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Chapter 370 Impermanence demands life (please vote for me)

As soon as Hua Dan appeared and just stood there, the Gu Masters and Ghost Poets who were close to her suddenly fell to the ground with tears in their eyes.

Then, those who had fallen to the ground stood up again, posing as if they were performing an opera, with stiff and hideous smiles on their faces.

Other Gu Masters and witches all retreated and dared not approach.

Hua Dan took small steps and went straight towards Qiao Ling. Cheng Ge and Xing Zhu rushed forward immediately. Various poisonous snakes came out from their clothes and hissed at Hua Dan.

The poisonous snake rotted into a pile of bones before it even got close to Hua Dan. Seeing Hua Dan getting closer and closer, Cheng Ge and Xing Zhu closed their eyes in despair, and with their faith in the Five Spirits Saint, they vowed to never retreat.

The stench of the dead came with a chill, the fear of death loomed in their hearts, and an even stronger and colder breath suddenly attacked from behind them.

Chengge and Xingzhu froze in place, their eyes wide open in horror, feeling as if there was an evil ghost behind them that was more terrifying than Huadan. If they took a breath, they would die immediately.

Sang Que walked step by step from behind Chengge and the others to the front. He did not show any fear in front of the Hua Dan on the sixth floor, which surprised Chengge and Xingzhu.

The other witches and sorcerers had already fled far away. None of them could directly fight against Hua Dan. The old woman who was the leader also needed a certain amount of preparation time and sufficient sacrifices to invite the Ghost King to assist them.

Huadan stopped five steps away from Sangque, and she couldn't put her foot down no matter how hard she tried. It seemed as if there was an invisible force between the two of them, and neither of them would give in.

A sound of porcelain cracking could be heard from Sang Que's arms. The white porcelain doll given to her by the ghost peddler was absorbing the damage done to her by the Hua Dan. Some messy oil paint appeared on the doll's face, making it look more and more like a drama face.

If it weren't for this white porcelain doll, even if Sang Que could simulate the breath of an evil spirit, she would not be able to withstand the erosion of Hua Dan's power.

The female lead pressed her feet down hard, stared at the bird with her smiling peach blossom eyes, and began to sing in a humming voice.

"Look at my sister, her face is pretty, her eyebrows are as dark as ink and her eyes are as beautiful as waves. Her ambitions are as high as the sky, but her life is as thin as duckweed and paper!"

Click!

The white porcelain doll in Sang Que's arms shattered with a sound, and she felt a pair of hands appear under the skin of her neck, strangling her neck slowly and applying force, making her feel suffocated and unable to resist.

The power of resuscitation had been consumed when she dealt with Wusheng previously. It had been less than six hours and she did not have a second life to fight against Huadan.

At the critical moment, a steel fork suddenly shot out from the darkness and pierced through the Huadan's body. The Huadan's delicate face immediately began to swell and deform, and her limbs twisted.

In desperation, Hua Dan had to give up the attack on Sang Que and quickly returned to the troupe owner in the center of the battlefield.

Sang Que relaxed all over and gasped for breath. Seeing Cheng Ge's pale face and that everyone else in Yunzhou had hidden far away, she said nothing and ran to the edge of the woods to check the situation.

Pang En and Zi Ling disappeared, and no one knew where they went.

Qiu Wanjun was panting and standing not far from Sang Que. It was very burdensome for him to control the Bull-Headed Ghost.

His mouth was swollen and a long scarlet tongue fell out of it, hanging down to his chest, making uncontrollable sounds.

"I want to divorce my wife who has been rotting away at home!"

"I'm not from a noble family, I'm actually a cattle herder, hahaha!"

"I……"

Before the tongue could utter the third sentence, Qiu Wanjun used the Ten-Victory Stone Dagger to cut off the tongue, and covered his mouth while enduring the severe pain. The tongue was the most powerful and vicious Yin thing Qiu Wanjun had ever seen, and no one was willing to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

After any use, the tongue will continue to grow. Every time it grows too long to be covered by the mouth and falls out, it will reveal one's most private secrets. The person has to endure severe pain and cut off the tongue again and again for three days.

Yin Tong was eager to get his hands on that tongue, but the bull-headed ghost beside Qiu Wanjun was not easy to deal with, so Yin Tong did not dare to get close.

The land that was originally a river of blood gradually returned to its original color. All the corpses disappeared, and all the blood was almost completely absorbed by the class owner.

Although Qiao Ling has been trying hard to grab Qi and blood, the Qi and blood are already in abundance. The ghost troupe has made sufficient preparations in advance and taken all unexpected events into account.

The troupe owner in red raised his orchid finger and sang, "Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clouds and fog dissipated, and with the class owner as the center, blood ripples expanded outward from under his feet, and the entire earth quickly turned into a calm and waveless blood lake.

The leader in red stood in the center of the lake, and his reflection turned into a female lead in costume. Their movements and expressions were exactly the same, like the same person in different guises.

The dramatic face in the sky, composed entirely of various evil spirits, gradually appeared, and the cracks in it that were created by the power of the Taoist Master had disappeared without a trace.

The reflection of the actor's face in the blood lake opened its mouth with a sinister smile. The red-dressed troupe leader and the female lead merged toward the same horizontal line and gradually entered the mouth of the reflection of the actor's face.

At this moment, everyone heard the sound of chains colliding, crisp and pleasant.

A pitch-black soul-catching chain and a pure white mourning stick suddenly flew out from the left and right sides of the red-clothed leader.

The soul-catching lock instantly locked onto the troupe leader's body, and the mourning stick hit him hard, and the actress in the reflection of the blood lake under the troupe leader's feet was hit and disappeared in an instant.

Qiu Wanjun, who was standing by, saw this scene and burst into tears. He was extremely excited and sobbed as he bowed in the direction of the Blood Lake.

Sang Que looked at the two ghosts that appeared out of thin air with an incredible look.

One, wearing a pale white robe that fluttered in the wind, tall and thin, holding a white mourning stick, wearing a tall white pointed hat with the words "First sight brings wealth" written on it, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were narrow and slanted, and his smile seemed to be crying but not crying.

One of them was wearing a pitch-black robe, with a burly and strong figure, holding a black soul-catching chain in his hand, and wearing a black pointed hat with the words "Peace in the World" written on it. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his eyebrows were as thick as ink, his pair of wide-open eyes were piercing but full of murderous intent, and his mouth was wide with fangs, making him look hideous and terrifying.

Black and white are impermanent!

Is there actually a Black and White Impermanence in this world? Sang Que was very shocked. When she saw Qiu Wanjun's Bull-Headed Ghost just now, she had thought, could there be a Horse-Faced Ghost here?

Now it is enough to be sure that the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, the Black and White Impermanence, and the Judge Yama may all exist in this world!

The appearance of Black and White Impermanence interrupted the promotion ceremony of the Red-Clothed Class Leader. Black Impermanence locked up the Red-Clothed Class Leader with the Soul-Hooking Lock, while White Impermanence swung his mourning stick towards the blood lake.

Ripples appeared, the face in the blood lake shattered, and the face above the head disappeared in an instant.

A middle-aged man wearing a red official uniform, with a beard and a dignified face appeared in the distance. He walked slowly towards them, and when his feet landed, the blood lake on the ground receded, revealing the originally charred and barren land.

Although Sang Que couldn't see the face clearly from a distance, her intuition told her that it was the prime minister Zuo Jinye, her biological father.

As Mo Yanshu expected, he came!
See you tomorrow~