Rebirth of the Strongest Ghost Master

The silence is dead.

His death was very distinctive. As a feared ghost master in the dark world, for the first time in history, he knew what it was like to die by his own hands.

After being hit by a high-strength soul-elimination technique during the battle, Leng Ji knew that he would not survive.

If it was someone else's soul-leaving technique, at most he would find it more troublesome, but he would not die.

It's just a pity, this soul-separating technique was issued by himself, he knows its power, and it is considered good if it can leave ashes.

"This person has lost his hair, and he will definitely be laughed to death by those people."

He felt a little depressed about the icy feeling of being overwhelmed by the spell, waiting for the consciousness to disappear.

However, to Leng Ji's surprise, his body was only cold for a moment, and the expected disappearance did not appear. Instead, after the cold, he felt an indescribable warm feeling.

The body is a little numb, but there is a feeling, just a slight discomfort, like the burnout after sitting for a long time.

— Could it be that I made a mistake?

He thought and opened his eyes.

What was in front of him was not the familiar cold and dark environment of the Dark Realm, but densely packed trees appeared in front of him, and the lush green was very pleasing to the eye.

However, Leng Ji knew that this was definitely not the world he existed in.

There is no light in the dark world all year round, the undead are everywhere, and the magic energy is abundant. It is impossible for there to be green plants, let alone a large area.

Leng Ji looked around blankly, and after a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly looked down at his hands.

--really.

What appeared in front of his eyes was a pair of extremely fair and immature palms, which looked like warm ivory white jade under the light. Although the calluses and wounds on his hands due to years of martial arts training have disappeared, but Leng Ji can say with certainty,' These hands are his own, but much younger. '

"I...alive?" Leng Ji looked at his body in surprise, unable to express the expression on his face. After a long while, he suddenly chuckled, "Interesting."

Leng Ji is a calm person, and he is not particularly troubled when he realizes his current situation.

In fact, in his opinion, as long as he is alive, it is the same no matter which world he is in. The only difference is that he cannot find such beautiful plants in the dark world.

Leng Ji looked around, feeling much happier.

Those people who want him to die soon must be very happy, but it's a pity that they don't die so easily. The scourge will last for thousands of years, so it's not easy for him to die?

If I let my enemies know that not only did I not die, but that I was reborn in a place that looked beautiful, they would all be pissed off.

After clapping his hands, Leng Ji stood up in a good mood. He was sitting on the ground because he couldn't adapt to the new environment.

The grass on the ground is very soft and green. Although it looks very flimsy, it can bring people a comfortable feeling.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a scene." Leng Ji sighed a little. It would be a crime for these weak green creatures to be placed in the Dark Realm. After all, they are not qualified to survive.

Leng Ji stretched his waist and patted the dirt on his hands, ignoring the surprise brought to him by the surrounding small environment, and began to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

Even if Leng Ji likes this environment as much as he likes it, he has to temporarily ignore these things at this time.

Because it was getting dark, it was almost dusk when he woke up, and now it took him a while to check his body, so naturally it was already dusk, approaching night.

Although the bright world is far less dangerous than the dark world, the sense of crisis engraved in Leng Ji's bones does not allow him to stay in an unknown place at night without the slightest preparation.

Yes, unknown places.

The place where I woke up in the coldness was not an inn or someone's home, or even a gorgeous big bed described in some novels, but a big forest in the wild where I don't know where.

The forest is very large, revealing an abnormal tranquility, there is not even the sound of insects chirping in the summer night, it is as silent as a big mouth that is open, ready to devour living creatures at any time.

All these brought a sense of insecurity to Leng Ji. He felt that he had to go out quickly, and his intuition told him that it was not suitable for him to stay here for a long time due to his lack of ability.

In fact, Leng Ji discovered his problem as early as the moment he woke up -------- his ghost power was gone.

Ghost power is a very mysterious thing. Generally, necromancers or warlocks will have ghost power. Although these people may only have ghost power a little bigger than a fist after a thousand years of practice, it is indeed enough to support their attack output and ability.

The reason why Leng Ji was so powerful before is actually related to his ghost power.

Lengji and ghost power are different from others. He is born with undead physique, and his whole body is full of strong ghost power. It can even be said bluntly that Leng Ji is formed by the condensation of ghost power.

But now, Leng Ji found that the ghost power in his body was gone.

Without the ghost power, Leng Ji's body appeared somewhat transparent, like some kind of undead creature that was about to shatter, without substance.

"This is troublesome now." He sighed helplessly, and then stretched out his hand to wrap the black cloak that used to be a status symbol in the Dark Realm tightly so that only one face was exposed.

Without ghost power, he is just a weak chicken, so be careful.

He is confident, but not conceited, and he still knows how much he weighs.

Walking slowly, Lengji was a little bored by the nightfall nearby.

But fortunately, Lengji's luck is not bad, his position in the forest is closer to the edge, and he can go out in a short time.

There is a small town not far from that forest, the town is small but probably has people, which provides great convenience to Leng Ji.

The town was heavily guarded, and Leng Ji noticed several unusual auras at the entrance of the town just as he arrived at the gate.

There were two guards at the door, but what was unexpected was that Leng Ji had a strange expression for some reason, as if he was extremely shocked, and he couldn't believe it.

——People don't offend me, I don't offend others.

This is Lengji's rules of dealing with things, so naturally he ignored the guard's weird gaze and went straight to the door to express his intention to go in.

However, the guard seemed very surprised by his arrival, "Are you still alive?"

What do you mean by that?Feeling like he is such a big living person standing here or is he a fake corpse?

The cold machine looked at this person up and down - there was no malicious aura, it seemed that he was just an ordinary melon-eating crowd.

