Yang Xuming, not being able to use ghost fire is not a fatal weakness.

In the face of such an overly powerful ghost, the only function of the ghost fire is to help Yang Xuming get rid of the negative state.

But now there is no such kind of yin wind around him that can freeze a person's body, and he doesn't need ghost fire at all!

Raising the bell in his hand, Yang Xuming looked at the female ghost in the sedan chair indifferently, and then shook the piercing bell sound.

He is currently relying on Xiaozi's diary.

However, Xiaozi's phagocytic ability is not disturbed by bells.

As long as you are within the swallowing range, as long as you are caught by Xiaozi's ghost hands, you can't break away from the swallowing no matter what you do-just like the ghosts just now!

Bell Bell Bell——Ring Bell Bell——

In Yang Xuming's hand, a harsh bell rang.

He stood proudly among a group of ghosts, staring coldly at the sedan chair in front, motionless.

He didn't rush up to fight this female ghost to death or death, nor did he wait for an opportunity to back off.

Because of the current stalemate, he is profitable and harmless!

The ultimate goal of his coming to the royal camp is to kill Li Zi's ghost.

Now that the ghost has been swallowed by Xiaozi, his ultimate goal is achieved, as long as he escapes from this place, it is victory.

But considering that Ying Sixue and the others were still running away, Yang Xuming decided to stay and stop the female ghost for a while to buy time for Ying Sixue and the others.

After all, what is the ability of the female ghost in front of the sedan chair, Yang Xuming is still not very clear, if he rushes up and is killed by the opponent's ability, wouldn't it be a loss?

And the ghost of the sedan chair obviously also has IQ, maybe she is also afraid of Yang Xuming.

After all, when she came to Yang Xuming two times before, Yang Xuming stood behind a ghost that was even more terrifying than it-Li Zi.

This may be the reason why the female ghost in the sedan chair has not really used the ultimate move to deal with Yang Xuming. It is estimated that she is afraid of the sudden appearance of plums, so she keeps her hands.

But in fact, only Yang Xuming himself knew that after entering this area, he really couldn't call out plums.

And the last thing he could do was Xiaozi.

But can Xiaozi deal with this female ghost... This is very metaphysical.

Therefore, the two sides were in a stalemate, Yang Xuming did not take the initiative to attack, and the female ghost in the sedan chair was just sitting in the sedan chair indifferently.

Only the bell in Yang Xuming's hand rang constantly in the dark, causing the other ghosts in the family-sending team to scream and roll on the ground.

In the darkness, the situation fell into a weird stalemate.

Time goes by every minute.

Yang Xuming's hand shaking the bell was a little sore, but he never dared to stop.

Forgetting the time, Ying Sixue and the others should have run far away.

So Yang Xuming took a deep breath and stared at the female ghost in front of him, planning to retreat.

But just as he was about to step back, a familiar scream suddenly sounded behind him.

That voice was...Lin Qiu's sixth grandfather?

Yang Xuming turned his head abruptly, and saw with a dazed expression that in the darkness behind him, Lin Qiu's sixth grandfather and the pale ghost were running towards here in horror.

Something screamed bitterly in his mouth.

"The Killer... It's the Killer here!"

"The killer of Blood River is here!"

Behind the pale ghost shadow, two girls followed.

The expressions of the two girls were equally alarmed, as if something terrifying behind them was chasing them.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming was stunned.

What's this... why are you running back again?

He stared at the direction Ying Sixue and the others ran, wanting to see what was chasing them in front of them.

The killer of Blood River... Blood River... This is not a good word.

Are there other ghosts in this place?

Yang Xuming stared at Ying Sixue and the others, and from a distance, he saw a tall, blood-red figure coming from the darkness.

The scarlet hat concealed its face.

The hoisted spirit banner swaggered in the dark.

The blood-red coat, hunting in the cold wind.

With the appearance of the blood-robed hat, Yang Xuming heard a familiar and strange ringtone.

It was his father who drove Ying Sixue and Lin Qiu back away... actually? !

Yang Xuming's eyes almost burst out.