Late at night, the ghost woman in Murong Mansion was sneaking in front of the gorgeous mansion like a ghost. She was wearing black clothes, her delicate face was also covered by the black gauze, and her eyes were like a cold blade in the night, staring at the mansion with endless murderous aura.
There was a beautiful woman standing in Murong Mansion. There was a coffin in front of her. She put her hand on the coffin and kept touching her. Her expression was a bit weird, making people unable to understand whether she was happy or sad.
She is the eldest lady of the Murong family, Murong Yun, and the consecrator of the Yin Renjie.
"Master, don't be afraid. I will bring you back and I will worship you well and will not let you suffer any grievances." Murong Yun lay his face on the coffin, as if he wanted to hug the corpse inside the coffin, but his expression was very strange, as if full of murderous intent.
At this moment, she suddenly laughed and shouted to the outside: "I've come here, don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"
As soon as the words came, the ghost woman appeared and fell to the door lightly like a leaf. The bright light shone on her face but was not obvious. The ghost woman always looked like a shadow, as if she was born to live in the darkness.
"I really don't know if Jun Xiaotian can teach you an apprentice like you." Murong Yun shook her hand, then looked up at the ghost woman without any expression.
"If he succeeds, he will not die." The ghost woman said coldly, with the same expression as Murong Yun. The two of them began to meet each other, and the ghost woman was immediately confused.
The moment I met the eyes, the ghost woman felt a thrill. The woman in front of her was unfathomable! She was as scary as an abyss, making people afraid and even shuddered.
"Yes, Zhang Tianci, Jun Xiaotian, I have taught them a lot of things. Unfortunately, I am a waste of money and the mud can never support the wall. If they hadn't saved me, I would have always been a low-ranking ghost raising master." Murong Yun sat down and took a sip of the mellow tea, as if she was chatting with the ghost woman at home, or... she didn't take the ghost woman seriously at all.
"You have to go to Huangquan to report with them too." The ghost woman suddenly had a look and said viciously, her body exuding a terrible ghost aura.
She learned papermaking skills, risked her life, and lived in the darkness, constantly becoming stronger. She had only one goal, that is, to kill the woman in front of her! This was also the purpose of her coming tonight. She knew that Murong Yun was not simple, but she now has a killer weapon and already has the capital to fight.
"Hmph, what a big tone, did you come to kill me tonight? Why do you have to kill me? For your sister?" Murong Yun continued, but this time, her eyes were on the ghost woman.
The ghost woman obviously shook her body, but she didn't say anything, but her eyes became even more fierce. She clenched her fists and was ready to go.
"Haha, do you really think you can kill me? I'm going to settle your sister's body. Even if the Buddha of Tathagata comes, it's useless. If you have any skills, just use it. I want to see how many pounds you have, you dare to come to me alone!" After Murong Yun finished speaking, she waved her hand and a strong wind blew out. The coffin immediately flew to the ceiling, and then inserted it on the ceiling like a sword, steadily without falling.
"You can't disturb my master's corpse!" Murong Yun smiled, but the smile was full of chill, which was particularly terrifying.
“So strong!”
The ghost woman sighed secretly, then looked at the coffin on the ceiling. Is this what a human could do? She didn't touch the coffin at all just now, and pushed the coffin to the ceiling from the air, stably inserted it into the ceiling like a sword.
The ghost woman clenched her fists. Since she had arrived, she couldn't think of so much, so she must kill her!
Faced with such a powerful enemy, the ghost woman stopped making fancy ones. She pinched her fingers, intersected her four fingers, and began to cast spells.
After a moment, countless pieces of paper fell down and then slowly reorganized to form three people.
"Oh, it's a bit obvious, Ma Yi's ancestor, Sanqing Taoist, and the old master." Murong Yun said one by one.
These three people are not from the same era, but they are quite famous in both the Yin and Yang realms, and their names can leave a strong mark in that era.
The dead are the most important, and the ghost woman doesn't want to disturb their peace, but in order to kill Murong Yun, she can only tie them into paper people.
Without these strong men, killing Murong Yun would be a fantasy, and she would never be able to kill Murong Yun.
"Kill her!" said the ghost woman and gave orders to the three paper men.
At this time, a Qiongqi sign appeared on the foreheads of the three paper men, emitting a red light. The paper men opened their scarlet eyes, as if they had life. Under the instructions of the ghost woman, they began to attack Murong Yun.
The three figures separated like ghosts, and then attacked Murong Yun from three directions.
The lightning was rising, and the old master was the first to be hit. The thirty-level five thunder curses roared, accompanied by the spell, attacked Murong Yun.
With a bang, Murong Yun squeezed the teacup, and the teacup instantly turned into dust, and the tea evaporated directly and disappeared.
With a whoosh, Murong Yun turned into a ghost wind and disappeared directly on the seat.
The old master flew away, and the Five Thunder Curse smashed the seat to pieces.
Murong Yun had already flashed his body movements and came to the middle of the lobby. The ancestor Ma Yi followed her body movements and hit her with a palm of fire evil curse.
These are not good at all. Three enemies and one, but Murong Yun is not so easy to escape.
The Fire Evil Curse bloomed with a red curse seal, and hit Murong Yun like a branding iron.
"The Eight Snakes of Taihuang, the evil cultivator resists the demon, and the soul-devouring!"
Eight big snakes surging out and blooming in the spell of the black talisman. Murong Yun's magic power is amazing. The snake is like a dragon, but it is extremely evil. The eight-body flood Gu directly penetrates the ancestor Mayi and crushes it.
"The witch paper has no body, and all laws have no sect to be destroyed, arise!" The ghost woman immediately slammed the spell, and the broken paper man was resurrected again, without any damage.
"Hmm? Hehe... interesting." Murong Yun showed an evil smile.
"What will happen if I kill you?" Murong Yun's body flashed again, like a black light, and immediately arrived in front of the ghost lady. The ghost lady was shocked and retreated violently. Murong Yun hooked her five fingers, trying to instantly grab the ghost lady's throat, but the three clears came with the wind.
"The Tao is like clouds, and thousands of sects change."
A white light came from Sanqing's body, like a shadow of clouds, and a curse like a veil. It immediately covered Murong Yun and trapped her tightly.
"Wu Xie borrows Dharma, Nether Fire."
The ghost woman took a few steps back, and after she distanced herself from Murong Yun, she spewed out a black yin fire. Although it was fire, it was extremely cold.
With a puff, it all burned on Murong Yun's body, and thick smoke rose.
"Have you burned her to death?" The ghost woman was sweating and she was extremely nervous. She had never fought with such a strong enemy.
Chapter completed!