Bada!
Time passed.
Panzi's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and his face fell to the ground.
In this deathly silence.
It felt like a hammer had struck a drum.
Her back was also wet.
His shirt was already soaked in cold sweat.
It wasn't like he hadn't experienced anything strange before.
However, in the current situation.
This was the first time since she was born.
The few people on the other side desperately winked at him, indicating that he must not move.
Under such circumstances, how could he dare to turn back?
Hu ~
Suddenly.
A gust of cold wind blew into his neck.
It was as if someone was breathing into his ear.
Pan Zi immediately had goosebumps all over his body.
But he still endured it with all his might.
The endurance he had trained on the battlefield back then had long been integrated into his bones.
However, the thing behind him did not intend to let him off so easily.
Very quickly.
A slippery thing climbed up his ear.
It looked like a human hand.
However, Pan Zi quickly denied it. It wasn't because it was bone-chilling and he couldn't feel any warmth at all, but because…that thing suddenly came close to him.
She leaned against his back.
Boom!
Pan Zi swore.
Even when she slept among the dead, she didn't feel this uncomfortable.
Her eyes turned red.
Gritting his teeth, Pan Zi couldn't hold it in anymore.
"F * ck, I can't take it anymore!"
At the same time, he suddenly stood up, pulled out his dagger, and stabbed it out with his backhand.
This slash.
It was ruthless and fast.
Even an old tire could be pierced through.
The position was even more impartial.
Even if he didn't turn around, he could still tell the direction of that thing.
However, the strange thing was…
This slash seemed to have stabbed into the air.
It was light and light.
There was nothing.
"How is that possible?"
Pan Zi was very confident in himself.
That was the experience he had gained from risking his life many times.
"Get down!"
Before he could get distracted.
Wu Sansheng's angry roar exploded in his ears.
Almost subconsciously.
Pan Zi's entire body leaned forward, and his arms were still bent backward, causing his chin to hit the deck heavily.
Blood oozed out from his mouth.
However, he gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word.
The moment he fell to the ground.
Wu Sansheng threw out the black donkey hoof that he had prepared beforehand.
Da Kui was not slow either.
He bent down and grabbed Pan Zi's ankle. With a low growl, the 100-pound man was pulled back by him.
Taking advantage of this small gap, Pan Zi turned around and glanced at him.
Just this one glance.
It was as if a muffled thunder had exploded in his mind.
He thought that there was a dumpling behind him.
After all, they were in a corpse dump, and as far as the eye could see, there were corpses everywhere.
Some were rotten beyond recognition, while some showed no signs of decay.
All kinds of colors were stacked on top of each other.
He had been in the Dao Dou Xing for many years and had followed behind Wu Sansheng. He had handled countless ancient tombs.
He knew that it was easy for a zombie to turn into a zombie in such a situation.
However, Pan Zi never expected this.
It was a woman in white.
Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her figure was graceful.
If he had seen her on the road, he might have stopped and commented on her.
But now, he only felt his scalp go numb and his bones tremble.
Where did this woman come from?
No wonder the group of people looked like they had seen a ghost.
"It's over. This is probably a thousand-year-old dumpling.”
Just as he was feeling uneasy, Wu Sansheng's expression also turned ugly.
That black donkey hoof was completely useless.
"Da Kui, go and bring me that hundred-year-old black donkey hoof. I don't f * cking believe it.”
Seeing that thing was like a maggot attached to a bone, Wu Sansheng's eyes hardened as he roared at Da Kui.
"This thing is called a puppet. The black donkey's hooves are useless against it.”
Zhou Mu walked up from behind and shook his head at him.
Seeing him step forward.
Zhang Qi Ling, who was about to take out the black gold ancient knife and cut his palm to scare the female ghost, stopped in his tracks.
The Qilin blood of the Zhang family was extremely precious.
Every time he took it, the consumption of blood essence was even greater.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not easily reveal the Kirin blood's trump card.
After all…
Wu Sansheng, that old fox, had been testing him from the very beginning.
Although he didn't know what he was trying to do, Zhang Qi Ling could tell that it wasn't a good thing.
As for Zhou Mu…he also wanted to see what other tricks this Righteous Dao Daoist had up his sleeves!
Wu Xie and the others were all attracted by Zhou Mu's words and did not notice Qi Ling's strange behavior.
He only chewed on the word puppet with a strange expression.
They looked at each other.
Wu Sansheng couldn't help but ask," Priest Zhou, is this another ghost from the bottom of the water?”
"That's not it."
"Puppets are between humans, demons, and ghosts.”
"According to the Taoist Faction, her soul was sealed in her corpse. She won't rot and won't be able to enter reincarnation.”
"I can only stay in the world of the living as a lonely ghost.”
Zhou Mu looked at the female ghost in white calmly.
The moment he appeared.
It was as if he was facing a great enemy.
"Therefore, humans and ghosts are different, and Yin and Yang are orderly. Do you want your soul to be destroyed and never reincarnated, or do you want to enter the netherworld and be reincarnated?”
Zhou Mu was actually talking to the female ghost.
The group was at a loss.
Even Wu Sansheng, a veteran of the martial world, was flabbergasted.
When had he ever heard of someone who could talk to ghosts?
But then, an even more shocking scene happened before his eyes.
After hearing Zhou Mu's words, the female ghost... actually knelt down in front of him.
"Truth Seeker, take pity on me and send me through the Yellow Springs!”
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