I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 373 Tongue Pulling (asking for monthly ticket)

"Destroy!"

The besieged Bai Wuchang swung his long tongue and shouted a word, and the large group of Yin soldiers in front of him instantly turned to ashes, greatly reducing the pressure on Hei Wuchang and Zuo Jinye.

However, there were many ghost soldiers behind him. A long spear unexpectedly pierced Bai Wuchang's body, and then more rusty weapons chopped down at Bai Wuchang. As a ghost, Bai Wuchang would not be injured or die, but his movements were restricted because he was surrounded by too many ghost soldiers.

Before he could make a second noise to destroy these evil soldiers, a pair of small blue-black hands suddenly grabbed Bai Wuchang's long scarlet tongue hanging from his chest.

All the hands in the hole in Yin Tong's abdomen stretched out one after another, grabbing the long scarlet tongue and exerting force together. Her whole body began to become transparent and illusory, only those hands that gathered all the strength remained real.

Tear!

The long tongue was pulled off by many small hands, and Bai Wuchang's body staggered forward. When he saw Yin Tong and the tongue in Yin Tong's hand, he became furious.

Yin Tong quickly covered his tongue into his mouth, without putting his hands down, and uttered a crisp and childish word "get out" from his mouth.

A strong wind blew in Bai Wuchang's face, and the messy hair on his face was blown up, but he did not suffer any harm. Instead, the force from his tongue hit Yin Tong hard. She was immediately like a ball, knocking away many Yin soldiers behind her and was bounced away.

When using the power of the tongue, if the strength gap is too big, the power will backfire on oneself. Yin Tong shouted "get out" instead of "kill" in order to escape.

But Bai Wuchang is not easy to bully. When Yin Tong was still flying backwards in the air, Bai Wuchang instantly appeared beside her and hit Yin Tong's small body hard with the mourning stick.

The power of a powerful ghost enveloped Yin Tong, making her unable to resist. She could only close her eyes in despair and keep her mouth tightly shut, refusing to give up the tongue that she had taken back with her own ability.

At the critical moment, Yin Tong's body suddenly disappeared in mid-air. Sang Que used the contract between her and Yin Tong to forcibly pull Yin Tong back.

But after Bai Wuchang's stick locks on the target, it can penetrate space.

Sang Que, who was standing on the edge of the abyss, was hit hard on the back by an invisible force. His muscles, bones and soul felt as if they were hit by a large truck at high speed. Half of the force was borne by Yin Tong, but Sang Que still spat out a mouthful of blood. He was knocked off the edge of the abyss and fell into the dark void.

The sound of Hulusi suddenly rang out, and something slippery and cold suddenly wrapped around Sang Que's wrist, suddenly slowing down the force of her fall.

Sang Que struggled to raise his head, and saw Cheng Ge lying on the edge of the abyss. His two arms turned into many entangled poisonous snakes and stretched forward with force. It was these poisonous snakes that entangled Sang Que's wrists.

Xingzhu played the Hulusi, causing the snakes to grow rapidly and become full of strength. They climbed onto Sangque and held her firmly in place.

In the darkness under the abyss, it seemed as if there were dozens or even millions of wronged souls crowded together, looking up at Sangque. The black smoke formed the shape of dry evil ghosts, constantly climbing up from the edge of the abyss, one after another, densely packed, heading straight for where Sangque was.

Sang Que's eyes went dark for a while, his consciousness became scattered and he couldn't concentrate, as if his soul had been shattered by the mourning stick.

Rumble!
The ground continued to shake and collapse, and the area under Chengge quickly broke apart, and he fell down suddenly. Chengge frowned, and pulled Sangque up with all his strength. Xingzhu controlled the snakes to disperse all the ghosts that had already climbed up, preventing them from getting close, and Qiao Ling also came over and offered his hand to help.

With the concerted efforts of several people, Sang Que was rescued and collapsed directly into Qiao Ling's arms. Qiao Ling knew at a glance that Sang Que was seriously injured and immediately carried him on his back.

"Come on!"

Cheng Ge took a last look at the distance. The ghost soldiers were coming in an endless stream. The strange blood pool in the center of the abyss was shrouded in billowing black smoke, and the dark clouds in the sky were also covered with hideous cracks.

The Jianshui City tilted more than ninety degrees, and with a loud bang, it completely fell into the abyss, stirring up a cloud of dust.

