Mysterious recovery

Ghosts can no longer kill easily, and the situation is improving.

"Don't act alone. This ghost can't be imprisoned at the moment. You can only delay the time and let the dangerous period brought by this black letter pass." The ghost figure.

This ghost is obviously not a ghost, ghost is just a supernatural phenomenon.

The reason why the coffin nails work is because the spread of supernatural phenomena is temporarily suppressed, but the real source has not yet appeared.

The crisis here is only just easing.

the other side.

Ye Zhen walked up the wooden stairs all the way, his steps were fast, he went forward without any hesitation.

He went after the song.

He didn't allow himself to be interested in singing there during the battle, and he sang so badly.

The post office is out of control at the moment.

The wooden stairs are also unobstructed, and it seems that anyone can go upstairs and downstairs.

At last.

Ye Zhen stopped when he was approaching the fifth floor.

Because standing on the stairs in front of him was a woman, a curvaceous beauty in a red cheongsam. Her face was slightly cold, but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, which gave people a weird sense of a smile that was not a smile.

Obviously, she is Miss Hong.

Sister Hong naturally knew about the situation at the post office, and she also understood Yang Jian's actions.

"Tearing a letter is a bold and risky approach. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the darkness of the post office, but he is very smart. He is worried about the ghost on the fifth floor and me, so he tore the letter on the first floor. Avoided me as much as possible." Sister Hong planned to go to the first floor with some cautious thoughts.

However, what she didn't expect was that a handsome and strange young man appeared on the stairs, blocking her way.

"I haven't seen you at the post office..."

Sister Hong asked with a half-smile, "What's your name?"

She has the memory of Liu Qingqing, but Liu Qingqing has never been in contact with Ye Zhen, so Sister Hong doesn't know that Ye Zhen exists.

I thought that Ye Zhen would have a good exchange, but unexpectedly, his eyes widened angrily, and he just yelled: "Bold, dare to provoke me, Ye? I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, and I will kill you, a female ghost, today."

"??" Sister Hong felt that she was just saying hello, so it shouldn't be considered a provocation.

"Kill." Ye Zhen moved.

He felt the threat of this red sister, and at this moment he pulled out the long sword at his waist and stood ready for battle.

It was not a sharp sword, but a twisted, muddy, rusty strange sword. On one side of the sword, there was actually a fuzzy and cracked grimace. No, that grimace didn't look like it was branded on it. Rather, it really exists, and it is only stored on the sword.

This is an extraordinary spiritual weapon.

At this moment, Sister Hong may have been careless, or she may have glanced at it inadvertently.

The red cheongsam on Sister Hong's body is particularly eye-catching at this moment, exuding a faint red light, her eyes are instantly covered with cracks like porcelain, death gray permeates, overflows from the eye sockets, and begins to cover her face , and then his face was cracking like porcelain.

"This sword can't be seen, and it will kill you if you look at it."

Ye Zhen stretched out his hand to caress the cold long sword, he didn't look at that side, but stared at Sister Hong.

"Interesting." Sister Hong said such a sentence on her face full of cracks, with a bit of laughter.

But before she finished speaking, the flesh on her face continued to peel off like cracked pieces.

But the next moment.

The red high-heeled shoes walked around, and blood-red shoe prints appeared around.

One after another, weird puppets appeared. These puppets had no face or hands, but they were all wearing red cheongsams.

"The ghost thing is really extraordinary. People in the supernatural circle are all terrified when they hear my name, Mr. Ye. You are the first existence that not only dares to provoke me, but also dares to take the initiative to meet me. If so...kill."

Ye Zhen just stomped his feet on the ground, and the leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground, and then he disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared among the countless puppets.

The twisted long sword in his hand slashed down, with ghost domains condensed on it, which seemed to tear the post office apart, but it couldn't tear apart a puppet wearing a red cheongsam.

Other puppet figures stepped on high heels and surrounded it, as if to engulf it.

"The eyes are gone, is it just to restrain my sword? But I, Ye Zhen, am not in vain. This sword cannot be touched, and it will break if touched." Ye Zhen shouted.

A puppet in front of him froze at this moment, and then a crack appeared from the place where it touched the long sword, and the crack extended all the way, tearing the red cheongsam.

A puppet fell to the ground, completely destroyed.

For the other puppets who came around, Ye Zhen raised his hand and punched them, and they were sent flying.

When he started, it was like a violent storm, and those puppets were vulnerable and unable to play any role.

But then Ye Zhen suddenly noticed the abnormality, he couldn't help but leaned down, and suddenly vomited, a scarlet heart was vomited out alive by him.

He touched his chest.

It was empty and cold.

Obviously he was corrupted by spirits without knowing it.

"It's unbelievable that a living person can do this to your level."

Sister Hong walked out from the few puppets left. Her face was still cracked, but she was slowly recovering. However, her face after recovery was even stranger than before, not quite like Liu Qingqing's. .

Obviously, the law of mortal killing cannot erase this special existence.

"Remember, Ye Zhenye is the one who killed you."

Ye Zhen came to Sister Hong without fear of death, and the long sword in his hand slashed at her body.

There was a tear in the cheongsam on Sister Hong's shoulder, and then the tear was enlarged... It seemed to tear her body in half.

Chapter 23 The Road to Managers

Sister Hong looked over her shoulder in surprise.

The bloody red cheongsam was actually torn with a hole, and the hole was still spreading, making the sound of clothes being torn, not only that, but a gap appeared on her shoulder.

You must know that she is not a living body now, the body under the cheongsam is a puppet.

The essence of the puppet is a ghost.

In other words, Ye Zhen suppressed the red cheongsam and puppet ghosts in this attack.

