I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 150 Curse...

"Boom."

When the red wedding dress was completely pulled out of the darkness, the witch turned her face on the spot, grabbed her arm, pressed her body, and fell heavily to the ground.

"What do you want to do?" The black hair in the red wedding dress spread out, revealing a terrifying grimace with bleeding from all five orifices.

The witch bowed her head between the neck of the ghost in the wedding dress, with a ferocious face and fierce eyes, she opened her mouth and bit the other's neck fiercely, her cheeks contracted extremely inward, as if sucking.

"Whoosh, whoosh..." Dashes of blood gushed out from the female ghost's neck and fell into the witch's mouth.The female ghost in the wedding dress struggled desperately, her ten fingernails, which seemed to be emitting black smoke, swelled and pierced fiercely into the witch's body, poking blood holes one by one.

The witch continued to vomit blood, and let out a creepy howl. Her body was trembling from the severe pain, but her arms were contracted like iron gates, wrapping around the female ghost's body, getting tighter and tighter.

As time went by, the already filthy floor was washed into mud by blood, and the stench was tangy.

"Shut up, keep sucking, and I will curse you in the name of the wedding dress!" The red wedding dress, whose soul became thinner, shouted hoarsely.

Refined as aura and swallowed mouthful, this kind of death that can never be reborn is even more terrifying than the way she died when she turned into a ghost!
The witch's threat to the female ghost seemed unheard of, and she was still desperately sucking the soul power from the ghost's body.

A little soul flowed into her body along her mouth, making her original emerald green eyes gradually glow red.

Seeing that the mad woman could not be pushed away no matter what, the red wedding dress finally despaired, her black hair soared, wrapping her and the mad woman's body, forming a cocoon.

"I curse you in the name of the wedding dress, you died suddenly recently, your soul is scattered, and you will never be reborn forever!"

After a long time, the hair cocoon burst, and the witch spit out a stream of dirty blood, panting heavily, and her blood-stained chest continued to rise and fall.

Although the process was a bit dangerous, she won in the end.

After she refines the soul of the red wedding dress, her personal combat power will increase exponentially, and then it will be the day of her revenge!

However, before she recovered from her daydreaming, her hands suddenly itched a little, and then her two index fingers moved at the same time.

The witch's eyes widened suddenly, she sat up straight with a jerk, and raised her hands, only to see that her nails became black and long at some point, and her hands seemed to be breathing black mist.

"How is this going?"

She looked puzzled and muttered to herself.

"This is my curse and your retribution." The voice of the red wedding dress suddenly sounded in the room.

"Why aren't you dead!" the witch exclaimed in horror.

"I am dead."

"what?"

"The me just now died, and the one who is talking to you now is a brand new me." The red wedding dress said, "So, can you understand?"

The witch couldn't understand: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"It seems you don't understand."

The red wedding dress said again: "'I' can be killed, but the red wedding dress cannot be killed, you ate the last me, so the current me appeared.

I am not the last rebirth of me, but a new will born with the help of the soul of the wedding dress.

As long as there are wedding dress resentments in the world, the red wedding dress will never disappear. "

Witch: "..."

She understands now.

But I don't want to accept it at all!

"Where are you?"

"I'm in your body..."

The witch felt a chill in her heart and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"Let's not talk about whether I can leave. If I leave, there is no one who can help you." The red wedding dress said.

"I don't need your help for anything!" the witch said decisively.

"Did you forget the last curse I put on you?"

"It's just a curse of incompetence before death." The witch snorted.

The red wedding dress was noncommittal, and said indifferently: "Let's wait and see, I'll wait for you to ask me."

The witch sat cross-legged, looking inside herself, trying to find it out.

However, even if she searched inch by inch, she couldn't find the slightest ghost.

"Don't waste your time, with this time, you might as well take care of the wounds on your body." The red wedding dress said.

Witch: "..."

damn red wedding dress,

How could it be so weird?

a few days later.

midnight.

The witch recovering from her injuries slowly walked out of the abandoned old house, and stood at the windy gate, looking into the distance.

"Listen to me, it's not suitable for you to go out now." The red wedding dress said.

"Helping me at the same time, persuading me at the same time... I really want to know, where did you, a ghost, get such kindness?"

The witch sneered and said, "Think about it yourself, does this make sense?"

"Two reasons." The red wedding dress said: "First of all, without you, there would be no me. From this aspect, you are kind to me. Although I am a ghost, I know how to repay my kindness.

Secondly, the two of us share the same body. If you really die suddenly, this body will break down in a short time, which is also a bad thing for me.

You see, my kindness to you is not purely out of kindness, but for reason and evidence..."

This rhetoric was almost perfect. The witch thought about it again and again, but she couldn't find any loopholes.

However, if she believes in ghosts, decades of her life will really be lived in the stomach of a dog.

"Okay, I believe you. Didn't you say that you will repay your kindness? I will give you a chance to repay your kindness."

The red wedding dress paused slightly: "I just recovered, my strength is still weak, and I may not be able to do things that need to be done."

Witch: "It's okay... I'm going to kill someone and save someone, you just need to fight with me."

"Who are you going to kill and save?"

……

After half an hour.

A witch dressed in a cloak slowly walked into Chenghuang Street, and suddenly the voice of the red wedding dress sounded in her ears: "Benefactor, it's not that I don't want to help you, and it's not that I want to shirk. The key is that this place is full of incense and guarded by the City God. If so, it will definitely attract the attention of the Town God's Temple, and the gain outweighs the loss."

"To shut up!"

The witch scolded: "The person to be killed may not be here, even if he is, I will find a way to lead him out of Chenghuang Street."

The red wedding dress didn't say much, and looked at the street silently through the eyes of the witch, but the more she looked, the more frightened she became.

All the shops in the whole street are guarded by the golden light of Shinto. What is the concept?This means that every household enshrines the City God!

Not to mention the pilgrims who go to the Temple of the City God, but the dominance of the City God here is enough to reflect that the local City God is not a good person.

"Gran chime!" Just as she was thinking wildly, the witch strode to a building and called out in a deep voice.

The fourth floor of the department store.

Staff dormitory.

Ge Lanqing, who was in a light sleep, suddenly woke up, staring blankly at the roof, and didn't react until another call sounded from outside.

This is not a dream.

The saint is here again! !

For a moment, she just wanted to pretend that she didn't hear anything, and escape from the thing she didn't want to face.

One difference and two widths, isn't it good for each to be happy?
Why bother?
She really isn't obsessed with ghosts, and she doesn't need to be rescued...

(End of this chapter)