Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

The temptation is right there, and it seems hard to resist.

As soon as Lu Yun made the movement of bending over, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the blue-black light on Granny Ghost's wrinkled skin.

The only horn on top of the head is growing slowly.

The length of the ghost clan's horns represents the strength of the ghost clan, and before this, the ghost mother-in-law's horns were no more than the length of the middle finger, and now they are about to reach the length of the palm.

Lu Yun made half of his movements, twisted his body, and quickly moved away.

She didn't touch anything on the ground.

At the moment she retreated, someone attacked from behind, that person missed her, and went straight to the Wangchuan Stone on the ground.

It's... Zheng Pan.

After that, Zheng Pan, who was hiding nearby together, appeared.

The opponent's goal was indeed the Wangchuan Stone.

Compared with Lu Yun's prudence, Zheng Pan was much bolder. After picking up the Wangchuan Stone, he didn't plan to confront the ghost mother-in-law and retreated.

Zheng Pan is fast enough, but there are faster ones.

A white hand, as if breaking through the void, reached Zheng Pan's side in an instant, and grabbed the opponent's arm.

The slender fingers only pinched it lightly, and Zheng Pan felt like he couldn't move.

Hiding the horror in his eyes, Zheng Pan looked at the person who came, and at the moment he saw the face of the other person clearly, Zheng Pan had a rare expression on his face.

It is the daughter of the city lord, Ning Xixue.

However, it was different from the Ning Xixue seen by the outside world. The other party's eyes were a little cloudy, and there were large dark lines all over the exposed skin.

Those fiery lines seemed to grow from the depths of the skin, interweaving into complex patterns on the delicate skin.

Half of it is hidden in the collar, and the other half is criss-crossing on Ning Xixue's cheeks.

Those lines, like flowing magma, are strange and beautiful.

Ning Xixue broke away Zheng Pan's hand, and took the Wangchuan Stone in her hand.

During the whole process, Zheng Pan obviously wanted to resist, but under that hand, Zheng Pan seemed to be imprisoned and did not make any movements.

It wasn't until Ning Xixue let go of his hand that he hurriedly retreated to Lu Yun's side.

Turning his head, he saw beads of sweat on Zheng Pan's forehead.

He squirmed his pale lips, as if he wanted to say something, the fear remaining in his pupils was destroying Zheng Pan's mind.

Lu Yun didn't understand what the other party had discovered during that short contact, so she was so scared.

"Ha ha."

For this development, the ghost mother-in-law didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Her eyes were always on Lu Yun, her malice was like a sticky swamp, trying to imprison her here.

The other party should have discovered that he had a problem long ago, but actively cooperated with him in acting.

But this time Lu Yun has no time to take care of the ghost mother-in-law, because Lu Yun captured a familiar aura from Ning Xixue.

That breath came from... the coffin under the crater.

At this point, Lu Yun remained vigilant.

In the eerie silence, the chain that had been silent swayed again, with a large amplitude, as if it was disturbed by something, pulling the living souls down.

At the same time, human voices appeared below the crater.

"Quick, stop these chains, and don't revive the ghost king."

The anxious shout came from inside, and Lu Yun looked surprised.

After a series of figures appeared below, Lu Yun discovered that there is actually a very hidden cave in the crater covered by high temperature.

At the entrance of the cave, there were several people standing.

Before Lu Yun could see clearly who was coming, a sword light cut out from there.

The sharp sword intent soared straight into the sky, carrying unstoppable power.

After the sword intent appeared, Lu Yun's eyes lit up.

This unique golden aura is Meng Lin!

Due to the light of the sword, those chains made a rattling sound, and one of them broke. After the bound soul was freed, it turned and left according to its own instinct.

But the ghost mother-in-law is faster.

She grabbed the living soul's neck and let him struggle needlessly.

The horns on the top of the ghost mother-in-law's head have reached a complete state, slightly bent backwards, and are as long as a forearm.

A frightening aura emanated from the ghost mother-in-law's body, her voice was cold and murderous.

"A bunch of vile rats."

This killing intent is aimed at the people below.

The movement above naturally also attracted the attention below. Someone came up, a black-clothed monk, holding a long sword in his hand, and the sword was like a rainbow.

"Little Junior Sister?"

The cool voice belonging to Meng Lin was enough to calm the heat here, Lu Yun looked up at the intact Meng Lin, and smiled easily.

"Well, it's me."

As the sword shadow danced, Meng Lin's expression moved. He appeared beside Lu Yun, his cold outline melted like ice and snow, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"coming?"

"Well, here we come."

A simple conversation, but the two brothers and sisters are enough to understand each other's thoughts.

"Friend Daoist Meng, this is?"

One after another figures appeared here, most of these people were in embarrassment, and there were burnt holes in their robes.

"My sister."

Meng Lin's expression was indifferent, and he didn't mean to say much.

"Since there are still people who can come in, can we go out too?"

The speaker's expression became agitated, and he looked at Lu Yun eagerly, wishing that Lu Yun would take her away directly.

Facing the expectant eyes of these people, Lu Yun shook her head.

"I don't know how to get out."

This is the truth.

After she came in, she didn't see the exit.

"How could this be? Could it be that the Ghost King really needs to be killed?"

Lu Yun's words seemed to cut off the hope of these people, and the atmosphere became anxious. When these people complained to each other, Meng Lin suddenly looked at the night behind him, and Lu Yun followed suit.

"Everyone, come here, stay here."

"It should be a congratulatory gift for our king's resurrection."

The rough voice of the ghost mother-in-law seems to be beating on the heart of a person, bringing dense pain.

The sound of footsteps emerged from the darkness.

Ghosts came here one after another. They ignored the existence of the monks. After reaching a certain distance, they knelt down on the ground piously, bowing in the direction of the crater like a pilgrimage.

The rest of the chains were even faster, even if the monk tried his best, they couldn't stop them completely.

"Quick, we must not let that ghost king eat all the living souls."

"Once Ghost Father wakes up, none of us can escape."

"Damn it, a bunch of idiots!"

Amidst the yelling and cursing, Lu Yun and Meng Lin shot at the same time.

They didn't pay attention to the chains dancing all over the sky, and they didn't pay attention to the ghost clan who stood up slowly after kowtowing.

The two have the same goal, and they are the ghost mother-in-law.

Lu Yun's original sword was taught by Meng Lin, and the tacit understanding between the two needs no words.

The coolness brought by the snow-white cold river snow offsets the high temperature here. The drifting snowflakes are falling in profusion, turning into mist in the air, and transpiring away in an instant.

Regarding the attack of the two, the ghost mother-in-law smiled slyly. She held a cane, and her body became extremely flexible, and she could not be defeated by a pair of two.

As Lu Yun guessed, the identity of the ghost mother-in-law is not simple, and the opponent's momentum is still rising.

"Kill them!"

Under the ruthless order, the roar of the ghost clan drowned the world, and death followed like a shadow again. (end of this chapter)