There's a ghost inside me

In the vast void.

On bus No. 444.

At this moment, Jiang Xiao took off the dark red Prajna mask, revealing his handsome face, and the vermilion flame mark between his eyebrows was quite evil.

Next to him, Ji Wange, dressed in red, looked at Jiang Xiao's side face thoughtfully, and did not hug him like before.

"Big brother, where was that place just now? Why is it so dark?"

The little girl with watermelon bangs held Jiang Xiao's right hand and asked curiously, "Have you also taken those people to that place?"

Seeing that Jiang Xiao did not answer, the sinking ghost pouted his little mouth in dissatisfaction, "It's boring..."

Then, she held her little face in her hands, looked at the view outside the window, and asked, "Uncle Driver, since we are going to fight against Tianji Palace, can we kill a few people later?"

The ghost driver coughed and said, "It's better not to move out easily. Come to my ghost creature first, everyone have a rest, and have a meeting in the evening."

"It's not interesting."

The little girl said angrily, "I won't play with you anymore, I'm going to get off the car."

The ghost driver said with a headache, "The sinking ghost, the world outside is now the human world. If you and I don't pay attention, they will be besieged by the Tianji Palace like today. When we can truly occupy a piece of land, whatever you want will do Your freedom.”

The descent ghost is not only young, but also has a simple mind.

The Cang Yuan Ghost behind looked at Jiang Xiao’s back and said to himself, “Has the seal of the Beiming Ghost finally broken?”

The No. 13 Ghost Cell left a deep impression on it, and it swept away its previous views on Jiang Xiao.

The entire seven seventh-level spirit masters had no power to fight back in front of them. What does this mean?

On the other side.

Jiang Xiao stared at the dark bracelet and frowned slightly.

At this moment, the bracelet was constantly emitting black light.

"Is it only three minutes?"

Jiang Xiao murmured to himself.

"Jiang Xiao..."

Next to him, Ji Wange finally couldn't help but speak.

Regarding Jiang Xiao in front of her, she had too many questions in her mind to ask.

Just then.

Jiang Xiao suddenly approached Ji Wange's pretty face and held his ears, "Actually... I like you very much..."

Hearing this, the girl in red, who had always been cold, was stunned for a moment.

"See you next time."

After saying that, Jiang Xiao curled his lips and closed his eyes.

No one noticed that the shadow that had disappeared for no reason under him slowly emerged, which was very strange.

After the little declination—

Swish!

Jiang Xiao opened his eyes again, and many complicated expressions flashed across his face.

"Jiang Xiao...I...I'm so happy..."

Ji Wange did not notice Jiang Xiao's strange change, and was still immersed in the words just now, with a happy expression on her pretty face.

At this moment, Jiang Xiao's heart was beating and his eyes were palpitations.

"Gu—"

After swallowing, Jiang Xiao looked at the dark bracelet in his left hand and murmured, "Fortunately, Lord Su left this..."

No one knows what happened to him just now.

After the Shadow Ghost swallowed the coffin sealing the sinking ghost, the other party actually directly took the dominance of this body.

Instead, he became a third party and could not control the dominance of his body.

In other words, the last one of the No. 13 Ghost Cell is not Jiang Xiao at all, but the Shadow Ghost!

After devouring the natal soul body of a Yuan Ghost, the Shadow Ghost is no longer an existence that he can control. Only the bracelet left by Lord Su can barely suppress it.

When the Shadow Ghost almost killed the seven Heavenly Magicians, Jiang Xiao was forced to change his thoughts in words...

At that moment, Jiang Xiao felt completely indescribable.

"It turns out that you have always observed me from this perspective."

Looking at the dark shadows deeper under his feet, Jiang Xiao murmured, "But..."

Recalling your previous experience.

Jiang Xiao suddenly looked at Ji Wange beside him, "Engage, can you experience the most fearful thing?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Ji Wange nodded first, then pursed her lips and said hopefully, "Jiang Xiao, do you really... like me too? It must be... it must not be deliberately coaxing me... right?"

"It's true, it's true."