You must know that even Yang Jian before, the coffin nails in his hand could not pierce the red cheongsam and puppet. Although the characteristics of the supernatural items are different, it is enough to prove how difficult it is to cause harm to Sister Hong. thing.

"Have today's young people gone so far on the road of exploring supernatural power? To some extent, you are better than that Yang Jian."

Sister Hong was bleeding from her shoulder. It was obvious that the body of the puppet was split, but thick blood flowed out from that hole, but she quickly put away the strange color, and looked at the puppet in front of her again. people.

I thought that Ghost Eye Yang Jian was already the leader of the new generation of ghost masters.

Unexpectedly, there is someone better than him.

"So you have fought Yang Wudi a long time ago? It's really great, but I, Ye, have always said that I lost to him in a one-on-one situation." Ye Zhen rarely became serious at this moment. .

Because the wound on the red cheongsam woman in front of her was opening too slowly, too slowly.

Moreover, the sword in his hand was also being resisted by a spiritual force, gradually bending and deforming.

This shows that he can't easily tear the person in front of him in half. If he continues to fight, the result will not be very good.

"You just lost to that coffin nail. He is no match for you without the coffin nail."

Sister Hong said: "Maybe, you are more suitable to manage this ghost post office, you are better than him."

"It's nonsense, you lose if you lose. Although I, Ye, are destined to be the strongest, there is no opponent on the road to invincibility. Only when you defeat the heroes of the world, can you be considered the strongest. What qualifications do things have to judge Yang Wudi?"

"If you say he can't do it, then wouldn't it be even worse if I lost to him? If you insult me ​​like this, it will be a matter of life and death today."

Ye Zhen said very angrily.

"..." Sister Hong felt that the person in front of her was a strange flower.

The way of thinking in the mind is unacceptable.

"It's not a bad thing for young people to be impulsive, but I'm not as easy to deal with as you think, and besides, I'm not your enemy." Sister Hong still had a smile on her face, and she backed away slowly. There was more blood.

The blood didn't drip directly on the ground, but slowly slid down from mid-air as if it had slipped from a glass.

As blood stained the surroundings, the outline of a door was outlined.

That door appeared behind Sister Hong, dripping with blood, and connected to an unknown and strange place.

"Crench!"

The door behind him opened.

It was a red room, and the furniture inside was all red, like a woman's boudoir, full of an inexplicable danger.

"Crack! Kick!"

Sister Hong's whole body was cracking rapidly, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, as if she had lost some kind of spiritual resistance, and her body finally collapsed easily in front of Ye Zhen, becoming pieces all over the place.

A head was placed among the fragments, looking at Ye Zhen with a half-smile.

Afterwards, everything was completely shattered and turned into pieces amidst the blood.

"What are you doing?" Ye Zhen was a little puzzled watching all this happen.

But then, he suddenly saw a person standing abruptly inside the blood-stained door. That person was wearing a red cheongsam and red high-heeled shoes. resemblance.

"No matter how many times I die, I always come back to this place."

In the blood-stained room, Sister Hong sighed, as if telling her own fate, and telling Ye Zhen, don't waste your efforts, everything is meaningless.

After finishing speaking, Sister Hong slowly walked out of the room again.

The rip in the cheongsam on her body was restored.

The whole person seems to have returned to the state when she met Ye Zhen before. The only difference is that her appearance has undergone some inexplicable changes compared with before, becoming more and more strange, and more and more unlike Liu Qingqing.

It's basically two people now.

"If I can't kill you, I, Ye, have to chop off your head and bring it back." Ye Zhen was very persistent, and seemed to be in conflict with this Hongjie.

Without saying a word, he directly tried to rush through the door and enter the weird red room.

But soon.

Ye Zhen walked through the whole body, he couldn't touch that door, he couldn't enter that room, for him, this door, this room didn't exist at all, he could only see it, but couldn't touch it.

Sister Hong in the room shook her head slightly, she didn't want to get entangled with this person, because it was meaningless, she hadn't found all the puzzles yet, she couldn't kill Ye Zhen, and of course she couldn't be killed by Ye Zhen.

So she went over and closed the door of this room.

As soon as the door of the room was closed, the door in front of me began to blur, and gradually disappeared in front of my eyes.

"Don't go, you bastard, don't go, come out and fight me." Seeing this, Ye Zhen shouted loudly, not wanting to let Miss Hong go, and wanted to continue fighting with her.

But the door still disappeared.

Sister Hong didn't want to fight Ye Zhen any longer. She woke up now and had more important things to do than fight with the children here.

Also.

If the fight continues and Yang Jian is provoked, and the two of them join forces, maybe she will completely disappear in this world.

"Damn it." Ye Zhen gritted his teeth, he tried to find the door, but it didn't help.

It is a supernatural space, which requires special people and special media to enter, and other people cannot find or enter it.

There is no way to kill Miss Hong.

Ye Zhen had no choice but to vent his displeasure elsewhere. He stared at the fifth floor of the post office, and heard the strange singing voice floating from there. He decided to continue to find the source, and maybe he could find a more important opponent.

He continued to move forward, chasing after the supernatural phenomenon.

now.

Yang Jian in the lobby on the first floor has just stabilized the situation here.

The shadows of five fierce ghosts swayed on the first floor. The ghosts were walking and wandering around, and the walls and the ground were shrouded in a layer of black shadows.

The second black shadow didn't move. Because of the coffin nails, the ghost's figure stopped moving. That's why Yang Jian, Wang Yong, Li Yang and others kept safe.

"Will the spiritual attack brought by the black letter continue?" Yang Jian frowned at this moment, feeling a little unsure.