The Witch

Haicheng Association Branch.

The elders of the profound sects who were waiting for the messengers of the underworld, finally, at ten o'clock in the evening, they waited for the underworld envoy, Yuanbai, who had visited his sister by the way.

After Yuanbai walked into the gate of the association and declared his identity, he was immediately led into the meeting room by the long-awaited Xuanmen disciple.

"The president of the China Association, Ju Xiong, has seen the messenger." Ju Xiong, on behalf of all the members in the conference room, bowed to the ghost son.

"Hello everyone, I am Yuanbai." Gui Gongzi glanced away and found that he had never seen anyone in the conference room.

Very well, no one knows the relationship between him and Wu Miaomiao, and it will be easier to flicker after a while.

"Yuan messenger, please take a seat." Ju Xiong led Yuanbai to the first place and sat down.

The ghost boy was not polite, strode over, and sat down calmly.

"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting. It is true that Haicheng's breath is disordered now, and I can't use magical powers at will." The ghost boy who went to the world for a meal first paid a guilty gift.

"The messenger is polite. Now the form of Haicheng is tense. We have been discussing it for a whole afternoon, and there is still no solution. I don't know if there is any solution on the underworld side." Where would Ju Xiong care about Yuanbai being late? , He urgently wanted to know if the underworld had any way to solve the mess in front of him.

"Okay, then I'll talk about the opinions of the underworld." The ghost boy was very straightforward, and went straight up. "When I first learned that the ghost king was born, the underworld held an emergency meeting, and the meeting was presided over by Lord Hades. After the meeting was over, the underworld Two suggestions for handling were given."

Everyone lifted their spirits, and the underworld had a way.

"First, persuade you to surrender. The Negotiation Envoy from the Underworld visited Lishan yesterday and also talked with the Ghost King. However, with the continuous snow drifting from outside and my arrival, you should have guessed the outcome of the negotiation. "

Everyone felt cold, too, if the negotiation succeeds, the ghost king will definitely leave, the snow in Haicheng will stop, and the envoy in front of him does not need to appear.

"The second is to fight."

If you can't talk about it, fight, the opinions of the underworld are really simple and rude.

"Then dare to ask the messenger, how to fight, who to fight with?" Ju Xiong asked.

"Of course it is the King of Ghosts. Otherwise, who else do you want to fight?" Young Master Ghost asked in surprise, "Are there any other culprits besides the King of Ghosts in this matter?"

Juxiong was stunned when he was asked by the ghost, and he didn't dare to mention the nightmare for a while, and seeing the calm appearance of the ghost, could it be that the underworld had a way to kill the ghost king?

"Then what should we do to encircle the ghost king?" Ju Xiong asked.

"Well, naturally you still have to rely on yourself." Gui Gongzi said, "After all, once the underworld sends combat power to this world, the damage it will cause is not much lighter than that of the ghost king. Therefore, Pluto means that he still hopes to rely on the monks. , Protect the world by itself."

"But... with our strength, it's not the opponent of the ghost king at all." Ju Xiong said.

"Hey, the president must not be presumptuous. Human beings are the most miraculous beings in the world. Throughout the ages, the world has experienced countless disasters and nearly perished several times. In the end, it was the wisdom of mankind that saved yourself. So, you must Believe in your own strength, you can." Gui Gongzi encouraged.

Everyone in the Association: Wocao, it's useless to feel you, the messenger of the underworld, just come over and give us chicken soup.

"So... doesn't the underworld have anything to support?" Ju Xiong asked unwillingly.

"Oh, yes." The ghost boy said as he took out a black cloth wrapped thing from his arms, then unfolded it and placed it on the conference table.

Everyone looked intently and found that it was a long, blood-red arrow.

"This is the highest-end weapon in the underworld, the soul-sealing arrow. As long as it is shot by this arrow, even if it is a ghost general, it will be sealed." Gui Gongzi said.

"What about the Ghost King?"

