4752: C4752 The Ghost Fire Was Scared to Death(part Iii)

C4752 The Ghost Fire Was Scared to Death(part Iii)

For some reason, the two wisps of green and blue ghost fire stopped where they were, along with the weakened cries. The crackling sounds of the ground also stopped along with the ghost fire, and suddenly disappeared into the darkness.2

The green-clothed disciple's palms were covered in sweat, and he stared at the two green and blue ghost flames for a long time. He finally let out a sigh of relief, and collapsed onto the ground as if he had collapsed. He muttered with a sigh, "Why? I didn't come to Yaoguang for these..."

He had a dispirited look on his face, and his heart was filled with exhaustion. Anyone who spent more than ten hours in the pure darkness, or even a few days in which they could not even see their own hands, would end up like this.

Without communicating with the outside world, when they opened their eyes and closed their eyes, they would be wandering souls of various shapes and sizes. Sharp roars and cries mixed together and filled their ears all the time. Almost every second made him lose his peace. He had to face all of this with a taut mind.

The green-clothed disciple sighed again. He was just about to say something when the yellow-clothed disciple that had been crying all this time suddenly stood up and stood at the very edge of the Formation.

"Good, good..." His voice was very soft, as if he was sighing. It also sounded like he was complaining. There was only numbness in his eyes. Only the sword in his hand was tightly grasped, "You guys are right, you are right, it is me. It is time for me to make a choice... "

The older brother who was irritable raised his eyebrows, and vulgarities immediately jumped out, "What the f * ck are you trying to do again..."

The other yellow-clothed disciple who had been silent all this time suddenly erupted, and pressed down on this fellow's unclean mouth. He looked at the yellow-clothed disciple who stood up and also gently comforted him: "You don't have to do this. His mouth is just ugly. Everyone has been here for such a long time. It is very normal for his mood to be bad..."

However, the other party was no longer able to listen to his words of persuasion. He only curled the corner of his mouth and revealed a bitter smile. Both of his eyes stared blankly at the sword in his hand.

A cheerful tune suddenly floated out from his mouth. His expression also suddenly changed into a happy expression. After that, he looked towards the darkness and suddenly raised his arm.

With a flash of white light, scarlet blood splashed out from his neck and onto the faces of the three people. The hot-tempered older brother jumped up and grabbed the other party's clothes with a palm.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" He didn't wipe the blood off his face and immediately shouted. His face was extremely hideous, as if he was the King of Hell who had crawled out of hell, "You want to die outside!"

However, the sword light had already fallen and the tune suddenly stopped. The yellow-clothed disciple's arm fell down softly and the exquisite and gorgeous short sword also fell to the ground with a dong sound.

Large amounts of fresh blood gushed out from his throat, and the wound of his suicide was even more shocking. It was as if his neck was about to be directly cut off, and it directly crossed from left to right, and the wound was extremely deep.

Even if that hot-tempered old brother were to shout and shout again, the yellow-clothed disciple's eyes had already rolled back. He couldn't hear a single word, and his skin had gradually turned cold. Only his clothes, which were stained with blood, reminded everyone that this child was still alive just now.

"Don't scold me anymore..." That yellow-clothed disciple with a bland tone sighed and said, "What's the meaning of this? If I were to endure it like this, I wouldn't be able to take it."

The irritable older brother coldly snorted. He let go of that dead disciple and allowed the corpse of the other party to fall onto the ground.

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