The wailing of ghosts resounded all around the training ground of the martial arts school. A breath of death was in the air. People looked at it in horror and faintly saw a face with painful expression in the dark fog!

"Oh, my God

"Run away! Run away

"Escape, escape My leg is weak and I can't run. Who can help me? "

"Is there a ghost?"

The crowd scrambled to the distance and watched the development of the situation nervously with the light of the flashlight.

They want to escape, but they want to see what ghosts are like. Maybe they can find out why the martial arts school has become strange recently.

Duan Jiangdong laughed triumphantly and said: "boy, I killed a woman with extremely strong Yin Qi by torture on July 15, when the door of ghosts opened and the world was full of Yin. After collecting her ghost, I had such a strong dead spirit after twenty years of hard training!

Today, you must die

Li Yun faint smile, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, in fact, I'm a congenital master!"

"Are you born?" Duan Jiangdong was stunned at first, then said with a sneer: "the boy full of nonsense, die! Blame the ghost and kill him

Li Yun nodded in secret. In this way, the resentful ghost is probably a congenital strength. Otherwise, people with Duan Jiangdong's personality would inevitably start to sneer and say things like "even if you are born, you are not dead.".

The ghost roared and opened his black mouth to Li Yun and rushed at him with the rolling black gas.

"Actually, I have a ghost."

"What?"

Duan Jiangdong was surprised to see that Li Yun opposite took out an umbrella out of thin air, an ancient oil paper red umbrella, beautiful, exquisite and elegant.

But this beautiful red umbrella, but revealed a strong strange breath!

"A ghost girl."

Li Yun glanced at Duan Jiangdong lightly and opened the red umbrella slowly.

In a flash, the ghost stopped howling, as if he had been fixed in the air by immobilization. A faint strange red light was emitted from the umbrella, and a woman's figure slowly emerged from the umbrella.

No, it should be said, the figure of a female ghost.

Everyone in the room froze.

The female ghost is very beautiful. It is so beautiful that men are crazy about it, and the world is disgraced by it.

But her beauty is a kind of strange beauty.

Her eyes were red with blood and her skin was pale. Her long black hair, like speckled ink, hung down to her legs. Her scattered hair covered half of her face.

His clothes were a little ragged, as if they were torn half by the gangsters, only covering the important parts, revealing a large area of dead white skin.

"Oh

Blame ghost turn around to escape, instinct tells it, in front of this red female ghost has the power that can kill it easily.

But it's late.

As soon as the ghost in red reached out, she could not help but fly into her white palm, and then she was swallowed by the ghost.

They were so silent that they did not dare to say a word or move for fear of being noticed by the terrible ghost!

"How could it be!"

"How can there be such a strong female ghost!"

Duan Jiangdong shouts in his heart. Instead of being afraid, he looks at the female ghost with a greedy look in his eyes.

He has never heard of ghosts, and only those who have never heard of them can be heard of!