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Mo Xiaoling's anxiety was something Wan Jisheng didn't understand.

Wan Jisheng still asked stupidly: "What? That's not Sister Hei..."

Before she finished speaking, the Yin Qi belonging to Sister Hei had already rushed in front of Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling only had time to push Wan Jisheng away, recalling the death scene in her mind and wanting to kill Sister Hei.

Even if Sister Hei is killed, she won't survive.

Mo Xiaoling's thoughts hit the brakes at the last moment.

Sister Hei screamed, and the yin energy solidified in front of Mo Xiaoling.

You can't kill Sister Hei. She can't die yet.

Mo Xiaoling gasped and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Xiaoling..." Wan Jisheng shouted in surprise.

Mo Xiaoling turned her head subconsciously.

The darkness disappeared before her eyes, revealing a bright interior.

Wan Jisheng was standing in front of her, talking on the phone.

Wan Jisheng was heard calling her name in confusion, looked at his phone, put it to his ear, and shouted twice.

The call seemed to be disconnected.

The hotel room was filled with yin energy. Wan Jisheng didn't realize it. He hung up the phone and dialed again. Only a busy signal came out of the phone.

Mo Xiaoling's heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand.

She saw Wan Jisheng standing in the Yin Qi without knowing anything, slowly losing his vitality and turning into a ghost.

Wan Jisheng's body was moved indoors by his own ghost. He dialed the number from the landline in the hotel, but still no call came out. After thinking for a while, Wan Jisheng walked out of the room.

Outside the room is not a corridor, but a road.

Wan Jisheng was stunned. When he looked back, the room had disappeared.

His expression froze, he touched the air and looked around, only to see mountains and mountains. Wan Jisheng shouted for help, but received no response.

Wan Jisheng pursed his lips and smiled bitterly. After observing his surroundings for a while, he chose a direction and headed straight ahead.

He was always careful and aware of his surroundings. But other than the fact that the environment was wrong, there were no signs of danger. There are no wild beasts and no ghosts.

Wan Jisheng had been walking for an unknown amount of time when he heard a sound.

That was the sound of vehicles moving.

Wan Jisheng became happy, ran quickly and shouted loudly.

The sound of a car braking was heard in front of me.

Wan Jisheng stopped hesitantly, slowed down and approached slowly.

After walking through a section of the road shrouded in mountain fog, Wan Jisheng saw Mo Xiaoling.

There was surprise and doubt on his face, but in the end, he walked over and called Mo Xiaoling's name.

The moment the voice came out, Mo Xiaoling saw a figure appearing behind him.

Not Sister Hei, but Brother Bao.

Brother Bao didn't know when he died, and he didn't emit any yin energy. He didn't know when he followed Wan Jisheng and grabbed Wan Jisheng's head with both hands.

Wan Jisheng's movements stopped.

Brother Bao inserted his fingers into Wan Jisheng's temple, and Wan Jisheng's expression became hollow. In contrast, there was a ferocious ghostly smile on Brother Bao's face. At that moment, Brother Bao's facial features underwent subtle changes, as if another face appeared on Brother Bao's face.

Brother Bao's hands entered Wan Jisheng's head, then his shoulders and body.

On the other hand, Wan Jisheng's ghost seems to have been squeezed out of his body, emerging from the body surface little by little.

Their souls were exchanged.

Brother Bao occupied Wan Jisheng's body, and Wan Jisheng's soul stood aside helplessly. Within two seconds, Wan Jisheng's ghost's face was blank.

Mo Xiaoling let out a scream.

Death scenes are replaced by darkness. Mo Xiaoling almost collapsed.

The psychological pain came along with the physical pain.

Wan Jisheng's death, the possession of Wan Jisheng's body, and the side effects of this death scene turned Mo Xiaoling's brain into a ball of mush.

Her soul seemed to be occupied by something, something was trying to drive away her soul and occupy her body.

who is it?

That ghost?

Brother Leopard?

Sister Hei?

Mo Xiaoling's consciousness was confused.

I felt pain, but my thoughts were clear.

That death scene isn't right. There's definitely something wrong with that death scene at the end. If Wan Jisheng really encountered such a thing, Mo Xiaoling should have seen his death scene immediately, not after Sister Hei appeared. This time difference——

"Ah ah ah -" Mo Xiaoling screamed, and she was already kneeling on the ground.

