Nightmare Attack

It's something from Wang Fugui's family!

Thinking of this, Yao, Shun, and Yu couldn't help but get excited. To be able to rescue them in that situation must not be as simple as ordinary ghosts.

Moreover, Wang Fugui of Jiangcheng once said that Yu Chengmu and the others were slapped to death by people from Wang Fugui's sect. He was not sure about Jiangcheng's character, but he was sure that Wang Fugui would not lie and could do it. To this extent, the identity of the thing in Wang Fugui's sect can be determined, and it is a very powerful weirdo.

But the strange thing is that he didn't feel happy about finding a treasure. On the contrary, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. He suddenly felt envious of the man named Jiang Cheng.

"In the nightmare world, it makes people jealous to have someone like Wang Fugui by their side."

Naturally, he could see that the relationship between the two people was very good. One plotted and the other plotted. They cooperated with each other and relied on each other. They helped each other move forward on a dangerous road with no clear way forward and no retreat. They were like a ray of light. Gradually penetrate, as the cracks slowly extend, until finally... splitting this dark world apart.

"Haha, I think you two have almost rested. Time is running out, so let's set off quickly."

Yuan Shan smiled charitablely, but his eyes inadvertently roamed over Wang Fugui and Yao, Shun Yu, and he knew without asking that he was looking for the mirror that could suppress ghosts.

"Mr. Yuan, there is no need to look at it. The mirror has been lost in the lost road. If you want to take it out, you can only go in again.

Yao, Shun, and Yu were very magnanimous about this. He now looked quite miserable, with one ear missing, and blood mixed with dirt and fallen leaves sticky together. He was no better than a ghost.

"The mirror is okay, as long as the person is okay."

Luo Tianhe comforted him, with a hint of regret in his voice. He once thought about getting the mirror and using it as a trump card to deal with the person in the blood corpse tomb, or to frighten Bai Yu, but now Looks like there's no chance.

However, he could accept the result of losing this mirror to several people in Jiangcheng, but if it were him, he would not use this precious mirror to save Yao, Shunyu, and this was obviously a loss-making deal.

In any case, this dangerous and dangerous second level was passed. After a brief rest, everyone continued to set off.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came again from behind everyone.

This time, everyone who heard the footsteps could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. The lonely ghosts followed them again, indicating that the path they were taking now was correct.

Yao, Shun, and Yu were also physically strong, so Li Bai advised him to just pretend to be carrying a coffin and not to use force, as his wounds were still bleeding.

The one who is most disappointed with the current result is naturally Lin Qianqian. Yao, Shun and Yu are not dead, and the curse of the black cat hitting the coffin has not been broken. Maybe this third level will be her death.

But she really responded to those words, whatever she is afraid of, come what may. Just when Lin Qianqian was thinking about how to deal with the Jiangcheng people, something strange appeared at the end of her sight. It seemed like something was shaking.

Everyone slowly slowed down their pace. As the figures in the distance got closer and closer, the fat man walking in the front narrowed his eyes suddenly. He could see clearly that there was a team coming towards them in front of them.

A funeral procession carrying a big black coffin just like them!

What’s even more frightening is that the eight people carrying the coffin have empty shoulders, and all of them have no heads!

"Yes...they are the servants of the Wu Mansion, the eight people who carried Master Wu's body for the first time!"

Lin Qianqian didn't need to elaborate on this. Jiang Cheng recognized the eight headless corpses at first sight. The clothes on the corpses had not been changed, and they were all made of coarse cloth soaked with black and red blood.

But what worries Jiang Cheng the most is that the heads of these eight corpses are still in Master Wu's coffin.

"No, it's going to hit the coffin!"

Yuan Shanyuan's words instantly brought everyone back to reality. The path they were walking on was very narrow and could only accommodate a team of coffin carriers. Moreover, there was no way back for the coffin carriers. They could not retreat, but if they chose to avoid it, they would have to do so. No one can predict what will happen next if we leave the road under our feet.

And everyone had an indescribable feeling that there seemed to be more than just one evil creature, the long-necked female ghost, in the nearby woods, but there were also many pairs of eyes full of hatred staring at them.

"Don't be stunned. Get off this road quickly. Look at the coffin they are carrying. That's... that's the coffin of the eldest young master of the Wu family!"

Li Bai urged sharply.

No wonder Jiang Cheng looked familiar to that coffin. Last time they used this coffin to seal the young master who was about to transform into a corpse. When they went back, they specifically asked the Wu family to find a good place to bury the coffin. Speedy be quick.

Do these Wu family members think they are farting?

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng realized that this must be the fault of the third young master of the Wu family. There was no way that Laifu would not listen to their arrangements. Looking at the current situation, there was a high probability that the third young master would find someone to intercept him.

"Don't mess around!"

Luo Tianhe raised the dragon bar on his shoulder slightly, then turned to look at Lin Qianqian, and said in a commanding tone: "Come here and take my place."

Luo Tianhe had an order, and although Lin Qianqian was scared, she didn't dare to disobey. At this time, Lin Qianqian took Luo Tianhe's place and stood side by side with the fat man. The two of them were in the first row, and they faced the strongest visual impact.

Luo Tianhe, who had escaped temporarily, did not dare to delay. He quickly walked to the coffin, picked up the last bowl of raw rice, then walked quickly to a position 5 meters in front of everyone, squatted down, placed the bowls, took out the fire sticks and lit three incense sticks. Insert into bowl.

Then take out two white candles, light them and place them on both sides.

Not to mention that, in the end Luo Tianhe cut his middle finger and drenched his blood on the bowl of white rice.

In an instant, as if something around them was detonated, the people in Jiangcheng suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing from behind, and the force was more than 10 times stronger than before.

What’s even more strange is that this time, the hungry ghosts no longer grabbed the food with their hands, but rushed to the incense candles, desperately smelling the green smoke emitted after burning the incense.

Others were kneeling or prostrate on the ground, greedily sticking out their tongues and licking the blood-stained raw rice with the tip of their tongues.

As more and more ghosts gathered, they actually blocked the entire road. The scene became extremely weird. What was even more bizarre was that the two white candles that were burning quietly also slowly changed.

The originally orange flames gradually expanded, as if new fuel had been poured into them. The flames were several inches high, and their color also changed to a faint, miserable green, making the surrounding scene even more bizarre.

It was as if I had unknowingly opened up to another world.

"This is... a vaginal passage!"

When Li Bai saw this scene, the expression on his face could no longer be described as shock. She had long known that Luo Tianhe was very skilled, but she never expected that he had reached such a level.

Luo Tianhe used the method left by Mr. Wu to gather these lonely ghosts together and forcibly opened a way out of the underworld, and wanted to send away the evil eldest young master and these 8 headless ghosts. .

,