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Chapter 389: Dead?

Falling from the sky, Sun Weiming thought to himself that he could finally rest...

Then a voice that was neither Sun Tianyuan nor a bearded voice said: "Nie Zhan, your divine punishment has arrived!"

Then Sun Weiming couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, and didn't know anything anymore.

When Sun Weiming could see the bloody mothership of the Yan family and his son, and when he saw his own body, Sun Weiming knew that he was really dead!

The mothership of the Yan family and his son was actually the burial place of him and his wife Guo Yingying!

In this strange place, I was inexplicably caught up in an inexplicable war.

Yingying, a woman who had lived with him for more than ten years, she died for him, and he died for her. It seemed that this drink and peck were predetermined. Sun Weiming looked at her in the air.

The beautiful face sighed deeply.

Perhaps it is because he has studied some classics. Although Sun Weiming does not know who he is now and where he comes from, he is not very sad now. As early as a long time ago, when Sun Weiming was rescued by his father-in-law, he knew that he should have

He is dead, but his death now has more value. Because of his death, his lover's body will not be destroyed, and her existence should be much more meaningful than his own life, Sun Weiming thought so

With.

Sun Weiming felt his body become lighter, like flying flakes, being pulled forward by a force. What kind of world is behind this light hole?

In an instant, Sun Weiming came to a misty black forest again. He thought that this light hole might be the portal between the worlds of life and death.

The light here is very dark and seems to have no boundaries. It seems that this is the world of gods and the underworld.

Sun Weiming was floating here and there, feeling like he was spinning in endless places. There was no sound of insects or people, and even though Sun Weiming was a grown man, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Sun Weiming went to a higher place, thinking that he could see farther from the higher place, but his body was drifting. This dark forest was really lifeless, and the occasional cool breeze only made it more desolate.

Finally, I saw three old people in front, sitting under a big tree. I should be very happy to have companions, but the strange thing is that Sun Weiming's heart seemed to be frozen, without any warmth.

Sun Weiming came forward and struck up a conversation: "Hello, old gentleman, my name is Sun Weiming. May I ask where this place is?"

One of the white-haired old men said: "You don't know where this is. It seems you died not long ago?"

It turned out that he was really dead. Sun Weiming was still feeling lucky, but it turned out that he was really dead. Sun Weiming felt a little sad in his heart, but then he calmed down.

When Sun Weiming was thinking about it, the old man said: "It's a pity that you died at such a young age. By the way, my name is Michimo, this is Dogunda, this is Qilinge, we are all

People from the Han Empire, where are you from?”

After hearing Mi Qimo's question, Sun Weiming muttered to himself: "Where am I from? I... I am from the Han Empire, right?"

Michimo said: "People from the Korean Empire, no wonder they are here."

Sun Weiming asked him curiously: "Aren't you supposed to be here?"

Michimo replied: "You don't know something. This forest has not been very peaceful recently. There are famous ghosts who have gathered lonely ghosts and formed gangs. It's really abominable. They specialize in catching the souls of the newly dead to prevent them from reincarnation. We

He escaped all the way here."

Dogunda also said: "We calculated that the reception pavilion here should open soon, so we are waiting here. Before those evil ghosts were not so arrogant, there were many ghosts in this forest. It is not as deserted as it is now."

It seems that they have been running around for a while, Sun Weiming thought to himself.

"What is Jie Yin Pavilion?" Sun Weiming asked curiously.

Michimo seemed to be thoughtful and replied: "People who have just died will ask this question. I was also confused when I died."

While he was still talking, Qilinge, who had been silent for a long time, shouted: "Here we go again, run!"

A black mist floated behind the woods, the clouds were dense, the cold wind blew, and the ghosts were crying and screaming very frighteningly. The old people ran very fast. When Sun Weiming was about to run, two ghosts staggered over from behind.

This, this looks so familiar, I hesitated a little to escape.

"Hey, it's senior, run quickly, the evil ghost is coming." The one who spoke was a female voice, oh, she was Ma Chengyu, and the other was Bai Yuzhu. By the way, it turned out that they were killed earlier than Sun Weiming.

A sharp and harsh voice from behind said: "It's so easy to run away! It's rare to have such beautiful girls, two at a time. Now I'm blessed."

A dark wind filled the sky, and the entire forest dimmed quickly. The trees were filled with ghosts and ghosts, but the only light was the flickering of will-o'-the-wisps. The fishy stench filled the nostrils, making people feel very sick.

Sun Weiming and the others were blocked by dozens of ghosts, and behind them were a large group of ghosts. Ma Chengyu and Bai Yuzhu pulled Sun Weiming nervously.

Bai Yuzhu said: "Senior, we can't even use our skills here. We are no different from ordinary people. There are too many of them and we can't defeat them."

There was a look of fear on her face, but she still looked delicate and beautiful. She was such a beauty. No wonder the ghosts liked her after seeing her.

Sun Weiming didn't know what to do. He couldn't use his skills. Could it be that he would become a lonely ghost and be sent by evil ghosts? This would be a terrible situation. He might as well die, but he couldn't become an evil ghost no matter what.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was surrounded. The leader of the evil spirits appeared in front. He looked really creepy. His whole body, including his hair, eyes, and eyebrows, were all green. There were two long stab wounds on his head, which were covered by the heavenly spirit.

Diagonally down to the chin, it seems that it was chopped by a samurai sword or something, but it was not sutured, causing the entire green face to become varicose and deformed.

The sharp voice sounded from the evil ghost's mouth: "Beauty, you are mine, hehe."

The smiling face squeezed the knife mark so much that it seemed like the flesh inside was being pulled out. Bai Yuzhu couldn't stand it anymore and vomited. Even so, she still held on to Sun Weiming with both hands.

"Someone wants to show off. Cut him up and use it as a snack. Ma Sangang is up to you." Li Gui shouted, commanding a wild ghost to come over and kill him.

Sun Weiming became nervous, what should he do if he had no skills? A ghost floated in front of him, and he heard a sharp voice in his ears: "Be careful, don't damage my beauty!"

At this moment, an idea flashed in Sun Weiming's mind, and he suddenly thought, would it be effective if he used the Buddhist techniques to fight the bearded man before his death?

Sun Weiming took Ma Chengyu and the two of them and hurriedly cast the seal spell. The ghost who arrived first rushed at him fiercely. The ghosts around him seemed to be watching a show, watching the powerless Sun Weiming being repaired by the ghost named Ma Sangang.

Still grinning.


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