"If you hit the ghost king seal, you can seal half of the ghost king's strength." Gui Gongzi said.

"..." Everyone had an swear word, and they didn't know whether to spray properly.

When will the King of Humans and Ghosts use the King Seal? It will only be used when life and death is at stake. We can all beat the King of Ghosts to death, and we need you to use the Soul Arrow Fart. This thing sounds terrible, and it's just a tasteless one.

"If you lose, the world really has reached the moment of life and death, and the underworld will be your eternal backing." Gui Gongzi encouraged him again.

I really thank you, I'm all dead, you just came here with your backing.

Elder Fang couldn't listen anymore, and stood up and suggested to the messenger of the underworld: "Messenger, we still have another way. As long as the wizard sacrifices the soul of the Witch Gu doll, we can..."

"Shut up!" The devil screamed, and looked at Elder Fang with forceful momentum, "Are you going to compromise with the devil king? The devil king wants a soul to save her daughter today, and another soul will be able to save his subordinates tomorrow. From now on, the whole world, including the underworld, will let the ghost father ask for what he wants, and he will not just go on the ground and underground."

"We... I didn't mean that." Elder Fang was shivered by the roar.

"You don't mean that, what do you mean?" Gui Gongzi coldly snorted, "You gave the ghost of the Witch Gu doll to the ghost king, and the ghost king fell asleep. When he sleeps enough, he wakes up, asks for something, and then sleeps again. Cycle, but there is still an end. You are so old, children all know the reason for being blackmailed to report to the police, don’t you understand?"

Elder Fang was speechless when he was scolded, and he could only secretly say in his heart: depending on your age, you who have been dead for how many years must be older than me.

The younger generation of the association headed by Sang Tian, ​​saw Elder Fang being scolded by the messenger of the underworld, and they were all secretly refreshed. This old boy, who has been relying on the old to sell his old in the Association all day long, can be regarded as having met an older one.

"So now I can only kill the ghost king." Ju Xiong bit his scalp and said.

"Yes, it is best to be able to kill. If it can't, it can be sealed. In short, you can't let the ghost king harm the world." The ghost nodded.

Everyone in the association looked at each other, and in the end no one had any objections.

Ju Xiong looked at Sang Tian. After Sang Tian nodded firmly, he took a deep breath and said: "Okay, then encircle the ghost king."

No matter how different the views of the two parties were before, now that the decision has been made, they must work together.

"Since it's decided, then we must do it as soon as possible." Master Xu, who has never expressed his opinion, said, "The decisive battle between the ghost king and the nightmare is six days later. If we want to do it, we must do it before that. If we are lucky, we will solve it. With the ghost king, there is no risk of nightmare awakening early. If we are unlucky, we can also weaken the power of some ghost kings."

After that, the people of the association began to plan how to encircle and suppress the ghost king. In the middle, the ghost boy had been sitting quietly on the side and did not intervene.

In a blink of an eye, three more days passed.

The snow in Haicheng continued to fall for four days, and the snow on the ground has gone from a thickness of only a few centimeters to a depth that can be buried in the knees. Because there is no snow removal experience as in northern cities, the traffic in Haicheng has basically been paralyzed. Except for the subway, and some important traffic sections, most buses have stopped.

The news network also made in-depth reports on the continuous heavy snow in Haicheng, and people have gradually turned from the joy of seeing the snow scene for the first time into panic. On the Internet, some people have begun to circulate apocalyptic remarks, a movie about the earth being frozen, which is watched and reprinted frequently.

Scientists try to use science to explain this strange phenomenon, but they can't justify their reasons. Coupled with the anxiety of someone deliberately selling on the Internet, people were panicked for a while, and some even started to grab purchases, and the whole city was full of uneasy negative energy.

Ji Lang's nightmare power is getting stronger and stronger under the influence of more and more negative energy. At night, even if he doesn't dream, he can easily perceive the fluctuation of the dream.

"Why hasn't this snow stopped? It feels too bad."