This ghost area is about to be completely destroyed!
Qiao Ling had already carried Sang Que out of the life gate that had been opened earlier. Cheng Ge pulled Xing Zhu and jumped out of the empty door before the area collapsed.

Chengge and Xingzhu fell together into the graveyard of the mass grave, and their faces almost hit the corpse wrapped in a torn mat.

The ground in the ghost realm was shaking, but the mass grave was still as silent as death. The evil fog around it dissipated at some point, the night turned blood red, and the full moon above turned black.

Ghosts and monsters appeared from all over the mass graves, their bodies scattered like smoke and rose into the sky. This was the case everywhere in Qinzhou.

"We must get away from here quickly. If there is a way to take shelter in the hidden world, that would be the best. Qinzhou may become a dead zone completely."

While checking on Sang Que's condition, Qiao Ling quickly spoke to Cheng Ge and Xing Zhu.

Sang Que was in a half-asleep state at the moment, and the mark left by the earth ghost on the back of her neck was chilling and piercing.

Logically speaking, given the huge gap between Sang Que and Bai Wuchang, Sang Que should be beaten to death with one blow from the mourning stick.

But only Sangque's soul was shaken. This was most likely caused by the earth ghost, which had targeted Sangque's soul.

Qiao Ling also realized that some of the power of the surrounding ghosts was actually rushing towards Sang Que and was injected into Sang Que's right hand.

Qiao Ling lifted Sang Que's right hand and saw a faint mark of a copper coin on her palm. Qiao Ling didn't know what he was thinking of, his pupils trembled, and he looked at Sang Que in some surprise.

Qiao Ling had suspected a long time ago that Sang Que had a relationship with Wu You, the leader of Jiuge. The relationship between Wu You and Zuo Jinye was no secret in Jiuge. As soon as Zuo Jinye appeared today, he suddenly attacked Sang Que, locking her in place but not hurting her...

Considering all that had happened before, Qiao Ling already had the answer in her mind. She silently grasped Sang Que's wrist, and there was a hint of wariness in her eyes when she looked at Cheng Ge.

At this time, Cheng Ge didn't pay attention to so many things. After listening to Qiao Ling's words, Cheng Ge squatted in front of Xing Zhu, cut his finger, and used blood to quickly draw a strange totem on Xing Zhu's face.

Xingzhu's eyes slowly turned into a pair of snake pupils as he chanted Yunzhou's spell. Then Xingzhu opened his mouth, and a small yellowish-brown snake with horns on its head crawled out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

Xingzhu's entire body deflated, and in the blink of an eye only a piece of skin was left.

The dragon snake swam in one direction. Cheng Ge quickly put away the leather left by Xing Zhu and said, "The dragon snake will take us to a safe place for shelter. Let's go!"

Qiao Ling picked up Sang Que again and left the mass grave with Cheng Ge.

……

at that time.

Mo Yanshu escaped from the ghost zone surrounding Jianshui City from another direction. He had completed everything he needed to do today. He was certain that even if Zuo Jin didn't die, he would not be able to succeed in advancing.

Eliminating the biggest competitor for Junior Sister can also be considered as a form of assistance, isn't it?
The sky was blood red and flocks of crows were flying. Mo Yanshu clenched his fist to his mouth, coughed a few times, and glanced at the woods behind him. The ghost peddler should be catching up soon, so he had to leave quickly.

After walking a few steps forward, a man suddenly appeared in the woods. He was wearing a conical hat, a black cloth on his face, and a black robe. He was holding a sword and stood in the shadow of the tree like a ghost.

Mo Yanshu stopped in surprise. He didn't expect to meet the Jiuge assassin whom he hadn't seen for a long time here.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yanshu frowned. Compared with the assassin's sudden appearance, Mo Yanshu was more concerned about...

"Who sent you?"

The assassins of Jiuge can only be dispatched by the leader of Jiuge. Without the order of the leader, the assassins will remain hidden in the market and live like ordinary people. If there is no order to act by the time the assassin is old, the assassin will choose a successor to pass on his skills.

Although Junior Sister appeared here now, it was obvious that she had not officially become the leader of Jiuge. She had not even obtained the three items that symbolized the leader's identity. It was impossible for her to mobilize assassins.

The empty forest was silent, and Mo Yanshu's question received no response. His body suddenly stiffened, and the shadow behind him cast by the moonlight gradually deformed, turning into a man wearing a bamboo hat.

Mo Yanshu smiled bitterly, slowly closed his eyes and waited for the coming judgment...