When Jiang Qianqian was full of panic and doubts about which limb should be amputated due to the cut in her head, she twisted her big palm hard and raised a head high.
The headless corpse of the female ghost was stunned for a moment, and then rushed toward Jiang Chen like crazy, trying to tear off a few pieces of flesh from his body.
But it's a pity.
Jiang Chen's body was as solid as iron and stone at this moment, and the hot blood spurted out and kept burning. Amidst the shrill screams, the female ghost was turned into ashes.
Only one head was left, which was thrown into the sack.
Do it all.
Jiang Chen looked forward.
Yang Yuetong and the black market man suddenly fell silent: "Hello... boss..."
They didn't misunderstand Jiang Chen as a ghost.
After all, he had seen it in the team before, especially the cow corpse blocking the road. When he made that logical reasoning with the big horn, Yang Dantong was even more impressed.
At that time, I just thought he was a very mentally ill young man.
Only then did I realize that I had underestimated the other party's level of perversion.
"Wipe your saliva and let me ask you a few questions."
Jiang Chen opened his mouth. In the Overlord Demonic Body state, his voice was like thunderous roar, with a kind of majesty that made people subconsciously dare not resist.
Yang Yuetong quickly wiped the corners of her mouth, clamped her legs together, and stood up straight: "Excuse me!"
"Don't be nervous. I just want to ask, apart from this woman, have you seen any other ghosts on the mountain? For example, a weird child, or maybe a twin..."
"Ah..." Yang Yuetong was stunned for a long time.
"Probably not. We are all entangled by this female ghost. She is a very special kind of grave-guarding ghost. She is never killed and will crawl out of her grave again soon."
"By the way, boss, let's destroy its grave as soon as possible, so that it..."
She didn't notice that Jiang Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter after hearing her words.
Later, when she was about to say something, a figure had already moved its long legs, ran over quickly, and covered her mouth tightly.
"Auntie, don't be impulsive!!"
Yang Chan broke out in a cold sweat and explained in a low voice: "It's enough to say this much. If you continue to say it, it won't end well."
"What do you mean..." Yang Dantong was stunned.
At this time, she saw that the man in front of her came to the female ghost's grave, leaned over and looked at it, and carefully lay down to listen to what was going on inside, as if he had found some treasure.
"There is such a magical ghost."
"Okay! Great!"
Seeing this, Yang Dantong was in a daze: "This..."
"Auntie, please be mentally prepared. Don't be too afraid of what you see next. Jiang Chen is generally very positive, but he is a bit too jealous of evil." Yang Chan reminded tactfully.
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Dantong and the black market stranger all looked confused.
Since he was so jealous of evil, why didn't he quickly dig up the female ghost's bones and kill her completely?
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Soon, the other strange people in charge of the east side of the village also rushed over.
Among the seven or eight people, there was a disciple of the Wuzong who had a weak breath, an arm missing, and a bloody hole in his chest. He stuffed it with clothes to temporarily stop the bleeding.
Although he was injured so seriously, he didn't let anyone help him.
It can be seen from this that the disciples of Wuzong have extremely strong willpower, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary strange people.
Chen Xue and others looked surprised.
A question comes to mind.
Lu Peng, a former disciple of Wuzong, was able to suffer a mental breakdown under Jiang Chen's hands. What kind of psychological pressure did he endure?
"What's going on? Why are the people who went to the west of the village come here? You can't stay in this place!" A tall disciple of the Wuzong who looked like a wild bull shouted in a low voice.
Zhao Erhu hurriedly stood up and explained: "Cunxi has been solved, and we are here to support."
"Come on!" The tall disciple called Zheng Yuan and turned around and shouted: "Junior Brother Zhao, send them down the mountain. This time things are in trouble. Send them away as soon as possible before they are involved!"
He frowned.
Everyone searched all over the mountain, but still couldn't find the grave.
This means that this group of people must hold on until Senior Sister Jiang comes back in order to have a chance of survival.
Because the Grave Guard Ghost also has a special characteristic. If the person entangled by it wants to run away, it will be hunted down by it at all costs.
With a few people on the mountain, its resurrection time can be slower.
If you run towards the village, you will die faster!
"Well, Senior Brother Zheng... the grave has been found." At this time, Yang Dantong spoke from the side.
"What!?" Zheng Yuan's tiger eyes widened, full of surprise: "Which bite?"
"That...over there..."
Everyone looked over and saw a young man squatting on a grave, holding a big hammer and looking around warily. An attitude of keeping away from strangers.
"Over there, don't move, leave it to me!" Although Zheng Yuan was a little rude in his words, he still had the demeanor of a strong man.
In fact, this is normal.
After all, Wuzong is the sect that has protected Kyushu for thousands of years or even longer. The presence of villains like Lu Peng and Qin Tiancheng is only a small probability event. Most of Wuzong's disciples are still very positive.
Even in a sense.
Lu Peng and Qin Tiancheng are not necessarily absolutely evil people. They just chose to attack Jiang Chen out of hatred and profit.
To Jiang Chen, these people are enemies who can be killed with the most cruel means.
But in the face of Sneaky, they will still stand on the side of humans.
It can only be said that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
There is no absolute good or bad in this world.
Facing Zheng Yuan's kind reminder, Jiang Chen shook his head: "Don't even come over here, this ghost is destined to me."
Hear this.
Zheng Yuan frowned: "Is he bewitched?"
Someone on the sidelines speculated: "From the information, the experience of this female ghost is indeed very tragic. Isn't this young man's mother's heart overflowing?"
"It's very possible. Coupled with the sneaky and deliberate deception, maybe he himself doesn't know what he is doing!"
"What should I do? Should I kill him?"
After some discussion.
Someone tried to shout: "Brother, I can understand your feelings. This ghost was indeed pitiful before she died, but she also killed many innocent people after her death."
"This is a half-blooded animal. If it crawls out again, you and I will die miserably!"
Zheng Yuan also strode forward, looking dangerous: "If you continue to be stubborn, for the sake of everyone's safety, I have no choice but to be rude!"
Just when Yang Chan and others wanted to explain.
A cold air filled the air.
Zheng Yuan and another Wuzong disciple's pupils widened instantly. They were all too familiar with this aura - the female ghost guarding the grave!
This is indeed its grave.
Soon, a pale hand stretched out, followed by a head with a face full of blood. The bright red wedding dress was halfway out, and he looked around.
After seeing a group of people outside.
Jiang Qianqian smiled strangely, as if she was very excited.
What it didn't find was.
A big hand quietly reached down from the grave behind her and reached her neck little by little. Judging from the position, it could just hold her chin.
Such a scene.
Everyone present was stunned again, and they really couldn't understand what this move meant.
Until the next moment, the Yin Divine Hammer in Jiang Chen's hand was raised high and crashed down.
"puff"
With a sound, Jiang Qianqian's head exploded like a watermelon.
Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and they understood in an instant. You are holding your chin to prevent the opponent's head from moving down with a hammer, and the strength is relieved!
It’s really like meeting the King of Hell alive.
