The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 214 Battle

Du Ran never imagined that the old man, Master, would be waiting for her here.

When the energetic old man appeared in his line of sight, Du Ran immediately grabbed Sullen's hand.

Shen Yu lowered her head, looked at Du Ran's tense expression, and said softly, "You don't want me to hurt him."

Du Ran's expression was filled with longing, he shook his head and said, "Ah Yu, don't."

He was depressed and didn't say anything, but he stayed in the air with Du Ran, looking at the group of masters who rushed over from a distance.

At this time, almost all the ghosts had entered the gate of hell, and it seemed that they were the only ones present.

The wind blowing from the gate of hell is even colder.

Even the ghost skin was blown away a little, and Du Ran's covered head was exposed, and the hair fluttered and hit the face messily.

Duan Ziqing watched his good apprentice being hugged tightly by that evil ghost, his posture was full of intimacy, and his lungs were about to explode in an instant.

This is the disciple he has worked so hard to recruit. Before he could preach and teach, he was taken away by a ghost! !
How can you bear this tone!

"You bastard! Just let go of my apprentice if you're sensible! Otherwise, I'll beat you to pieces, and your soul will fly away!"

Duan Ziqing was so suppressed that her face was flushed, and she almost poked it with the mahogany sword in her hand, poked it, and poked the dead ghost with thousands of holes!

A trace of greed flashed across Granny Mudan's tense face, but it soon turned into outrage, as if she were attacking a big devil.The other masters also had serious faces and were very cautious.

The opponent is a famous ghost king, no one dares to underestimate the enemy.

Seeing that Su Yu didn't answer, old man Duan yelled again: "Damn ghost! Let go of my apprentice!"

The hand that hugged Du Ran tightened suddenly, with a gloomy face, he said stubbornly: "Of course, it's mine, mine."

The old man Duan cursed: "Fart! That's my disciple! Don't fight me! Let her go!"

Shen Yu didn't say a word, but those dark eyes were already full of violence. Du Ran, who was closest to him, was the first to feel it. She knew that Shen Yu was getting angry, so she grabbed Shen Yu's arm and said, "Ah Yu! Calm down!"

The old man Duan, who was far away, naturally didn't know what Du Ran and Shen Yu said, and he didn't know that he was angry, but Du Ran was restraining his anger. In the eyes of the old man Duan, it became that Du Ran was getting close to that dead ghost!How can this be!

The old man Duan shouted: "Disciple! Get away from that old ghost! Come to Master!"

Undoubtedly, every word of the old man Duan is provoking depression, provoking this ghost king with a bad temper, faintly, his hostility is getting heavier and heavier, if Duan is not still in his arms, I am afraid he will make a move Seriously hurt the gang of old guys.

Du Ran knew that those masters were not opponents at all.

Before knowing Shen Yu's identity, she might still have hopes and luck, but after knowing it, she finally understood that the strength of Shen Yu cannot be resisted by Master and the others.

Master is old, he shouldn't be in danger for her anymore!

So, old man Duan saw his apprentice, opened his mouth to him, and shouted something, but the wind was so loud that he didn't hear clearly, he just kept looking at Du Ran and shook his head at him.

Old man Duan spontaneously imagined that his apprentice had been coerced by that dead ghost and was asking him for help.

"Drink! Suffer!"

The old man Duan yelled, rushed up regardless, grabbed a handful of yellow talismans in his hand, and flew up with the wind. They were arranged in an orderly manner, like a formation that besieged a city with a pattern, and flew straight towards Shen Yu .

Du Ran's pupils widened in an instant. Just now, she yelled 'go away' at Master but didn't want to be misunderstood, causing the other party to break the confrontation and rush forward first.

Du Ran knew the formation of those yellow talismans, and it was recorded in the handwritten manuscripts that the bound ghosts would suffer the pain of capital punishment.

But... once the ghost is bound, the caster will also be hurt.

Du Ran grabbed Shen Yu and tried to turn around to avoid it, but Shen Yu's figure didn't move at all. Du Ran was in a hurry. She looked up at Shen Yu and wanted to shout at him, but she saw it from the corner of her eye and flew over from all directions several masters.

Each of them held a weapon that Du Ran didn't know, and they were aggressive, and their eyebrows were fierce. It turned out that they also knew that fighting alone would not be the opponent of this ghost king. Du Ran knew it when he was kidnapped.

Therefore, when they saw old man Duan rushing up first, the other masters also rushed forward regardless. One person's strength may not be enough, but they didn't believe it, everyone's strength can't subdue this ghost!

Du Ran couldn't believe that they had no direction to hide in. Every master blocked their way and tried to surround them.

Depressedly bowing his head, expressionless, he said, "However, I will control the severity."

After the words fell, before Du Ran could react, his gloomy hair suddenly grew long and turned white, and his face became more indifferent and more sinister, like... an ice sculpture without emotion.

A gust of wind blew by, accompanied by the sound of a 'puff' and the sound of a sword entering his body, Du Ran stared blankly at Shen Yu's outstretched right hand.

That hand was slender and strong, pale and frighteningly pale, with a faint black air entangled between the five fingers that were spread out.

On the other side, a group of masters fell to the ground and wailed, spitting out blood. There were many scars scattered all over their bodies. The scars turned red and black, which made them lose the ability to fight all at once.

Du Ran knew that depression was very strong, but he never thought that it was so strong.

One move, just one move!
Knock down all the masters!
Is this... the ghost king?

Du Ran's chest seemed to be blocked. She looked at the strange depression in front of her with some trepidation. Is this appearance still depressed?

With a depressed snort, he slowly descended with his arms around Du Ran. When his feet hit the ground, Du Ran came back to his senses. She was still being hugged by the ghost, but he could feel the strength of hugging her. It loosened a lot, but still hung stubbornly around her waist.

"Mom, Mom! Daddy's hurt! Let's get in! Quick!"

The anxious voice of the little monster suddenly came out, waking up Du Ran completely.

The gloomy hair was retracted little by little and turned back to black, and even the eyes were no longer ice-like, but full of pampering and possessiveness.

It was this kind of him that made Du Ran familiar again, as if the one who defeated all the masters with one move just now, the cold and gloomy man with long silver hair, was another ghost she was afraid of.

Suddenly, he staggered, and Du Ran stood up in a panic, but there was a weight on his shoulders, as if he was being pressed down.

Du Ran exclaimed, "Ayu!"

There was a trace of blood leaking from the corner of the gloomy mouth, which was black, and he said softly to Du Ran: "Well, let's go..."

(End of this chapter)