"Oh, then I'm dead." Leng Ji smiled, his eyes were a little funny, it was the first time someone talked to him like this, it was new, "Big brother, do you know that you can easily be beaten when you talk like this. "

The man seemed to be choked by Leng Ji's words, he didn't know what to say, and after a while he turned around and let the entrance behind him stiffly, "Go in if you're not dead."

"Hey, I won't be able to get in even if I'm dead." Leng Ji curled his lips, thinking to himself that this person is a bit stupid.

"..."

Seeing that the guard seemed extremely embarrassed, Leng Ji let him go and walked in without saying a word, but touched the guard's chest as he passed by.

Guard: "..." Mama, I have met a pervert!

Leng Ji was naturally the petrified guard who didn't notice his actions, and walked into the town quickly.

The town was very quiet after nightfall, only a few inns and brothels were still lit with lanterns.

After thinking about it for a moment, Leng Ji walked into an inn that looked bustling.

He doesn't have any memory of this world, and he doesn't even know why the guards at the door let him in. His complete ignorance of this world made Leng Ji subconsciously choose the largest inn.

Only where there are many people can there be many sources of news.

This is true for any place.

Leng Ji didn't waste too much time. After walking in, he quickly found a corner, asked the waiter to order a pot of tea, sat down, and carefully observed the surroundings.

......

"Hey, have you heard? It's not peaceful recently. I heard that there are ghosts over there again."

"Haunted?"

"No, I heard that the commotion was fierce and scary. It is said that a warlock was killed in battle."

"Scared, so powerful!?"

"Isn't that... let me tell you..."

......

A thin and broken voice came from the side, Leng Ji sipped his tea and listened carefully, his eyes inadvertently glanced at some people who were said to have been haunted by ghosts, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, beauty, do you have time to have a drink with me?" A hand slammed on the table in front of Leng Ji, and a joking sentence came from above.

Leng Ji's eyes flickered, and he raised his head to look at the owner of that hand, with a smile on his face, "Beauty?"

I have to say that Leng Ji's skin is really pretty.

His fair skin looked a little pale due to the lack of ghost power. A pair of long and narrow eyes shone with watery light. The dark purple eyes filled his slightly bewitching face with a touch of mystery, and his thin pale pink lips were lightly pursed. With that, even if only showing a face, it instantly attracted the attention of most people.

The thrilling beauty is nothing more than that.

"Oh, the beauty is quite shy." Dongfang Zhaoqi was almost dazzled by the cold smile, and it took him a while to react.

"You think I'm pretty?" Leng Ji suddenly asked in an unexpected way.

How long has it been since I heard someone say that he is beautiful, uh... Those who say he is beautiful and covet his looks have long since disappeared from this world.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, I heard someone say that he is beautiful again.

I'm really...unhappy...

"Yes, yes, yes, beautiful!" Dongfang Zhaoqi's eyes were dark, with an unknown light flashing in his eyes, "As long as you follow me, I will guarantee that you will be well-fed and hot, how about it?"

......

"Young Master Dongfang is going to harm people again."

"That's right, that man is really unlucky, it's a pity to have such a pretty face."

"Shhh, don't say it so loudly, be careful that Young Master Dongfang can hear you, then we two won't be able to eat and walk around!"

......

The whispers from the dark made Leng Ji's eyes a little unfriendly, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Dongfang Zhaoqi's eyes were straightened, and the corners of his mouth almost didn't bleed out.

"Beauty, what's the matter, you have to go if you go, or you have to go if you don't go!"

"..." The words were really unprofessional, Leng Ji glanced at Dongfang Zhaoqi and said, "Then let's go."

"Ah?" Dongfang Zhaoqi was stunned for a moment, "You don't want to resist anymore?"

Leng Jimo: "...Didn't you say that I have to go if I go, or if I don't go? Don't I go now?" This person must be sick.

When Dongfang Zhaoqi saw the idiot expression on Leng Ji's face, he immediately realized that he was speaking inappropriately, and immediately curled his lips in embarrassment and said, "Let's go."

Leng Ji felt more and more that this person was sick, but when he thought of what he was about to face next, he didn't say anything, and followed that person into the small room of the inn, leaving a bunch of people looking at the closed door with regretful eyes. Door.

"Beauty, aren't you afraid?" Dongfang Zhaoqi asked curiously looking at Leng Ji who was sitting calmly on the bed.

"Oh, don't be afraid." Leng Ji said, the soul force in his body slowly covered the small room.

His ghost power is gone, so he can only use his soul power to do this. Although it consumes more soul power and is not powerful, it is indeed the best weapon for the current Lengji.

"Beauty?" Dongfang Zhaoqi looked at Leng Ji with some perverted eyes, and walked towards Leng Ji without stopping.

Leng Ji had finished wrapping the entire room as early as the moment he opened his mouth. At this moment, he simply watched Dongfang Zhaoqi come over and stand in front of him.

"Come closer." Leng Ji said suddenly after a long silence, with a smile on his face.

Dongfang Zhaoqi seemed to be bewitched, he was dazed for a while, and then obediently moved over, muttering, "The beauty is so active."

Of course Leng Ji took the initiative, because he had consumed a lot of soul power and was very tired now.

Seeing Dongfang Zhaoqi obediently approaching, Leng Ji suddenly smiled, and the next moment he punched Dongfang Zhaoqi hard in the stomach.

"Aww!" Dongfang Zhaoqi screamed suddenly, stepped back five steps in an instant and leaned on the table in front of the bed, holding his belly and howling.

Leng Ji looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and sighed.

His majestic generation of ghost masters actually rely on sex, seduction, and beating, the world is going down!

But... that seems to be working fine?