Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor



The night breeze blew in. When Xuanyuan Mo Ze opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jiu sleeping soundly, and a glimmer of tenderness flashed in his eyes. He reached out to pull up the cloak covering her a bit higher, but just then, a thunderous laugh resounded through the night air.

"Hahahaha…"

The voice was harsh and cold, carrying a strong oppressive force. The surrounding guards clutched their heads in pain when they heard that laughter echoing through the night.

"Aah!"

"Hiss!"

"My head hurts so much!"

"Ah!"

Pained moans and gasps shattered the previous stillness of the night. The sudden oppressive force also pressed down on the few children inside the carriage, causing them to cry out in pain. 

Yu Chengde fared slightly better than those guards. His face was pale, but he could still quickly unsheathe his sword and took a defensive posture beside the carriage. "Who is it? Show yourself!"

Clearly, the opponent's pressure had an effect on him, but he was not like the others who were powerless and could only endure it.

Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu stood up and put their cloaks away. Feng Jiu quickly stepped forward when she heard the cries of the children in the carriage. Her hands formed seals to create a boundary barrier that protected the children from the mighty pressure.

"Huh?"

That man seemed surprised and slowly emerged from the shadows. His gaze fixed on Feng Jiu, who was dressed in an ordinary azure robe and had an unremarkable face. "Who are you?" he asked, his brow furrowed.

He looked past Feng Jiu and saw Xuanyuan Mo Ze walking up behind her and contemplating for a moment.

"And who are you?" Feng Jiu's brows furrowed slightly, plainly irritated at being jolted up from her deep sleep.

"I'm the one who has come to claim their lives," the man continued, his face becoming more distinguishable in the flames. His face was unremarkable and his eyes had a chilly gleam.

Then, he moved his gaze away from Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Mo Ze to Yu Chengde, flashing a cold and cryptic smile. "The surnamed Yu, there are some things that you cannot possess, regardless of whether they are in your hands or not. If you are obedient and hand them over, I will consider leaving your family members' bodies intact."

Yu Chengde's lips shook at these words, unable to say anything. Sure enough, that thing brought them trouble again!

Feng Jiu glanced at them, then turned back to the elderly man and said, "No matter who you are, if you are smart, leave your things and leave quickly. If not, all that will be left will be your dead body."

"Seeking death!"

With a chilly voice and a wave of his hand, the elderly man shot a burst of air currents toward Feng Jiu.

When Xuanyuan Mo Ze, who was standing next to Feng Jiu, saw this, a killing intent swept over his dark eyes. He pressed down Feng Jiu's hand which was about to strike and his dark figure swept forward. With just a flick of his sleeve, he deflected the elderly man's air currents.

"Bang!"

"Ugh! Pfffft!"

Yu Chengde stood there in a daze. He watched Xuanyuan Mo Ze rush past him and appear behind the elderly man, delivering a strong kick that sent him flying while spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hiss! Aah!"

The elderly man crashed down and landed squarely on the campfire, instantly igniting his robe in flames.