The President's Bride of the Ghostbusters

Chapter 118
Ji Xueling stared at this scene with a gloomy face, her brows stained with frost, watching the subordinates around Huang Manman being sucked up by the ghost in an instant, turning into a mummified corpse, and finally their flesh was devoured by the ghost.

Slowly clenched hands into fists, dead father, this underground palace is a tomb of ghosts, a place to raise ghosts.

Thinking carefully about the treasures piled up in the underground palace, how could it be possible that no defensive measures were taken? It was really suspicious. When she came in, she saw the two fierce spirits sucking human blood, and she felt something was wrong.

This underground palace is clearly a place to raise ghosts, a cemetery for hundreds of ghosts. They were tortured to death during their lifetime. These people will hold resentment before they die.
These resentful souls are forcibly detained here by magic, and they are suppressed and raised here with utensils and yellow symbols.

The owner of this house feeds these resentful souls with blood every 20 years. These resentful souls have become extremely cruel and violent, and like to devour human blood and flesh. If the cycle continues like this, one will emerge. King of ghosts.

People who want to covet treasures naturally become the food of these ghosts.

But what she couldn't figure out was why these fierce ghosts didn't move when these people came in. They didn't appear until the old man destroyed the yellow talisman in the hall.

It's so weird...

What the hell is dad up to?Ji Xueling really couldn't figure out what tricks he was playing.

"No, don't come close to me, don't come close to me." Huang Manman kept waving his hands with infinite fear in his eyes, and even forgot to use the supernatural powers on his body, the whole person was completely weird before his eyes. The scene was frightening, a living person was turned into a mummy and swallowed up in front of his eyes.

No, she doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die here...

She has killed countless people in her life, and her cruel methods are even more tyrannical. She has always dominated the fate of others, but this time it is reversed. The fear of death is like a poisonous insect with its fangs open. swept over.

The fierce ghost devoured the flesh and became even more ferocious and terrifying. Its blood-red eyes stared at Huang Manman, its sharp ghost claws grabbed the fierce ghost rushing towards it, swallowed it in one bite, and opened its mouth. The gloomy mouth continued to pounce on Huang Manman.

Similarly, the other ghosts devoured the corpses that had been shot to death, and rushed towards the other three.

"Ah, don't, don't, Feng..." Feng Feng's psychic was only half-crying for help, and his life and flesh were quickly harvested by the ghosts.

Feng Feng's face was pale and terrifying. He knew what these invisible creatures were, they were ghosts, and only ghosts could be so scary. He had seen them before on a mission.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the masked man standing there quietly not far away. At some point, a giant tiger guarded the man beside him, but the black mist in front of him dared not approach. Even if he approached, he would immediately retreat in fright .

He was more sure of his own thoughts in his heart, he kept controlling the wind in his hand to wrap his whole body, the wind seemed to have a little effect, and the black mist was immediately blown aside by the wind.

Hearing the voice of his subordinates calling for help, Feng Feng became anxious, and controlled a whirlwind to blow towards his subordinates, but when the whirlwind came, the cries for help stopped.

Feng Feng felt a pain in his heart, knowing that he was in danger, and he heard Huang Manman's miserable cry in the black mist. He hesitated for a moment and decided to save her, because if she died, the chance of getting out alive would be even slimmer.

The body quickly rushed towards Huang Manman, the strong wind controlled by both hands became more violent, and the whole palace was filled with raging wind, which made the clothes on the person's body rattle violently, making it difficult to open his eyes.

The fierce ghost who jumped on Huang Manman was staggered by the sudden gust of wind.

Feng Feng saw clearly that Huang Manman who was sitting on the ground was fine, and his beating and tense heart relaxed, and he shouted at her: "Get up, use your abilities."

Huang Manman seemed to be woken up by Feng Feng's roar, slowly stood up and walked quickly to Feng Feng's side, suddenly a strange smile appeared on his red lips.

Suddenly, Feng Feng felt severe pain in his chest. He looked down at the blood flowing from his chest, turned around, stared at her with black eyes, and wondered why she suddenly wanted to kill him.

When he saw those blood-red eyes full of violence and greed without any human emotion, he suddenly understood that the woman in front of him was already dead, and her body had been occupied by a ghost.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, he never thought that he, who was in command of everything, would die like this.

The wind stopped, and Feng Feng spit out a big mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The black mist billowed, the ghost howled again and again, the fierce ghosts surrounded the two of them, and they shared the food for a moment.

Li Qingmo stared at the madness and ferocity of the ghosts with a flat expression, reached out and took off the face scarf, folded his hands in his wide sleeves, and just stood there quietly without moving.

Ji Xueling's brows frowned even tighter, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, thinking that the problem was that someone had come here earlier than Feng Feng and Huang Manman, and had suppressed the evil spirit here, the ghost.

Shao Aoyun's face was extremely pale looking at the bloody scene in front of him, his stomach couldn't help churning, his limbs were cold, and the cold air shot straight to the top of his head.

"Mo Mo, is that person surnamed Luo still alive?" Ji Xueling pointed her finger, made Juhu stand beside Shao Aoyun, walked quickly to Li Qingmo's side, and asked in a deep voice.

Li Qingmo turned his head to stare at her, with a stupid look on your face, and sighed softly: "Xiao Ji, why are you so stupid, I'm so disappointed just thinking about it now."

At the beginning, he carefully looked up the history of this ancient house, as well as all the information of the prince, Tanhualang, and he found an interesting thing, which is to enshrine and make friends with Taoist priests.

Naturally, it also reminded him that it was related to treasures. Taoist priests could do nothing but catch ghosts, so he reckoned that there must be ghosts raised here to guard these treasures.

The only person who knew this secret was the descendant of the Luo family. He thought he was dead, but when he entered the passage, there was a fierce spirit pounced on Xiaoji Ghost Nu. Seeing that all the pillars here are pasted with very new yellow talismans, everything becomes clear.

The descendants of the Luo family did not die, and they came here one step earlier than everyone else, and set up a trap. It really is a deep plan!
People from the government, people from the killer organization must have never realized that they died not at the hands of Li Gui, but at the hands of the boy surnamed Luo.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there are ghost exorcists greedy for my family's treasure, but you will die soon!" A man's voice suddenly sounded, and the voice sounded cold and cold.

(End of this chapter)