Ghost Extermination: Let You Kill the Ghost, but You Become the Ghost King

Please kill the ghost as much as you can.

My Twelve Ghost Moon · The Second of the Strings!keep you from dying.

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So far,

After Tongmo,

The ghost who can paddle the most in the twelve ghost months,

born.

No matter how whistling the rainstorm was last night, the next day will come as promised.

Fengzhu Immortal Chuan did not return to the Butterfly House with the Water Column Chitu, but came to the nearest Wisteria House, after ensuring that Chitu was not in danger of life.

He resolutely returned the same way, the ghost killing team's column never abandoned the existence of his companions.

A few months ago, he left his senior brother, Ayano Kuang, there for eternity.

And now, he's coming back with the style!

The speed of the wind column is very fast, even if the lungs are still aching, but all this is nothing to him.

After he returned again, looking at the silent night from a distance, Immortal River had a bad premonition.

He quickened his pace again, and the terrain in the dark night did not affect him at all.

Undead Chuan said silently in the bottom of his heart, it must be the style that knocked back the second stringer, and then evacuated.

But the horror of the ice ghost quickly emerged in his mind, that kind of terrifying guy who is used to the smell of thin blood almost for a moment, can he really be killed?

He saw the sun blade that belonged to the style column fell aside, as well as the Haori and the Ghost Slayer uniforms that were completely shattered and stained with blood.

The whole person was stunned...

chapter 112

That person... actually died.

Undead Chuan couldn't believe it, he looked at everything around him, trying to find something else.

But no trace of other columns has ever been found.

In this place, there is only one solitary sun wheel knife from beginning to end.

He sat there, not wanting to move.

Doesn't it mean that there are other pillars that will come to support it?why... can't you see...

am I blind?

Still got it wrong...

Kuang Jin died because of saving those children.

Style will die because of saving the two of them...

Undead Chuan was very irritable, letting the rain fall down his body, his wet hair drooping weakly beside his ears.

14 years old... and that's the end?

Undead River was unwilling to accept it, not to mention that this young man died because of them.

He stood up, silently took off his team uniform, and then picked up the blood-stained pieces of cloth one by one.Then wrap it in your own clothes.

The wind blew on his scratched body, and the rain slid down.

Undead Chuan strapped his sun blade to his back and went to pick up the style's saber.

As soon as he started, he was startled.

The weight of this knife is simply outrageous. He could hardly imagine that the boy who was even a head shorter than him actually fought with such a knife.

Although it is easy for him to wield such a Japanese round knife, it will cause the movement to be deformed, but if it is picked up, it is not a big problem.

He checked it again, made sure there was nothing missing, and returned the same way.

Whether he will meet that ghost at this moment, he doesn't care anymore.

He... just wanted to take him home...

The crow of the Undead River had passed out from exhaustion, so he didn't bring it here.

And this kind of bad news, he wants to slow down to tell everyone.

It's like... the death of the style is a little slower...

Although several encounters with Style were not pleasant, he could clearly know that Style was right.

It's just that he doesn't want to and doesn't want to accept it.

The next day was a cloudy day.

The rain continued to fall, but compared with last night, it was undoubtedly much smaller.

The Immortal River, soaked in wetness, came to the House of Wisteria.

"Lord Fengzhu! This is the ginger soup I prepared, please drink it." Yin, who was wearing black clothes and wrapped his body, said cautiously.

Judging from her voice, it was a young girl. She was holding the ginger soup with her hands, and her body was still trembling slightly.

After all, the person in front of him, just by looking at his appearance and the scars on his body, looks like a vicious person.

Coupled with the inherent prestige that the wind pillars transmit to each other in [Hidden], she is even more afraid.

Feng Zhu asked in a hoarse voice, "So afraid of me, you gave me ginger tea?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "You are fighting on the front line. It is not so much to be afraid of you, but to respect you and fear you. Besides, ginger tea is nothing more than you."

Undead Chuan listened quietly, if it is usually his best attitude is to turn his head and leave, ignoring whether others will be embarrassed or not.

It's just that he remembered someone,

According to others, he is a very gentle person.

【Undead River!If you want to protect the people you want to protect, and you want to prove that you are not easy to mess with, it is not with rude words and a vicious appearance. 】

Feng Zhu took the ginger tea and drank it, "Thank you!" He said seriously.

The girl was a little happy, but when she saw Feng Zhu's eyes, she suddenly felt something.

The person in front of him, although he was clearly speaking to him, seemed to give the illusion of being far away.

Undead Chuan tightened the sun blade and package in his hand, and said silently in his heart, senior is indeed a senior, and what he said really made sense.

The silver-haired boy doesn't look at his age, just from his behavior, he really deserves the word "senior".

And he will become such a senior...

"I'll take it for you, Lord Fengzhu, hurry up and heal." The girl gestured to take the package.

A bloody smell came from the person in front of him. Although there was rain, it still had a faint smell.

"No need." Undead Chuan shook his head and said softly, "This is something of an old friend, very important."

"Is the situation of the water column okay?" Undead Chuan asked.

"Although it's not life-threatening, Lord Shuizhu coughs up blood every once in a while, and it doesn't look very good." The girl's eyes dimmed and she shook her head.

"Let's find a box, I want to put this sun blade and the package in it." For the time being, Shichuan didn't plan to tell Qiantu about the death of the style, so as not to affect his condition.

After the girl agreed, she returned in less than a moment.

She took a long box and a new Ghost Slayer uniform and handed it to Undead River.

Undead Chuan didn't care whether it fit or not. After simply putting it on, he walked into the ward with the box.

"How's the situation?" Undead Chuan asked.

Tutu thought that Immortal Chuan had been in another room, and didn't think too much, "I can't die, the wound in the abdomen is not in the way, but the lungs have a great impact on breathing."

Rabbit's breathing is much lighter than that of normal people, and he can't even maintain [Complete Collection · Changzhong].

If you stay in the ice crystals for a long time, it may really be a complete necrosis of the lungs.

"Is there any news about Bai Fei?" Qiantu asked.

"It's still cloudy, and there's no news from the crow." Undead Chuan answered nonchalantly.

Qiantu nodded, as if he didn't want to think about the possibility, "Bai Fei's strength is very strong, much stronger than me, and every time he does things, he is confident, and there are other pillars working together to force back one of the strings. The second one should be fine."

The more he talked, the more anxious he was, as if to convince himself.

There is no news, which means that no one has died, and no one has been killed.That's how the rabbit persuaded himself.

Undead River looked up at the rain outside the window, and the wind column who had been there knew it.

From the beginning to the end, the young man was alone fighting with the Second String, and there was no other pillar at all.

That person... is lying to them.

In order for them to retreat with peace of mind.

"You're here to heal first." Feng Zhu couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he patted Qiantu's shoulder lightly, got up and left.

He has to take the style back.

Now that he is sure that the rabbit is fine, he should do his own thing.

The rabbit nodded and watched Undead Chuan leave.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and it was hard to tell whether it was on the rabbit or on the wind column who left.

He coughed a few times, and blood slid from his fingers.

Qiantu murmured, Bai Fei, you must be okay, Butterfly Endure is still waiting for you to come home.

Although Yin didn't tell him, he also knew that his injury was very serious, ... he was almost useless.

As the first water column to encounter the ice ghost, how could there be nothing but death.

If the lungs can't recover, he can't operate the breathing method, and the position of this water column can be considered dead in name only.

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