Feng Huo picked up hundreds of pieces of paper and kept wiping away his nose and tears. This woman was so violent that it was really unbearable. Thinking about what a good girl she was back then, she has become such a good girl now.

She's a shrew, but who told her that she just couldn't love her enough? In the end, she had no choice but to agree, and in exchange for her own life!

Moreover, it took a long time of coaxing to finally get Boss Nangong to calm down, and he had to seize the time to get things done, otherwise he would be in trouble.

Taking a tissue handed over by the "girl", Feng Huo said with emotion, "Artificial work can only be better. What's the use of having a wife who bullies me every day!"

But suddenly, Feng Huo's energy went cold, and every hair on his hair stood on end. A holographic image of his wife appeared behind him. Without even thinking about it, he knew that he was on the verge of an explosion.

"Wife, wife, when did you come, come..." Feng Huo was already stuttering, but what he didn't expect was that his wife's holographic image actually summoned some metals in his spaceship to form

In this empty universe, inhuman screams appeared one after another. If anyone passed by, they would definitely break into a cold sweat. Could this spaceship be the legendary one?

Whenever a ghost ship is encountered in the lonely universe, it will emit a horrifying howl, waiting for the devil to come.

…

The metallic color of the wall disappeared and gradually became transparent. The starlight from outside began to shine into the room. Although it was very dark, you could see those twinkling stars. There was always a feeling of comfort and comfort. Feng Zhan felt comfortable.

He lay on his bed fully clothed, enjoying the slightly cool wind coming from the ventilation ducts. The warm quilt was enough to withstand it.

After a while, he finally woke up completely from his half-asleep state. The metallic color came back again, restoring the room to its original appearance. Feng Zhan didn't have the habit of wearing pajamas, so he arrived with his bare buttocks.

In the restaurant, he was still a little too lazy to do it. The smart system in the room prepared dinner for him. Although it was based on his hobbies, it always felt like the taste was lacking.

After dinner, Feng Zhan once again began to familiarize himself with the mecha that his mother gave him, which was composed of countless swords. He didn't stop until midnight. He had a general understanding of this mecha, and this was already the first time.

It's been three days, and the complex system is really making him feel a bit elusive. But fortunately, it's his mother's work, and there are always some things that are in the same line, so he should understand it faster.

Sleeping during the day and studying at night, Feng Zhan felt that he was a bit diurnal and nocturnal. Day and night were reversed. He stretched and opened his game library. He decided to play the game to get rid of jet lag, and he had not entered the game for a long time.

He didn't know if his cousin and the others thought about him, but he didn't contact him for such a long time, which really made him feel a little strange.

After lying down in the game room, I found a comfortable position with my body. In an instant, I came to the game world in the dazzling light. However, I did not enter the private space in the game this time. Maybe it was because the last time I came out was not the conventional way.

It's not a regular way to come in this time.

It was just the change of light and shadow that always made him a little uncomfortable. It was still very bright just now. At this time, the surroundings were already dark, and the air seemed a bit stuffy. The smell of corruption was so strong that it made him feel like he was melting.

Not open.

However, in an instant, he knew what the situation was like at the moment. He probably died at that time, and he didn't know where the cemetery was now. But what's worse, he probably died this time.

It's a bit long, otherwise the smell here wouldn't be so strong.

Touching around, he felt that it was really solid. It was wood, but it was so strong that it was difficult to break it open with his fist. He took a deep breath of the rotten smell that made him feel sick to his stomach, summoned his own blade, and moved towards it.

Cutting through the top, a large hole soon appeared, but what started out was not an exit, but collapsed soil.

Half an hour later, a man covered in dirt, with some skeletons hanging on his body with severed arms and legs, crawled out of the gray-black soil, patted the pictures on his body, shook his head, and finally let go

I feel much more comfortable.

This person was none other than Feng Zhan, who was almost buried alive by the hole he made. Looking at the broken tombs everywhere, as well as the floating will-o'-the-wisps and overgrown weeds, he knew that he must not know.

We arrived at that corner, and what a coincidence, it was night, and there were only a few stars in the darkness of the sky. No one could stop us except the strong three-wheeled moon.

I thought about contacting my cousin, but found that I couldn't do it at all, because the surroundings around me were pitch black and there were no marks on the map. It seemed to be a new area, at least on the road away from where I died.

It is too far away, otherwise even if the system limits the distance and cannot contact my cousin, the map will not be all black.

I had no choice but to find a certain direction and walk in the hope of encountering a village or something. The city was of course the best, but what I saw was a huge tomb area that could not be seen to the end. How could a city be built here?

Nearby, unless your brain is crazy.