Wan Jisheng's voice rang out, asking anxiously: "Xiaoling! What's wrong with you!"

Mo Xiaoling pushed Wan Jisheng's hand away.

That was Brother Bao who killed Wan Jisheng!

This thought came to Mo Xiaoling's mind.

"Wait!" I shouted.

Mo Xiaoling's ability has been activated.

She wants Brother Bao to die!

The death scene played out repeatedly in Mo Xiaoling's mind. It was the death of Wan Jisheng that Mo Xiaoling had just seen.

Wan Jisheng screamed. That familiar voice made Mo Xiaoling's heart ache.

"That's not Brother Bao! Stop!" I shouted anxiously.

I have no intention of saving anyone.

As soon as this dream began, I determined my purpose.

Ye Qing wants to use dreams to find the ghosts in Guangyuan Mountain, and I support him.

To achieve this goal, there can be no unnecessary complications.

But now, if Mo Xiaoling kills the wrong person...

Too late……

The darkness before my eyes was replaced by light.

On the misty mountain road, Mo Xiaoling sat on her knees. Beside her, Wan Jisheng was wailing in pain, looking at Mo Xiaoling in shock and pleading. Mo Xiaoling's face only contained a cruel expression of cold murderous intent and hatred. Wan Jisheng's outstretched hand fell to the ground. His soul was squeezed out of his body, and when it came into contact with the Yin Qi in the air, it was like something melted into the water and disappeared.

Mo Xiaoling was stunned.

I was also stunned.

The death scene is over, but the darkness has not come.

Mo Xiaoling crawled to Wan Jisheng's body, trembling, touched Wan Jisheng's face, and then looked up into the sky.

Wan Jisheng's soul is gone...

Mo Xiaoling lowered her head again, looked at Wan Jisheng, and then looked around.

"Wan Jisheng... Wan Jisheng..." Mo Xiaoling shouted softly, but no one responded.

"How could this happen..." Mo Xiaoling muttered, "It's impossible..."

"Wan Jisheng..."

"Wan Jisheng..."

Tears welled up in Mo Xiaoling's eyes.

"You killed him." It was Sister Hei who said this while laughing and gasping.

Mo Xiaoling turned her head.

"You killed Wan Jisheng. With that ability of yours..." Sister Hei broke out in laughter, "It's really amazing...the ghosts in this place..."

A dark shadow appeared in the mist.

The black shadow ran rampant and directly overwhelmed Sister Hei's ghost.

Mo Xiaoling saw it, it was a car, and Brother Bao was sitting in the driver's seat. Brother Bao looked frightened, passed by Mo Xiaoling, shouted Mo Xiaoling's name, and sped away.

Mo Xiaoling looked blankly at the back of the car, and then at Wan Jisheng's body in her arms.

Sister Hei's voice sounded again, "What is true...what is false..."

Mo Xiaoling repeated, "What is true and what is false..."

The indistinguishable reality and phantom gave Mo Xiaoling hope.

Maybe what is happening now is fake. Wan Jisheng is not dead, these are all phantoms created by the ghost.

Just as he was thinking this, Brother Bao drove by again.

Sister Hei's ghost was still lying on the ground and was crushed by her again.

"What is true...what is false..." Sister Hei said exactly the same thing.

Mo Xiaoling was stunned.

There was a sudden lightness in her arms. When she lowered her head, she found that Wan Jisheng had turned into a skeleton at some point.

The skeleton is light and weightless.

The nerve in Mo Xiaoling's head seemed to have been cut off suddenly.

The scene of Wan Jisheng being killed by herself appeared in her mind again, and the side effects came suddenly, causing her soul to float out of her body.

She finally saw the truth.

It was a huge figure formed by the Yin Qi in the mountains, and it was an out-and-out monster.

The monster clapped its claws and pushed the floating Mo Xiaoling back to the ground.

My brain seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and I subconsciously faced the giant claw formed by Yin Qi.

Kill it...give its time...

boom--

All the bones in my body seemed to be falling apart, and my body was falling like a meteor, falling together with Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling fell to the ground, confused, and the only thing left in her mind was Wan Jisheng's death scene replaying over and over again.

I fell deeper into the ground, and darkness swallowed me completely.