C111 A spirit of righteousness

"Anyway, I've already told you everything I can. As for what to do next, that's your problem. Bye bye!"

After saying that, the disloyal fellow immediately hung up the phone. Soon, the scene returned to the live broadcast.

[Is the one leading the way a female ghost?]

[This is Ghost Bro's Ghost Pet.]

[Our Phantom bro is awesome, we won't even let ghosts off, you beast!]

Seeing these comments, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Then I put the phone back in my pocket and looked at the ghost again.

If this carried on, he would probably disappear into thin air.

"Hurry up and lead us to the destroyed paper man. Stop spreading rumors here."

The female ghost understood what I meant and her words immediately slowed down. After turning left and right twice, I was really able to see it. It fell onto the ground, an incomplete paper man.

"Hurry up and get this animal back to how it was before and hang it on the tree. Otherwise, we will have to answer this matter here, whether it's human or ghost."

Hearing my tone of voice, Tang Rou immediately displayed her ingenuity and immediately began repairing the paper man.

As the saying goes, a person's potential can only be revealed through pressure. Because Tang Rou was more experienced and because of the sudden surge in adrenaline, in just a short ten seconds, she had actually saved up that fake person.

Behind me, I could almost hear the sound of something creaking in the woods, as if something was trying to climb out of the ground.

"Hurry, I can't hold on anymore!"

The ghost lady's words made me feel guilty. Originally, she followed me with the intention to get my help, but I didn't expect that she would be saved once again due to her luck. Furthermore, I couldn't bear to watch this ghost lady's soul dissipate.

"It's done, you can hang it on the tree!"

Tang Rou quickly lifted up the paper man and indicated for me to climb up the tree.

Without the other party's reminder, I had already stuck the Pig Slaughtering Knife into my waist and was preparing to climb upwards with my hands and feet, but at this moment, an extremely corrupt looking person suddenly grabbed my ankle and pulled me downwards with all my might. I fell down from the tree with a 'baji' sound.

He turned around and chopped off the arm that had come out from underground. However, as time passed, more and more players came out from underground. In the end, even Tang Rou found it hard to dodge.

"It can't go on like this …"

Tang Rou yelled and raised the paper man high up. It was as if the corpses that were crawling out from underground all understood that as long as this paper man was destroyed, there would be no way for us to restore the formation.

I racked my brains, but I couldn't come up with any ideas. Just as I was about to tear off my clothes and forcefully use the Rakshasi Mark's power on my chest, a white light flashed by my side. The female ghost's soul directly drilled into my body.

In the next second, that person floated upwards and slowly stopped on top of that tree branch. His face showed a sad and bitter yet firm expression. It was as if this action had caused the female ghost to suffer quite a bit.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

The female ghost made a move again and saved Tang Rou and I. Right when the person returned to their original position, the entire forest suddenly shook violently. The corpses that originally crawled out of the forest half a shoulder away let out an unwilling sound before returning to the first place.

I heaved a sigh of relief and fell to the ground. I no longer had any strength left in me.

"Let's quickly get out of here first."

Tang Rou stumbled over, but before I could steady myself, there was a sudden burst of violent trembling. A large crack appeared in front of me, followed by that rotten stomach figure appearing again from the ground. And this time, it was extremely quick.

I pushed Tang Rou away and pulled out the Pig Slaughtering Knife from my waist and hacked towards the corpse.

However, I miscalculated this time. That physical body didn't pounce towards me. Instead, it made a gurgling sound as it bounced towards the branch of the paper man.

"Not good, he wants to destroy the Formation Aperture!"

Before Tang Rou could finish speaking, the thing grabbed onto the paper man in midair and instantly tore it apart. In that instant, I seemed to hear a scream that came from that ghost girl.

The female ghost did not appear. It was as if her soul had vanished along with her body.

The truth is that I don't have any feelings for this female ghost and they are only using each other as an advantage. However, at that moment, the incomparable grief in my heart stimulated the expression on my chest and it became even hotter. Originally, the top of my head was covered well, but the treetops had also revealed a few cracks.

"Go to hell!"

At this point, I couldn't care less about the side effects. I just wanted to eliminate this damned thing in front of me to dispel the anger in my heart.

"Don't!"

I didn't care about Tang Rou's voice at all. She immediately ran towards the center of the formation, wanting to kill that thing.

The other party destroyed the paper man and coincidentally, at this moment, he is facing me. The eyes without pupils are staring at me, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Suddenly, a soft shout came from outside the forest.

"However, I can't use the Raksha Seal here. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future!"

This voice directly exploded in my ears, like a bolt of thunder from a clear sky, causing me to be stunned for half a second. It was also because of this half a second that the moonlight that was sprinkling down from the sky disappeared, and the burning sensation in my chest calmed down a lot.

"Daoist Tianxuan!"

A green figure dashed into the forest from outside and waved a large number of yellow talismans in his hands, sending the talismans flying into the air.

The target of the attack was the rotting body that had almost reached me.

Before I could see clearly, I heard the strange cry of the thing.