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Chapter 770 Ghost School, Kuishan!

"Colonel Captain!"

The black-faced ghost was so happy that he couldn't help but blurt out.

brush!

The next moment, a black sword was pointed at his eyebrows.

"I ask, you answer."

Gu Han's figure fell in front of him again and said calmly: "If you dare to hide a word, I guarantee that you will die worse than the two of them!"

"You...you asked."

"Who is the owner of this voice?"

"It's... Colonel Kuishan!"

Kuishan?

Gu Han's heart sank.

He heard both roars, and he could tell from the sound alone that this captain was extremely powerful and could not be compared to this little guy in front of him.

"What is he doing?"

"The time has come, we...have to go back."

Gu Han frowned and said nothing.

In line with the changes in the celestial phenomena, he guessed that when the time comes, it naturally refers to the time when a hundred ghosts walk at night. Although the evil ghosts are cruel, they also understand the principle of fishing in the lake, and naturally they will not kill everyone at once.

"kindness?"

Immediately, he noticed the extremely awkward standing posture of the black-faced ghost.

Subconsciously.

His gaze moved down a few inches.

Even though the situation was urgent now, his eyes became strange.

Broken?

This is the first thought.

Are there also evil spirits?

This is the second thought.

"..."

After a moment of silence, he asked kindly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Someone...attacked me!"

When this was mentioned, the black-faced ghost was so resentful that he instantly forgot his own situation, his eyes filled with resentment, and said sternly: "No, it's not a human, it seems... it's a sapling!"

Sapling?

Gu Han was stunned for a moment and then reacted.

Looking at the dry and yellow ground, he suddenly remembered that besides evil spirits, there was another potential threat!

That sapling!

Specializing in the lower third route... It's like what the smoking sapling did!

"Where is it!"

"Ran."

The black-faced ghost pointed in a direction.

Thought for a moment.

Gu Han didn't catch up either, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the time.

One.

Leng Yushu stayed alone in the Shenfang tribe for too long, and it was inevitable that another evil spirit would come to visit.

Second.

There were several ghost soldiers who died in his hands. There was no way to hide this matter. At present, Kuishan was the biggest threat to him. He had to think of countermeasures within a limited time.

Thinking of this, his cultivation instantly rose, and he swept the black-faced ghost and the remaining hundreds of Hijikata tribe members away from here.

His current abilities are limited and he cannot help all the tribes, but now that he has met them, he cannot ignore them.

Leave them here.

If Nakuishan Ghost School traces it here, these people will definitely die.



now.

A hundred miles away, in a narrow and hidden cave, an emerald green vine lowered the mother and son down, and the sapling also emerged from the soil.

"okay."

It waved the small branches and said, "Grandpa Tree's ability is limited and he can only help you so far. You can ask for your own blessings for the rest."

Said.

It limped toward the outside, muttering things like "so hard" and "broken."

"Thank you benefactor!"

"Thank you benefactor!"

The woman didn't know what the sapling was, but she knew that the other party had saved her mother and son. She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she just kept kowtowing.

"Get on the road!"

“Grandpa Shu’s efforts were not in vain!”

The woman's action greatly satisfied the vanity of the little sapling. It paused and sighed: "Forget it, forget it, there is nothing to eat or drink here. If you are a good tree, you can't go back there. You still can't go back."

Do you know any other places? Grandpa Shu reluctantly sends you there!"

Hear the words.

The woman was very sad.

Her husband had been killed by an evil spirit long ago, and the other clan members must not have escaped either, so they would naturally not be able to return to their original place.

"Shen Fang Department."

I thought about it for a long time.

She just came up with a name.

She had never been out of a tribe in her life, so she heard this name from others. The approximate location was to the south of the Hijikata tribe, hundreds of miles away.

"It's not far either!"

The saplings were packed in large quantities, and the vines were rolled up again, and they left directly with the mother and son.

It already has a plan.

After sending the girl off, I found a place with lots of trees and grass to regain my strength, and then... I found Gu Han, and without saying a word, I gave him a kick first!

Think of this scene.

It couldn't help but make a sound of joy, it was in a good mood, and its speed was much faster.



at the same time.

Thousands of miles away from the Hijikata tribe, on a low hill, more than a hundred evil ghosts gathered here. There were green-faced ghosts, red-haired ghosts, and black-faced ghosts. The leader of them looked very different from them.

.

The head is sharp.

His body was covered with strange black lines.

The weirdest thing is that there are six pairs of eyes on his face from top to bottom!

As for the body shape, it is similar to the human race.

Ghost school, Kuishan!

"Colonel Captain!"

A green-faced ghost looked at the dozen or so mutilated corpses on the ground, somewhat unwillingly, "Are we just going to leave like this?"

"Not urgent."

Kuishan's twelve eyes narrowed slightly and he said cruelly: "Good things must be savored slowly."

After a pause, he said again: "They haven't come back yet?"

"No."

"How many are missing?"

"Six."

"strangeness."

Kuishan vaguely felt that something was wrong, "They have followed me for many years, and no matter how greedy they are, they don't dare to disobey my orders. Could it be that... there was an accident?"

Hear the words.

The hearts of the ghosts jumped.

Not to mention mortals, even those sacrificial witches cannot cause any harm to the lowest level ghost soldiers.

The only possibility...

The ferryman is here!

They are not unfamiliar with this situation!

It has happened too many times over the years!

"Go check it out!"

Kuishan's tone was solemn, "If not, forget it. If the ferryman really comes... we must kill him before his strength recovers!"



Gu Han returned to the Shen Fang tribe again and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was still peaceful and no accidents had happened.

He explained a few words.

After leaving the hundreds of Tufang clan members to the sacrificial witch, he immediately took the black-faced ghost and found Leng Yushu, who was thinking quietly under the stone statue.

Seeing that Gu Han returned safe and sound, she felt much more relaxed and immediately told her discovery, "This stone statue is not as simple as we thought. It... seems to hide the secret of the underworld ferryman."

secret?

Gu Han was not surprised when he thought about the special induction he had before.

"We'll talk about this later."

With a bang, he threw the black-faced ghost not far away and said in a solemn tone: "The ghost school Kuishan is also here. This ghost is extremely powerful. With my current cultivation level, it's hard to say what the outcome will be if I fight against him.

, now that the Hundred Ghost Night Tour is coming to an end, he will soon find that his subordinate is missing, and he must think of a countermeasure before he comes to the door..."

aside.

The black-faced ghost was injured, hugging his lower body and curling up into a ball, shivering in pain.

Leng Meizi Bingxue is smart and can spot something fishy at a glance.

"you……"

She blushed and glanced at Gu Han, "This method of yours... is quite unique."

She thought.

This was Gu Han's method of torture to extract confessions.

Gu Han:???

He said sadly: "Am I that kind of person? It was that sapling that did it!"

"Is that it?"

Leng Meizi was stunned for a moment, then realized that she had misunderstood Gu Han, and felt a little embarrassed.

To the saplings.

Naturally, she was not polite, spat lightly, blushed and cursed in a low voice: "Rogue, shameless!"


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