"Today I went to the supermarket to buy rice, and found that all the rice was robbed, and the Internet also robbed it."

"I will leave Haicheng with my family tomorrow and go to my hometown to hide."

"It won't really be like the people on the Internet say, it's the end of the world. Although I think it's impossible, this snow is really weird. I can't help but feel flustered."

"This is about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. There is no sense of joy at all, and my heart is always heavy."

"Anyway, it's going to be the end of the world. What else to do? It's better to go out to grab money. Before the end of the world, I also experience the feeling of a rich person."

"It's okay to kill. The end of the world is coming. The judicial system will be paralyzed. No one can punish me."

"I want to kill her..."

...

One after another, the sounds came endlessly, constantly superimposing on each other, and finally turned into a group of indistinguishable noises, stimulating Ji Lang's brain.

"Hmm!" Ji Lang cried out in pain, covering his ears, curling into a ball on the bed. It's been a long time, he hasn't felt this way for a long time.

"Menggong, Menggong?" Wu Miao was about to cry anxiously, but the continuous negative energy had already exceeded her abilities. She can't stop it, she can't do anything.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The doll stood in front of Ji Lang, opening her mouth and constantly absorbing the negative energy gathered, but no matter how hard it worked, it was just a drop in the bucket.

"I'm fine... just... too noisy." Ji Lang endured his headache and calmed Wu Miaomiao.

"Then, then I'll get the headphones. Just listen to some music." Wu Miaomiao got up to get the headphones, but Ji Lang grabbed his wrist.

"No, you stay with me and talk to me more. I feel better when I hear your voice." Ji Lang said.

"Okay, I'll talk to you." Wu Miaomiao lay next to Ji Lang and kept talking to him. Talk about things when you were young, about going to school, about things that were confessed for the first time.

"Have you ever been confessed? When?" Ji Lang squeezed Wu Miaomiao's hand.

"Yes, just what happened the day before the college entrance examination." Wu Miao said silently.

"Who is that person?"

"Just a classmate in our class, a classmate who is not very familiar."

"What was your reaction?" Ji Lang asked.

"Before I had time to react, he left by himself." Wu Miaomiao explained, "He said that he did not get good grades, and he must not be able to get to the same university as me. He asked me to confess, just to tell me that he likes me, and then he I left."

"Count him acquainted." Ji Lang hummed.

The two talked like this for almost two hours, Ji Lang's complexion slowly recovered some blood, and gradually the voices around them also became quieter. Ji Lang recovered some strength and sat up.

"Miangong, how do you feel? Isn't it better?" Wu Miaomiao asked distressedly.

"much better."

"Are those voices still there?"

"Still, but it seems to be shielded by me." Ji Lang clearly felt that as the nightmare power in his body increased, he had the ability to shield these sounds. Ji Lang faintly felt that the only way to eradicate his sleep disorder was to completely wake up and then take complete control, so that he could shield these dreams on his own.

At the same time, in the center of heavy snow, Lishan.

The top ten masters of the association besieged the ghost king with all their magic weapons, and fought fiercely all night, but failed to break through the ghost soldiers led by the top ten generals. They didn't even see the face of the ghost king.

"Before the general was alive, he galloped on the battlefield for more than ten years, with millions of handsome men and invincible battles. How can ten people like you be able to kill?" The first general under the throne of ghosts, single-handedly, looked at the defeated mysterious The door everyone.

"If the fierce battle continues, the ghost gate will be opened. Before the decisive battle with the nightmare, the general does not want to be extravagant, let's get out of it."

"We, withdraw." Ju Xiong endured the humiliation and gave the order to withdraw.

They still underestimated the strength of the ghost king. The array they prepared could suppress the ghost soldiers under the ghost king's seat, but could not suppress the ghost soldiers under the ghost king's seat. If these 100,000 ghost soldiers can't be suppressed, just killing these ghost soldiers will exhaust their spiritual power, let alone the ghost king.