168: 168 Mayday Shang Yu

168 Mayday Shang Yu

"Of course, what kind of place is this?" I looked at Wang Ran in confusion.

"I don't know. I' ve never been here before." Wang Ran didn't know.

Looking at the surroundings carefully, it seemed like a courtyard building, but it exuded an ancient aura.

In the empty courtyard, it was quiet and there wasn't a single breath of life.

A bad premonition arose and he inwardly cursed.

"Of course, we may have fallen for it. Let's go." As soon as I finished speaking, I grabbed Wang Ran hand and wanted to quickly leave.

"Clang." The door that had just opened closed.

Many men and women suddenly appeared in the courtyard that should have been empty.

They were all dressed in the clothes of the ancient people, as if they were from the Republic of China.

Moreover, their faces were all white, as if they were covered in white, making people feel extremely cautious.

"Feng Yu, they... "They won't be..." Wang Ran shrunk to my side in fear and asked me in fear.

"Of course, don't be afraid. I' m here." I patted her arm and said.

At this moment, I wasn't as frightened as before when I saw ghosts. I just felt a little curious.

What did that person who pretended to be Ma Xiao Bao want to do?

"Haha..." "Welcome the two of you!" Just as I was puzzled, a somewhat familiar male voice sounded.

Following the voice, a man that looked exactly the same as Ma Xiao Bao appeared in front of him.

However, I knew that he was definitely not Ma Xiao Bao.

Although they looked the same, they gave me a completely different feeling.

It was also his fault that he didn't see it clearly at that time. If he had thought about it carefully, he would n' t have fallen for it.

However, it was too late to regret it. He could only take one step at a time.

"Who are you?" I looked at him coldly.

"Haha, you can't hear my voice so quickly?" Suddenly, a very familiar voice came from man mouth.

However, no matter how hard I tried to think about it, I couldn't remember where I had heard it.

"Don' t pretend to be a ghost for me. What kind of hero is hiding your head and tail?" After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, so I had no choice but to use this method.

"Feng Yu, if it wasn' t for you back then, how could my third brother's soul destroyed. If it wasn' t for you, how could my mother be considered Difu servant." As man spoke with hatred, he suddenly circled around.

When I saw the man in front of me, I was stunned, but I soon remembered his identity.

"Mo Ziyi?" I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hehe, it seems that your memory is pretty good. It's not for nothing that I' ve been thinking about you for so long." Mo Ziyi looked at me mockingly.

But, what did he mean by what he had just said? What did I kill his third brother?

What did this have to do with me? I felt that it was really baffling.

"Where's Zi Xuan?" I couldn't help but ask when I thought of that Mo Zixuan that I had paid so much for me.

"That loser is now a slave in Difu." Mo Ziyi said disdainfully.

From his expression, I didn't see any heartache. Instead, I hated him.

Could it be that he hated Mo Zixuan letting me go back then? It was nothing.

"You're the trash." I angrily shouted.

"You're on the verge of death. You' re still stubborn, but you really Poor the beauty beside you." As Mo Ziyi spoke, he looked at the trembling Wang Ran with a greedy expression.

"What do you want to do?" I looked at him cautiously and asked.

"I want your life!" Mo Zixuan withdrew his gaze from Wang Ran and looked at me coldly.

"Hur hur, I didn't expect that this matter has been going on for so long. You still ca n' t let it go, but have you ever thought that your thoughts are too extreme?" I looked at his sharp question.

"On the extreme? "All I know is that you've caused my third brother to be unable to survive." Mo Ziyi said disapprovingly.

When I heard what he said, I felt like I was playing the zither.

For an extreme person like him, the principles of the Grand Dao in front of him might really be weak.

He was completely self-centered.

Or maybe he could hurt anyone, but he would never allow you to resist.

No matter how much you talk to him, it would be meaningless for him to be so extreme.

"That's right. You' re right. Back then, I should have delivered myself to the door and asked you to kill and save your brother. That way, you won't hate me." I looked at him with disdain.

"You..." Mo Ziyi was speechless.

"No matter what, you won't be able to escape today." Mo Zixuan nodded at the ghosts around him.

The others slowly approached me and Wang Ran.

"Feng Yu..." Wang Ran pulled on my sleeve and looked at the ghosts around in a panic. She looked at me for help.

"Don't be afraid." As soon as I finished speaking, I took out a few talisman papers from my pocket and pinched them in my hands.

Just as the corpses were about to approach us, I placed the talisman paper on their foreheads at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah... Ah... "Ah..." As they screamed, their bodies burned like they were ashes.

"We haven't seen each other for many days. I' m really impressed." As Mo Ziyi spoke, he waved his hand and left.

He looked like he wanted to fight me personally.

Although I've learned a lot of ghost-making techniques now, I' m still fighting against a walking corpse that has cultivated for a hundred years.

There was no need to think about it. There was only a loss. Right now, Yan Yichen was a break in his recovery and his Dharmic powers were very weak.

Right now, the only thing that could help me was, yes, how could I forget him?

After dodging Mo Ziyi head-on attack, I quickly reached out and took out a small coffin hanging around my neck.

"Shang Yu, come and save me." I shouted loudly.

"Who dares to hurt her?" As soon as I finished speaking, a hoarse and domineering male voice sounded. 2

My eyes were filled with joy when I saw the Shang Yu in red on the ground.

I was too busy during this period of time. I didn't even have time to ask him how my injuries had recovered.

Today, he originally had an attitude of trying, but in the end, he descended like a god.

Sometimes, I really felt like I owed him a lot, but no matter what, he was unwilling to leave.

"Shang Yu, how is your body?" When Shang Yu arrived in front of me, I stretched out my hand and asked him.

"He's fully recovered." A look of joy appeared on Shang Yu face and she looked at me gently.

"It's fine. It's fine." I nodded happily.

Seeing that he was fine, to be honest, I was really happy and felt much less guilty.

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