All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The moment the sword in Yang Xuming's hand fell, the ghost wailed in pain.

It's just that Yang Xuming's sword hasn't been cut yet, what is this guy howling?

Are you asking Li Zi for help?

Yang Xuming didn't care, the sword didn't stop at all, and he slashed it straight down.

The heavy sword slashed directly on Nangui's body, and the blade that had not been opened was as sharp as a hot knife cut into butter, easily piercing through the body of Nangui.

The ghost wailed even more desperately.

"Help! Don't! Don't take me away... Don't take me away!"

In the ghost's desperate wailing and fear, his eyes have been staring in a certain direction behind Yang Xuming.

At first, Yang Xuming thought this guy was watching him, but why is the content of this ghost's howling wrong?

Take it away? Who took it?

Yang Xuming suddenly looked behind him.

However, there was nothing behind him.

He is indeed the only living person in his bedroom.

Seeing that no other ghosts appeared, Yang Xuming breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head again, looked at the wailing ghost in front of him, and snorted.

"Howl your uncle! Shut up to Lao Tzu! No one will come to rescue you if you break your throat!"

After these ghosts put on embroidered shoes, they completely lost the ability to resist.

No matter what their original ability is, they can't show it right now.

Yang Xuming directly raised the big sword in his hand and slashed heavily at the evil spirit in front of him.

Although Xiaozi's diary was thrown outside, she couldn't use the simplest method of devouring to solve this ghost.

But Yang Xuming didn't believe that he chopped the ghost into pieces. This ghost can still live!

The sword in his hand was raised heavily.

Then fall!

boom!

With a muffled sound, Yang Xuming's sword fell through.

The metal sword slammed heavily on the dry yellow ground, making a dull sound.

And the ghost who was originally lying at Yang Xuming's feet was now a few meters away, curled up into a ball, looking at Yang Xuming's back in horror and despair, begging and crying constantly.

"Don't... I won't go... I won't go... Don't take me away... Don't find me..."

It seems to be rejecting something scary, and that scary thing wants to take it away?

A hint of chill appeared in Yang Xuming's heart.

Because the current situation shows that the thing really came...

The mist began to dissipate all around.

When the surrounding fog dissipated, Yang Xuming found himself standing in the middle of a loess road.

On both sides of the Huangtu Road, a group of people with indifferent expressions and old-fashioned dresses stood densely.

These people are tall or short, male or female, and the only thing they have in common is that they all stared at the wailing ghost curled up in the middle of the Huangtu Road with a kind of indifferent and strange eyes.

It was Yang Xuming who enjoyed this treatment last time.

But this time, these figures completely ignored Yang Xuming.

All the figures looked indifferently at the wailing ghost who was desperately begging for mercy.

But no one came over.

The mist is still dissipating.

The silhouettes of people on both sides of Huangtu Road were densely packed in two rows, as if they were in a road welcoming the arrival of some kind of existence.

It also seems to be just standing on the side of the road watching the lively passers-by.

Yang Xuming was a little nervous.

He tried to leave this weird place, but he didn't see any way out.

The figures standing on both sides of the road were weird and terrifying, and Yang Xuming was not sure what they would do when he walked over.

And on this dry and dilapidated loess road, only the front and back directions are covered by fog, and I don't know where it leads.

Yang Xuming is a little nervous-what should I do this time?

Last time it was plum who came to break the game. Do you have to count on plum this time?

And now, depending on the situation, it was this ghost who was stared at by the female ghost.

That female ghost is going to take the ghost away?

Yang Xuming gritted his teeth abruptly and directly raised the sword in his hand.

——How can that female ghost take this guy away!

He must hack to death the thief who stole the phone!

Yang Xuming raised his sword and rushed towards the ghost.

However, he had just taken the first step, and the figures on both sides of the road who had been standing stupidly moved in vain.

All the figures turned their heads neatly and looked at Yang Xuming.

Those eyes had a pair of hollow and silent eyes, and those wooden and indifferent faces were all weird like ghosts.

Can't feel the slightest anger of a living person at all.

Yang Xuming's footsteps froze, and then he glared back more fiercely, cursing.

"What do you look at? Look at it again and dig out your eyes!"

Yang Xuming directly raised his sword and rushed out, rushing to the ghost in front of him, completely ignoring the strange figures on both sides.

At this moment, a piercing and familiar suona suddenly sounded in the mist.

The piercing suona was extremely festive, as if a welcoming team had appeared.

But this festive suona sounded at this time, but it was extremely infiltrating.

The moment Yang Xuming heard the suona, the goose bumps all over his body rose.

At the end of the loess road in front of him, deep in the mist, a blood-red greeter team slowly walked out.

All the people in this welcoming party were wearing blood-red clothes, holding blood-red signs, and carrying blood-red sedan chairs.

The two blood-clothed figures walking in the forefront were even covered with red cloth. While walking, they took out blood-red petals from the flower basket and swayed them.

A biting chill came on his face.

Unspeakable fear comes from the heart.

Yang Xuming discovered for the first time that this scene was so terrifying.

The feeling of horror, even he didn't realize it last time.

The figures on both sides of the road no longer looked at Yang Xuming.

After the big red sedan chair appeared, all the figures turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sedan chair.

And the ghost on the ground wailed even more desperately.

The red embroidered shoe was tightly attached to its foot.

It crawled desperately in the direction where Yang Xuming was, and wailed desperately for mercy.

"Kill...Kill me..."

The ghost begged painfully, "Don't let it take me away...I won't go...I don't want to..."

The ghost's wailing, heard Yang Xuming's scalp numb.

This ghost is afraid of that stuff to the point that he would rather die immediately than go?

How scary would it be to be taken away by that female ghost?

He subconsciously looked at the big red sedan chair in the welcoming procession.

There is no color embellishment on the blood-red sedan chair carried by the pale-skinned and dead men.

The blood red sedan chair does not look festive, but it is extremely permeating.

The scarlet car curtain seemed to be dripping blood continuously.

A pale, dead hand slowly stretched out from the car curtain, and opened the car curtain.

A gloomy sight stared at Yang Xuming on the Huangtu Road from behind the car curtain.

Senran's fear, like a cold hand, firmly gripped Yang Xuming's heart.

This Nima-what to do?

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