deadly mantra

Chapter 869

The ghost slave was silent for a moment and nodded:
"Yeah. She can kill people."

He Meng said anxiously:

"No! She's not killing, she's massacring! Strangling!"

The ghost slave thought of the Good Sword Alliance and nodded calmly:
"Yeah. Let's kill people without blinking an eye."

He Meng was at a loss for words. He gestured with his hands for a long time, but he couldn't find the right words to describe the terror of that man!
It's really scary!
That night, she sneaked out of the Spirit Clan and headed to Luti Mountain to rest for a night in a remote village.

While she was sleeping, the pitiful cry woke her up.

She followed the crack in the door and looked outside.

Fires filled the sky, walls collapsed and houses collapsed.

Sad faces fell into a pool of blood, and the villagers' facial features were distorted with pain.

His frightened eyes were full of pleading.

They want to live.

However, the girl holding the sword raised the sword and dropped it, blood spurted out, and half of her body was scattered in a pile of corpses.

That scene is as terrible as it is.

To this day, Hemeng still remembers how the blood in her body felt as cold as ice water when the color faded from her face.

...like falling into an ice cave.

cold.

Scared.

Only when facing death can we deeply realize how lucky we are to be alive.

The girl who caused this Shura-like hellish scene looked a few years younger than her.

The girl's raised lips showed a cold and evil smile.

His expression was cold and his eyes were shining with cruel blood.

"Xiao Mengmeng? Xiao Mengmeng, you are back!" Seeing Hemeng's face turned pale, the ghost slave was so frightened that he hurriedly called someone: "Why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying?" He Meng wiped his face with trembling fingers, his face moist.

Just thinking about it made her cry.

"Woooooooo...Uncle Ghost, it's so scary..."

The ghost slave's eyes were full of confusion and he asked confusedly:

"What's scary? Who's scary? Where's the scary thing? Don't be afraid." "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Uncle Ghost, I will give you a medicine list. You can help me cook a big bowl of soothing soup..."

Ghost slave:

"..."

Ji Fanyin slept until dusk, and the quilt smelled of water and dust.

This reassured her and she liked it.

After rolling in bed for a while, Ji Fanyin reluctantly got up and got dressed.

He opened the door and stretched widely.

She narrowed her black eyes slightly, as if she had realized something. She turned back to the house and found someone who could take advantage of her - wooden sticks for the windows.

She walked out of the door again, tapping her toes, and appeared on the roof as fast as lightning.

In front of him, there was a little girl in pink with long arms and legs, lying furtively on the tiles of the roof.

The man stretched his neck, looked down, and muttered:

"Huh? Where are the people? Why are they gone?"

He Meng rubbed his eyes and said to himself:
"What a ghost. He was here just now."

Ji Fanyin weighed the wooden stick and raised it high, staring at the back of Hemeng's head like sharp knives.

Swipe down hard!

With the soothing soup in his hand, the ghost slave walked around the courtyard and was about to go to the guest room. When he walked under the plum tree, he heard the sound of something waving in the air. The moment he turned his head, he saw a shocking scene that scared him and shouted loudly:

"One of our own!!! Little bully! Please spare your life!!!"

The wooden stick that Ji Fanyin swung stopped immediately.

He Meng trembled all over because she was frightened by the ghost slave. Then she opened her eyes wide and realized something. She was trembling all over and turned her head slowly and slowly...

"Ah——" he yelled in horror.

After a while.

Ji Fanyin clenched his hands into fists and placed them on his knees, squinting and smiling with an innocent look on his face.

Hemeng sat tremblingly next to Ji Fanyin, clasping her hands tightly, but trying to restrain herself from screaming!

So, so scary! !
Shui Qingchen said nothing, his tall body giving him a sense of oppression.He stood in front of the two of them and asked in a deep voice:

"What happened?"

(End of this chapter)