Fortunately, the southeast and northwest could be identified, so I thought about it and walked towards the east, because I had just been resurrected, and my mount Little Hen was still in a sealed state. It would have to wait at least a day before it could be used, so I had to do it myself.

He hurried on his two thick legs.

However, only half an hour later, he had to stop, because the ghosts blocking the road appeared. It was not an exaggeration, but real ghosts, floating in the air, gathering on his way.

Thousands of them are all confused souls. Perhaps they have existed in this cemetery for so long that they have no consciousness at all. There is only an irreplaceable instinct, which is hatred for the living.

It was just a brief confrontation, maybe less than three seconds before and after. The ghosts had already rushed towards Feng Zhan and launched their unique attacks. It’s just that Feng Zhan today is no longer what it was back then.

The character of Demon Hard Steel will not be able to catch these ghosts without restraint.

"Hmph!" Feng Zhan snorted coldly, then shouted loudly, "Cut in half!"

The blade in his hand has been flattened, and the sharp blade is facing the outside. The terrifying black flames are like thick lotion, directly attached to the blade, forming a thousand-meter long flame blade.

Soon after, Feng Zhan slashed from left to right. In an instant, the ghosts chasing him had turned into a wisp of smoke amid confusion and screams, leaving behind a crackling sound all over the ground.

.

When Feng Zhan looked at it, they were dark silver crystals all over the ground. They were irregular, but they were roughly spherical and not very big. They looked like dragon eyes, but their multi-faceted structures were very irregular, but they were dark silver and appeared to be dark silver.

Some are crystal clear.

He didn't know what it was, but Feng Zhan decided to put it away first. After all, he was a child from a poor family, so he had to take charge early.

The coldness in his hands was a kind of coldness coming from his soul. He almost threw it away without any preparation, but he still held back and persisted in putting it away. After all, collecting items only requires a little contact.

He can still bear it.

When collecting the last dark silver crystal, Feng Zhan still had the insight to see what this thing was.

Item name: Soul Crystal

Type: Material

Quality: Premium (blue)

Effect: Integrating into weapons and equipment will improve their quality and spirituality. Depending on the quantity, different effects will be produced. However, when you have 1 million soul crystals, use your blood and fuse them to form a pure soul.

Crystal, this is a kind of artifact material

Note: Soul crystals are a unique drop from cemetery ghosts. They are a very important material. When making weapons, incorporating appropriate soul crystals will improve the quality and spirituality of the weapons accordingly. But now, it

There is another more important usage, which is to find the person who needs it, fuse the soul crystal, and form a pure soul crystal. If you give it to the "young old man", you will have unique gains, but you need enough courage.

, strength and patience to find, whether it is a target task or materials!

It turned out to be a kind of material, but it is not very important to Feng Zhan now. After all, the quality of his weapons is already high enough, and there is not much point in merging it again. Moreover, he still needs to find a way out and find a way to return to

Finding my cousin and the others in my own territory, as for merging into another thing and giving it to that "young old man", there is no trace of it.

After cleaning up those ghosts, Feng Zhan continued on the road, still walking towards the east, where the sun rises. He might be able to find people early, but it didn't seem to go so smoothly along the way. There were still ghosts blocking his way, or

More or less, as few as a few hundred, as many as tens of thousands. After solving more than a dozen waves of ghosts, including two groups of ghosts with a scale of tens of thousands, Feng Zhan was already a little worried.

Now his strength should be no problem against these ghosts, but he can't keep fighting like this. His magic and physical strength are not infinite at all. Who knows how many waves of ghost attacks he will experience before leaving this cemetery.

Just as he was thinking about it for a few minutes, dozens more ghosts floated past near the small pit where he was hiding.

But these ghosts did not act alone. They were like scouts. Dozens or hundreds of them were wandering in waves, as if they were looking for something. In a daze, Feng Zhan felt that they might be...

He was looking for himself. After all, in such a big place, except for him, no one else could breathe.

Using a simple shielding magic, Feng Zhan hid his aura and blended himself into the surrounding environment as much as possible. He did not appear to be so prominent and was always avoiding those ghosts. No matter how large the scale of the encounter was,

Go fight again.

Just like that, Feng Zhan walked peacefully and zigzag for several kilometers in a way of hiding here and there. This was not a straight line, but a complete road. It was just like this, and it had already spent a full hour.

Although it is difficult for Feng Zhan to be satisfied with the time, it is already very good for Feng Zhan who wants to avoid the battle. After all, he does not want to be surrounded by ghosts. That would be tragic because this is a cemetery.

If he dies, he will definitely be resurrected here. If that happens, he will have no hope of leaving in this life.
Chapter completed!