Jiang Xiao casually said perfunctorily, then reiterated, "Elegy, come to my room tonight."

"Really? OK!"

Ji Wange burst into a moving smile and nodded happily.

Get a reply.

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath and calmed down to recall his situation just now.

At the moment when the shadow ghost occupied the dominance of this body, he was locked upA dimly enclosed room.

That room...

The place I was most afraid of.

......

......

Tianji Palace.

Sanqing Palace.

In the hall, there is little incense.

A middle-aged man in a black and white Taoist robe sat upright on the futon.

The man's skin is as crystal clear as jade, and his long dark black hair is tied up on the top of his head, tied up with a golden crown, and then hung on his shoulders. His narrow eyes are shining with a faint light, his face is rosy and his expression is flowing.

In front of him, a spiritual master in gray-green Taoist robe was standing on the ground with the Bagua of Qiankun.

This person is Li Ye.

"Bei Ming Ghost...Haven..."

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, recited the name, and fell into silence.

After a long time.

He slowly opened his eyes and spoke to the hall ahead, "What do you think?"

"Ghosts have always been solitary beings, because the special existence of ghost drivers will be born. In my opinion, destroy them as soon as possible, and do not give them any time to develop, as long as they can get rid of the ghost driver. Just do it.”

Along with the sound of speaking, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the hall where Li Ye was the only one.

"Dragonhead Lord!"

Li Ye's body was shocked and he immediately lowered his head respectfully.

Even though he is the seventh-level spiritual master and the mainstay of the Tianji Palace, he is still insignificant in front of the existence in front of him.

The Eight-level Spirit Master, the dragon head of the contemporary Tianji Palace.

Any name is enough to shock the world.

"A ghost driver? But just a mere Yuan ghost, how can you do it? In my opinion, Cang Yuan ghost is the key."

Suddenly, a warm voice sounded.

A gentle and elegant Taoist priest in blue shirt slowly stepped out of the darkness, "Humans are reincarnated as ghosts, and this matter is worthy of careful study."

"Sir Tian Xiang."

Li Ye bowed again and said in awe.

The Eight-level Spirit Master, the heavenly appearance of the contemporary Tianji Palace.

"How do you want to study it? Can you use it secretly when you want to die?"

Suddenly, another figure stood up, his words with extremely aggressiveness.

"Mr. Nine Spirit."

Li Ye's legs were a little weak at this moment.

All three of them in front of him personally stepped on the supreme existence of a ghost creature.

Normally, I am not qualified to enter the Three Pure Palaces, and I dare not get involved in the conversation between these powerful people.

The Taoist priest in Qingshan was not angry and smiled slightly, "I have already decided to physicalize my natal spiritual weapon before I die and hand it over to the palace for future generations to use."

"You dare not use it, but I just don't know if it will be left to your future generations." Jiuling smiled coldly.

Tian Xiang frowned slightly, and was about to speak.

"I'll deal with it in the underworld."

At this moment, accompanied by a gentle voice as jade, Jiuling and Tianxiang stopped talking together.

Then.

A man in white clothes and white hair and a bronze mask appeared in the hall like a banished immortal.

"Sir, Chief!"

Li Ye was dry and worried that his etiquette would be a little worse.

The eighth-level spiritual masters of Tianji Palace will inherit a title from their predecessors in all dynasties.

Dragon Head, Tianxiang, Jiuling, Chief...

Their status and authority are the same, but there are some differences.

It is probably because the title of Chief is somewhat similar to the leader of all the Heavenly Memorial Palace Spirit Masters...

In fact, even the Eighth-level Spirit Master still cares about these things.

therefore--

Since ancient times, the competition for the title of chief has been the most fierce!

"Since you are willing to be yourself, you will feel at ease."

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe above the high seat spoke,

"However, I am quite curious about the Beiming ghost. According to what Li Ye said, they should have died at that time."

"If you have the chance, try to capture the Beiming ghost alive."

The words are finished.

Lord Su turned around, wearing white clothes like snow, which was amazing.

"I will definitely bring him back."