The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 39 Duets

I saw Li Gui, who was still staring at everyone with strange eyes, lowered his head to look at the little girl Li Gui who was holding its hand, and his emotionless eyes met the little girl Li Gui's dark eyes.

Looking at this scene, Fang Ming felt that he was going to suffer. It is not easy to take care of the ignorant ghost brother. Sure enough, the last thing he wanted to see would always happen.

Suddenly, Li Gui with his rotten face squatted down, and grabbed the little girl's Li Gui's ankle with his hands.

After grabbing the little girl Ligui's ankle, the rotten Ligui's killing pattern of catching someone's ankle was triggered. The little girl Ligui didn't respond, but the rotten Ligui's body suddenly stopped.

Fang Ming thought to himself, "It seems that this was hurt by the little girl's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi', but for Li Gui, there is no such thing as being hurt or not, either it is complete or it is in a puzzle state, no matter what time it is full. state."

Li Gui with a rotten face continued to grab the little girl's ankle recklessly and suppressed it with supernatural powers. The two fell into a strange balance.

In Fang Ming's eyes, he saw another picture. First of all, the supernatural power of the rotten face and the deadly ghost grabbing the ankle was transferred to him by the little girl every time. On the girl Li Gui.

The remnants of this part of power are gradually accumulating, and it depends on which of the two ghosts can't bear it first. In Fang Ming's view, although the little girl's attack characteristics are very novel, in terms of horror, it is still the one who claims to have jade talent. The Li Gui is stronger.

Although the little girl Li Gui can transfer the spiritual attack, Fang Ming saw that this transfer has a limit, which is related to the strength of the spiritual attack. When the limit value of the supernatural strength is exceeded, the little girl Li Gui's transfer ability is useless.

At this time, many ghost masters present also saw the clues. The two ghosts seemed to pinch each other because of the conflict in the rules of killing.

Everyone was overjoyed. This was great luck for these ghost masters. With the loss of two ghosts, the restrictions on them were much less. They didn't have to worry about triggering the ghosts' killing patterns because of their own actions.

Nagasawa, who had been standing next to the grave-crying ghost's golden bag for a long time, was the first to react, took out another golden bag, and walked towards the place where the black ghost's legs were.

Nagasawa is very clear about his position in the team. He is not good at attacking but better at signing up, so he can only do some aftermath work. This kind of job of detaining unresisting ghosts is very suitable for him.

He laughed at himself and said, "A person must show his own value, otherwise he will be abandoned, especially in this terrifyingly revived world, when there is a lack of power, one must obey the strong."

Fang Ming watched him move away from the golden bag, and with a thought, the ground below the golden bag seemed to be gushing out of groundwater, and a small pool of water formed after a while.

A ghost hand stretched out from the stagnant water, and without the attention of the ghost masters present, he opened the golden bag containing the grave-crying ghost. The ghost hand turned into water mist and dissipated. Six acts.

At this moment, everyone was facing away from the golden bag containing the grave-crying ghost. Except for the two or three ghost masters who were concentrating on dealing with the dark ghost legs, the others were all looking at the choking little girl ghost and the ghost with a rotten face, not daring to intervene too much. , afraid of breaking this fragile balance.

At this moment, the cry of "Woooo~" came from behind everyone.

Everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked at the golden bag where the grave-crying ghost had been imprisoned. They saw that the mouth of the golden bag was opened wide, and the grave-crying ghost stood up from the bag, crying continuously .

Everyone was horrified, wondering what the hell was going on, how did the imprisoned ghost come out of the golden bag, could it be that someone specially released the ghost?

Fang Ming shrugged and said that I did it, please don't thank me.

At this time, the two ghost masters who were still trying to control the ghost's legs had to stare at the ghost completely, so they couldn't see what happened behind them at all. They could only judge what happened by the sound they heard.

Hearing the familiar cries in his ears, Nishi Miyata felt the sorrow welling up in his heart, and he no longer had any hope for the current situation.

I thought to myself, "This is a ghost creature that hasn't entered the ghost rain yet. I and others are embarrassed by these ghosts that appear, so I want to imprison the S-level ghosts."

If Fang Ming could hear his heartfelt thoughts, he would definitely comfort him, "The ghost master team in Happy Little Days is quite strong. At least A-level ghosts can still be restrained, mainly thanks to my assists."

The current team of ghost masters no longer has enough strength to restrict the grave-crying ghost. After the cries of the grave-crying ghost lasted for a few seconds, the two ghost masters who were about to recover from the ghost were the first to be unable to hold on. With a miserable look, he also started to cry, and then lost his breath of life.

The bodies of the two ghost masters who died first also began to tremble, and the few surviving ghost masters began to despair.

At this time, the mutual pinching of the little girl Li Gui and the rotten face Li Gui who were still pinching each other also ended, and both of them fell into a state of panic, each loosened the other's hand and fell in two directions.

With a thought in Fang Ming's mind, the ghost creature extended in this direction, and the pitch-black ghost mist engulfed everything, enveloping the ghost masters and ghosts, and the rain with the smell of rotting corpses fell, dripping on the ghost masters, freezing their hearts.

The surviving ghost masters looked at the suddenly transformed world in bewilderment, and felt the terrifying and supernatural power in the rain, only to realize that they were now ghosts who had entered the ghost rain, and they opened their golden umbrellas one after another.

There was also a clever ghost master who saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he took out the golden bag, covered himself with the golden bag, zipped it up and went straight to the ground, it must be said that he was really a little clever ghost.

The two ghost masters who used to suppress the ghost's legs with ghost eyes and ghost heads also realized that there was nothing to be done, and withdrew their suppression of the ghost's legs.

Because Fang Ming's intervention has completely disrupted the other ghosts being imprisoned by the ghost master, and now they are all focused on defense, for fear of being attacked by Fang Ming.

Fang Ming didn't care what the group of little shrimps were thinking, but looked at the little girl Li Gui and waited for the little girl Li Gui to recover.

Two or three seconds later, the little girl Li Gui's body began to tremble, and she opened her dark eyes.

With a thought in Fang Ming's mind, he dragged the little girl Li Gui and Grave Crying Ghost into the deep ghost world, a world where they only have each other in their eyes.

The little girl Li Gui appeared next to the grave-crying ghost in an instant, holding the hand of the grave-crying ghost, and the grave-crying ghost looked down at his held hand. The crying did not stop, but intensified.

Turning them back into reality, the area where the Grave Crying Ghost and the little girl were located seemed to form a transparent sound wave circle, and all the dripping ghost rain could not be approached by the sound waves and flew out.

The invisible sound wave seems to have a shape at this time, forming a transparent protective cover in the ghost rain, which is filled with cries like a tsunami. With the superposition of crying, the area of ​​the protective cover is getting bigger and bigger, as if A strange sonic ghost was propped up in the ghost rain.

The few remaining ghost masters looked at this scene in horror. Before they could escape, they were surrounded by the sonic ghosts. They could bear the crying for a while, but now they cried along with them, lost. breath of life.

And the ghost master hiding in the golden bag also trembled. After all, the sound was different from other supernatural attacks. It was transmitted through vibrations. Even if it was isolated by the golden bag, the clever ghost master couldn't last long.

(End of this chapter)