As Yang Qingshu’s words just fell, that mournful and piercing song started again.
Compared to the last ti, this ti the singing was even clearer and more haunting.
"Look, what’s that on the archway in front of the grave..."
Ma suddenly scread, pointing to the oblique side of the group, and then collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.
His reaction imdiately caught everyone’s attention.
Everyone simultaneously looked in the direction he was pointing.
Hiss...
Everyone involuntarily sucked in a cold breath, their scalps almost exploding.
A chill traveled up from the tailbone straight to the forehead!
On the seven-ter-tall stone archway stood a woman in a red wedding dress.
Her smooth, jet-black long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering her face, making it impossible to see her features.
In Dragon Country’s traditional culture, a red wedding dress symbolizes joy, happiness, and good fortune.
But at this mont, after seeing the scene, everyone felt it was particularly eerie.
"Who are you... really?"
The man with a sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks mustered up the courage to shout at the woman in the red wedding dress.
But she just stood there quietly, motionless.
"Big... big brother..."
"Commander... Commander Yang... is... missing!"
At this mont, the skinny man suddenly cried out in surprise.
Everyone hurriedly turned their heads again. Yang Qingshu, who was just standing among them, was now nowhere to be seen.
All that remained were two knives hanging in the air and two confused faces.
"He... he was right here just now!"
The left Door God spoke with a trembling voice.
The right Door God was so scared he couldn’t speak, just kept nodding.
"Big... big brother..."
"Behind you... turn around..."
Zhao Jinde spoke up at this mont.
He pointed behind the man with the sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks, his face pale, stamring.
"Gulp!"
The man with the sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks felt a chill down his back upon hearing this.
He swallowed hard, slowly turning his head.
There, the woman in the red wedding dress who had been standing on the stone archway was now standing behind him.
"Are you... a human or a ghost?"
The man with the sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks suppressed his fear, raising the crossbow in front of him.
But at this mont, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed beneath the woman in the red wedding dress.
No shadow!
No feet either!
Does it even need to be said if she is human or a ghost?
"Oh my god! A ghost!"
The man with the sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks dropped the crossbow and turned to run.
The others seeing this, also went crazy, scrambling and crawling to escape.
Previously, they had mocked Zhao Jinde and others for being afraid of ghosts, scared by the fake female ghost they played.
But upon encountering a real ghost, they were more scared than anyone and ran faster than anyone!
The skinny man and the man dressed as a ghost in white ran the fastest.
At this ti, they couldn’t care less about brotherhood; survival was the priority!
But their legs, trembling almost to cramps from fear, wouldn’t obey, struggling even to run two hundred ters.
"Thud!"
Just when they used every ounce of strength, a dark shadow suddenly flew overhead.
The black shadow crashed heavily into a tree in front of them.
Once it hit the ground and the moonlight shone over...
Dear !
It turned out to be their big brother, the man with the sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks.
At this mont, he was vomiting blood, twitching, with half his life gone.
"It really is a ghost!"
"Over a hundred pounds, thrown out without a word!"
The two were so scared they almost cried, their legs so soft they couldn’t move.
But even so, they didn’t want to die here, desperately clawing the dirt with their hands, crawling to escape!
"Boom... boom..."
Two more dull thuds sounded.
The left and right Door Gods were thrown into the graveyard, smashing several tombstones.
In fairness, they were harder to deal with.
They didn’t even groan, passing out directly.
"Oh my god!"
The skinny man and the white-dressed man felt warmth under their crotches, unable to help but wet themselves.
But soon, this warmth disappeared.
Because they felt a chill...
A red figure slowly floated over their heads, then stood before them.
They felt their scalps splitting, daring not to look up.
But she slowly bent down, putting her face cloaked in hair directly in front of them.
As a pale, greenish dead hand slowly pulled back her hair, what was revealed was a face as white as if painted with white paint.
Black blood trickled from her mouth.
The eyes were just whites, without pupils.
Yet even so, the skinny man and white-dressed man could feel her staring at them intently.
"Ah!"
The two consecutively let out screams, foaming at the mouth, losing consciousness.
In just a few minutes, the five-person group was annihilated.
As for Zhao Jinde and Ma?
Their courage was clearly not as much as the five-person group; they’d already fainted from fright long ago.
And thus, the whole cetery now had no one left awake.
[System Notification: The host has successfully altered the Heavenly Dao, is absorbing Life Span, please check later...]
Lu Heng heard the system prompt in his ear.
He slowly erged from the ground, checking the system interface.
Life Span had reached 120 points!
He recalled there were 78 points left before, aning eliminating this five-person group added 42 points for him.
"The harvest is quite good!"
Lu Heng nodded satisfactorily, then waved to the red wedding dress "Chu Reni" not far away.
"Chu Reni" quickly floated to the front.
He took out a Spiritual Qi Pill, and threw it towards her.
"Chu Reni’s" body twisted and turned, a big mouth forming, swallowing the Spiritual Qi Pill directly into her belly.
Then, she circled around Lu Heng several tis, expressing excitent, before transforming into a shadow and rging into Lu Heng’s shadow.
"Where are they?"
"Did you see Zhao Jinde and Ma?"
"No sign of them, let’s search ahead!"
"Zhao Jinde! Zhao Jinde! Where are you?"
From afar ca a shout.
Lu Heng listened carefully, recognizing one of the voices was his second senior brother Yang Qingshu.
"Ti to make an exit!"
Before leaving, Lu Heng checked Zhao Jinde’s and Ma’s conditions.
Breathing and heartbeat were all normal, but they didn’t know if when they wake, there would be any psychological shadow left.
"What bad luck you have!"
He shook his head lightly, picked up the clothes previously thrown on the ground, activated "Heaven-Stepping Cloud Step", instantly turning into a white shadow, disappearing from the cetery.
After crossing Mingqing Mountain, arriving beside Zhao Jinde’s SUV, Lu Heng finally stopped.
He took out a Purification Talisman, washed his hands in the clothes, folded them neatly, and placed them back in his senior brother’s backpack.
"Hope the Combat Puppet hasn’t slipped up yet!"
Muttering to himself, he once again turned into a white shadow, rushing in another direction...
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