All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The courtyard is quiet.

Yang Xuming stood stiffly in the middle of the snow, unable to move.

Even if he doesn't look back, he can guess who is standing behind him now.

The plum is here... Damn!

Isn't it said that this is **** on earth, you can't get in?

Despite this critical moment, Li Zi's timely appearance is a good thing for Yang Xuming.

But... I can't be happy.

With a dejected sigh, Yang Xuming slowly dropped the sword in his hand.

At this time, he was almost unable to hold it because of the loss of more blood.

And as he fell Frostmourne, the pitch-black shadow came from behind him like a tide.

In an instant, the entire ground of the yard was shrouded in black shadows.

And those black shadows seem to be alive, constantly crawling toward the walls, pillars, and mourning halls, seeming to swallow everything.

The person who flew in midair made a screaming howl, flew directly into the blood coffin and disappeared.

Only the burly figure in the blood cloak stood at the gate of the mourning hall, covered by the spreading black shadow.

Near the area where the burly figure stood was the only place in the small courtyard that was not shrouded in black.

The burly figure waved the hoisting flag in his hand, and the piercing bell rang quickly.

In the face of the plum that suddenly came, this burly figure not only did not retreat, but even snarled angrily as if provoked.

"Escaper!"

Under the blood-red hat, there was an angry roar like a beast roar.

It had already occupied all its consciousness with chaos and rage, and it even uttered a clear roar.

"Damn it!"

In this angry roar, the burly figure in the blood-clothed hat directly waved the spirit-calling flags with rapid ringtones, and rushed towards Yang Xuming.

But the black shadow flooded the entire courtyard, and it rushed too slowly.

Slowly as if every step forward, you are walking forward with a huge mountain on your back.

And behind Yang Xuming, he heard a cold snort.

"Humph!"

The next second, the shadow in the yard rioted.

Countless pairs of dark arms, rushing out of the shadows, scrambled towards the burly figure in the blood-robed hat.

But the bell rang quickly, and the holy spirit banner stood in the dark. All the black arms disappeared out of thin air as soon as they approached a range of one meter.

It seems that beside the burly figure in the blood-robed hat, there is a one-meter radius that cannot be interfered by anything.

The burly figure is still roaring, slowly but firmly walking towards Yang Xuming.

Behind Yang Xuming, the wind was strong and cloudy.

Plum seemed to be irritated.

Immediately afterwards, the arms protruding from the shadow in the yard disappeared.

Instead, the blackness of the entire ground began to rise.

boom!

With a loud noise, all around the burly figure in the blood-clad hat, the black shadows within a three-meter radius around it all rose.

In an instant, the burly figure in the blood cloak was drowned by the rising black shadow.

The pitch-black shadow pulsed wildly in place like thick asphalt.

Finally, a black sphere with a diameter of about three meters was formed.

Inside the sphere, rapid bells rang continuously.

But the sound of the bell seemed to be muffled underground, extremely dull, and the decibels were much weaker.

At this moment, the burly figure in the blood cloak was finally unable to move forward.

The black sphere wrapped in black shadow stood far away, and the black substance on the surface was constantly shaking, like boiling pitch.

But the black sphere was fixed in place and could no longer move.

And this black ball is shrinking and shrinking visible to the naked eye.

Li Zi wanted to forcibly pinch the enemy in the ball to death?

Yang Xuming looked behind him in a bit of astonishment.

Amidst the falling snow, a figure dressed in a red wedding gown stood quietly.

Her long black hair fell down, making her expression difficult to see.

She just stood there, motionless, like the protagonist in a horror painting.

However, the huge black ball was constantly making a squeaky, toothy sound, representing the battle of two different forces.

But at this moment, the change reappeared.

Inside the blood coffin in the mourning hall, a strange rubbing sound suddenly sounded.

It seems that there are sharp nails scratching the inner wall of the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the blood coffin shook suddenly, and the coffin lid was pushed open halfway.

A headless female corpse without a head slowly sat up from the coffin.

It holds a human head in its hands.

The head was struggling desperately and seemed to want to escape, but it was firmly grasped by its hands and couldn't leave.

At this moment, Yang Xuming realized that the thickness of the neck of this human head was different from the thickness of the neck of the headless female corpse!

In other words, this flying human head is not the head of a headless female corpse at all!

He looked at this scene in a daze and dumbfounded, a little bit horrified.

Because after the female corpse sat up, he once again experienced the indescribable horrible chill.

This powerful sense of oppression... is not much weaker than Li Zi?

Depend on!

Could it be that the real ghost in the blood coffin is a headless female corpse, and that human head is just a toy it picked up?

Or is it that, without a head, it forcibly took someone's head and carried it with them all the time, and the head turned into a ghost?

Wow!

Inside the blood coffin, the sound of liquid surging suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, scarlet blood suddenly poured out from the blood coffin.

The headless female corpse sitting in the blood coffin seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood.

After more and more blood flowed over the edge of the coffin, it began to spread out of the coffin.

Crimson blood was constantly pouring out of the coffin.

This blood-red coffin seemed to have become a spring that kept pouring out, and the spring water kept flowing.

The only difference is that the water gushing out of this spring is blood...

While the countless blood pouring out, the headless female corpse sitting in the blood coffin also slowly faced the direction where Li Zi was.

The head in its arms is struggling desperately.

Behind Yang Xuming, Li Zi silently stared at it.

The confrontation between the two sides was silent and silent.

In the entire small courtyard, only the black sphere kept sounding harsh and dull roar, and it seemed that the burly figure trapped inside was violently hitting the black ball that trapped it.

The world seemed to be quiet for a long time.

But it only seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Behind Yang Xuming, Li Zi's disdainful snort sounded.

In the next second, Sombra rioted again!

That covered the entire mourning hall, so that all the walls and pillars and even the ceiling were dyed black shadows directly rioted.

Flocked to the blood coffin in the middle of the mourning hall and the headless female corpse in the blood coffin.

Plum... is actually going to suppress the two most terrifying ghosts here at the same time!

PS: Recommend a new book "I seem to have entered the wrong game" by Wei Gong

The protagonist travels to the world of Diablo 2 with the secret realm system of Diablo 3, and the secret realm he opens is still a passage to various dimensional worlds.

The first Secret Realm copy is the FGO prologue, and the second copy is Tomorrow’s Ark Chernoborg Suppression War.

I didn't look at it much, but the boss of Wei Gong, who existed as a book guest, is still very strong, and the new book is worth recommending.