At the beginning of the trillion coins, the ghosts are all my employees

The dark city of shadows.

Zhao Jikong sat on the highest throne.

There is no light source in the whole city, except for a beam of light above his head.

It will embody the high above to the fullest.

It is different from Yunxuan's studio.

The city of shadows is empty and cold, just like the epitome of Zhao Jikong and Yunxuan.

The former is lonely and the latter is jealous.

If you look closely you will find it.

The shadow under Zhao Jikong's feet connects the entire Shadow City!

at this time.

He squeezed his eyes shut.

Brows furrowed.

The old arrogance on his face was gone, replaced by horror.

After a few minutes.

The eyeballs under Zhao Jikong's eyelids rolled wildly, and then opened suddenly!

His eyes were full of shock.

"Huhu...huhu..."

"That guy, he can't even do anything against him!!"

Today's Jiujiang has almost completely become his jurisdiction.

There are countless ghosts and player challenges encountered during this period.

But the white-haired man in the painting is the scariest existence he has ever encountered so far!

Fortunately, that guy is just a projection in the ghost painting.

After Zhao Jikong calmed down, his eyes gradually turned black.

All the whites of the eyes are gone and it looks weird.

A ripple arose in the darkness not far away.

Yun Xuan's shadow grabbed Yun Xuan and walked out from inside.

"We finally meet, Zhao Jikong."

However, the captured Yun Xuan had a relaxed expression, not at all like a captured prisoner.

If someone who didn't know was at the scene, he might have thought that he was the Lord of Shadow City.

"The reason why you have nothing to worry about is because you are just a clone. If you die, you will die, right?"

"But have you ever thought that I have a way to make your life worse than death?"

Zhao Jikong squinted his eyes slightly, and suddenly there was a "click" from the shadow holding Yun Xuan.

Yun Xuan's face instantly turned pale, and his whole body softened.

His spine is broken...

The piercing pain invaded his whole body, frantically touching his nerves.

"I already know your purpose through your shadow, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong target this time."

There was no expression on Zhao Jikong's stern face, and there was a faint light in his dark eyes.

"Kaka...Kaka..."

The scary voice kept ringing.

It is very clear in the silent city of shadows.

finally.

Yun Xuan fell into a pool of blood like mud, with white bones protruding from his body.

Only the head remains intact.

And other parts have already lost consciousness.

"We...we...maybe, we can... cooperate...to cooperate."

His eyes were bloodshot, and with blood in his mouth, he said these words with difficulty.

However, Zhao Jikong, who was sitting on the throne, looked down condescendingly, as if watching an ant.

"Cooperation?"

"Only the weak seek cooperation."

"And, that woman just now is the end of cooperating with you."

Through the information conveyed by the shadow, he already had a certain understanding of Yunxuan's personality.

To cooperate with such a person is to seek skin from a tiger.

not to mention.

A guy who only dares to cower in ghost paintings is not worthy of discussing cooperation with him.

The physical disability has caused Yunxuan's consciousness to be in a dissociated state.

He knew that this clone had reached the end of its life.

"Do you... still... remember... that... person in the painting..."

"Heh...hehe..."

After Yun Xuan finished speaking these words intermittently, his head drooped.

At the same time, his shadow also turned into a pool of black liquid, blending with the surrounding darkness.

Zhao Jikong's face on the throne changed slightly, and a ripple appeared in his dark eyes.

people?
He always thought that the white-haired man should be some powerful ghost that Yunxuan encountered.

After hearing that the other party was human, it made him feel a lump in his heart.

Take a look at the entire player leaderboard.

Only Yi Yuan, who has always been at the top of the list, is eligible.

How could he be so strong in just over a month...

and.

What is shown in the painting is only the tip of the iceberg, and the other party's contract ghost and special abilities have not yet been shown.

How could there be such a big gap...

Of course, this may also be a trick of Yun Xuan's avatar before he died.

It is used to confuse the public and plant the seeds of uneasiness for him.

Zhao Jikong looked up at the only light source on the dome of the City of Shadows, and murmured: "Yi Yuan..."

the other side.

A woman's scream came from a darkened room.

Then it stopped abruptly.

Not for a while.

A charming female player came out from inside.

His clothes were disheveled and his face was still stained with tears.

She wiped away the tears at will, and her originally clear eyes became full of coquettishness.

"A fresh body feels good..."

"Hu Qiuer, no, maybe you should be called the combination of Painted Skin Ghost and Hu Qiuer."

at this time.

Yun Xuan came out from the dark alley next to him.

The face of the female player turned cold instantly: "Living people, you'd better stay away from me!"

For some reason, Painted Skin Ghost seemed to dislike Yunxuan very much.

Maybe it's the ghost painting on the opponent's body, or maybe it's his unscrupulous methods against ghosts and the same kind.

And even if you hate it, there is nothing you can do about it.

"The dead Hu Qiu'er is just the clothes you shed, you have already devoured her completely these days..." Yun Xuan said to himself and analyzed.

Painted Skin Ghost, who turned into a female player, had a glint in his eyes: "So what, living people are just my food!"

After speaking, it turned around and prepared to leave here.

Yun Xuan followed quietly: "Coincidentally, a guy like you is also the nourishment for my ghost painting!"

Painted Skin Ghost was shocked all over, and ran away immediately.

However, before taking a few steps, he fell to the ground.

A pair of icy hands grabbed its ankles and dragged it in the direction of Ghost Painting.

The female ghost in the ghost painting had excited eyes and licked the corners of her bright red mouth.

"Hurry up, this is not our territory." Yun Xuan put his hand on the picture frame and urged.

The entire Jiujiang belongs to Zhao Jikong's jurisdiction.

The operation failed, and he couldn't stay here for too long.

The female ghost in the painting stared at the painted skin ghost and said with a grinning smile, "Come in, I can make you the most attractive clothes!"

Being dragged by an irresistible force, Painted Skin Ghost began to crazily tear the skin of the female player on his body.

It wants to escape here by using the golden cicada's method of escaping its shell.

"Hahaha, want to escape? You can't escape."

Behind him came the mocking laughter of the female ghost in the painting.

Subsequently.

Countless pairs of cold hands wrapped around its body, dragging it into the ghost painting.

At the same time, ripples began to appear in the darkness not far away.

Yun Xuan's expression froze immediately, he picked up the ghost painting and quickly left here.

Shortly after.

A black shadow appeared at the place where he was just now, looking down at the bloody human skin of the female player on the ground.

After staying for a while, he merged into the darkness again...