Chapter 220: Wrong person!

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The female ghost in red, who only had half her upper body, held a rusty sickle in each hand that glowed with curses and filth, and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

Her speed was extremely fast, like a gust of wind, sweeping through her and leaving two lines of bloody traces on the ground.

"Presumptuous!!" The woman in the red dress wanted to turn around and leave, but when she saw the half-upper body female ghost in red, she violently attacked the unconscious Zhang Fan, her face instantly darkened.

A trace of almost substantial coldness was released from the whole body in an instant, freezing the surroundings with a layer of frost.

The shadow of death is spreading, and the horror is like a black snake twisting and circling. All the temperatures drop rapidly at this moment, and the color of the world is dimming little by little.

Seeing the half-upper body female ghost getting closer and closer to Zhang Fan, she was already within a stone's throw away. The next moment, the woman in the red dress moved. She took a sudden step forward and disappeared suddenly. When she reappeared, she was already in front of the upper body of the female ghost in red. She raised her hand and slapped her away. He went out and slammed into the gray-white wall.

The woman in the red dress glanced sideways at Zhang Fan. Seeing that he was fine, her attention returned to the distance, where the female ghost in red had only half of her upper body smashed into the wall.

"Hmph! You idiot who doesn't know how to live or die!!" The woman in the red dress snorted and snapped her fingers. When the finger sound fell, blood-colored ghost hands poked out from the wall, slowly wrapped around the female ghost in red who only had half of her upper body, and quickly dragged her into the cold shadow and disappeared. trace.

"It's time to go!!" The woman in the red dress stretched her body, glanced at Zhang Fan, and said to the group of red-clothed ghosts.

A group of red-clothed fierce ghosts heard the sound and nodded. The woman in the red dress tilted her neck and made a crackling sound of bones. At the same time, the space beside him was distorted, and a figure shrouded in blood mist strode out.

"Is it done?" the woman in the red dress asked without looking back.

"Those two... living people... have been... caught!!" A hoarse female voice came from the blood mist. As soon as she finished speaking, there was a tumbling in the blood mist, and she fell from it. Next two people.

These two people were none other than Hou Taibao and Wang Fugui who were sent out by Zhang Fan. They closed their eyes tightly at this time and fell into a coma.

For some unknown reason, he was caught again.

"Bring them together!!" the woman in the red dress said calmly. The figure in the blood mist tapped his forehead, and then the surrounding blood mist rolled and spread, covering Zhang Fan and Wang Fugui. The next moment, the three of them disappeared.

...The dim palace was flickering with green candles. Under each green candle is a black spiritual tablet.

This kind of black spiritual tablets are densely packed and countless, but near the middle spiritual tablet, there are twenty-four bloody spiritual tablets.

The twenty-four blood-colored spiritual bits are wrapped in terrifying supernatural power and filled with terrifying death intentions. They will be instantly corroded at the slightest touch.

This is like an ancestral temple. The palace and ancestral hall were eerie and filled with the smell of curses and filth.

The interior of the ancestral hall is vast and filled with all kinds of bronze utensils, including bronze lions, bronze lamps, giant bronze tripods... It looks like an ancient palace.

On the wall directly above the main hall of the ancestral hall, there is a portrait of a tiger lying on the top of a mountain.

The tiger in the portrait is golden, surrounded by the sacred light of the clouds. It is majestic, domineering, with its head held high and its chest high. It is filled with a sense of coercion that seems to come from ancient times. After seeing it, people will not hesitate. Dare to look at him at all.

At this moment, Zhang Fan and the other three were lying on their backs under the tiger portrait, ten meters away. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Fan gradually woke up from his coma, opened his eyes, and struggled to stand up. He felt his brain roaring, and the bones in his body felt as if they were being crushed.

Zhang Fan knew that this was a serious side effect of using the body spirit. He can only use the body spirit for the last time now. Once it is used, the dark ghost will revive, and by then, he will also die.

"Where is this place?" Zhang Fan calmed down for a while, the pain in his body dissipated a lot, and he began to look at the surrounding environment.

Seeing that he was in an unfamiliar palace and ancestral hall, he couldn't help but feel horrified. He remembered that he had previously summoned a body spirit to fight to the death with a group of red-clothed ghosts. Even though all kinds of supernatural powers came out, he still failed in the end, causing himself to pass out from exhaustion.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he successfully sent Wang Fugui and others out.

"They must have run out, right?" Zhang Fan murmured in a low voice, but when he glanced inadvertently, he saw Wang Fugui and Wang Fugui lying unconscious on the ground.

"How is it possible... They... have obviously been..." Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed. He had obviously sent them out, so why are they back now? Could it be that those red-clothed ghosts are not the same? Didn't let them go.

"Oh...you're awake!" Just when Zhang Fan looked horrified, a silver bell-like chuckle rang out from the front.

When Zhang Fan heard the sound, he quickly looked around and saw the woman in the red dress who had spoken to him in the elevator standing upright.

Although her face was obscured by her long black hair, Zhang Fan could still clearly feel that the other party was looking at him eagerly.

Now even the host spirit is not an opponent. He really has no trump card. Only a black leather manual is of little use. The black leather manual can only give a sharp solution, but it cannot solve the immediate crisis.

"What are you going to do to us?" Zhang Fan did not surrender. He took out the coffin nail from the system backpack and held it in his hand for defense.

"What an interesting man!!" Seeing Zhang Fan being so vigilant, the woman in the red dress immediately covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Do you think you can pose a threat to me with your methods?" The woman in the red dress gently lifted her hair and revealed her face.

I saw that this was an extremely beautiful face, with red lips and pink face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was charming and charming, with a touch of baby fat showing through. It was very cute.

After Zhang Fan saw the other person's face, he couldn't help but be startled for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses. Now is not the time for random thoughts. The woman in the red dress definitely didn't have any good intentions when she caught him here.

"Although I can't beat you, I'm not afraid of you either!!" Zhang Fan's hands holding the coffin nails became harder and harder. If the other party really got up and attacked them, the big deal would be to fight to the death and destroy the last of the host spirit. Use it once.

Even if he is killed by the opponent, the host spirit will truly revive. The completely revived body spirit is more terrifying than his own control. Even if this woman is a red-clothed ghost, it is not easy to deal with the body spirit.

Zhang Fan's serious expression made the woman in the red dress look stunned, and then she giggled again: "Hee hee, I won't tease you anymore!! Look, I'm scaring you! You man is getting more and more interesting!" ! No wonder my Lulu likes you so much!!"

"Lulu? You like me? What the hell?" After hearing this, Zhang Fan's expression changed and he felt a little confused and at a loss.

"Aren't you Hou Taibao?" The woman in the red dress tilted her head and asked in surprise.

"Uh...who told you that I belong to Hou Taibao? Hou Taibao is still lying on the ground!" Zhang Fan pointed at Hou Taibao on the ground and said helplessly.

"Ah! Did I admit the wrong person?"

"Wait a minute, let me ask!!" The woman in the red dress took out a mobile phone from her pocket, rummaged around, found a name, and dialed it.

After a long time, the woman in the red dress turned off the phone and smiled strangely: "Ah, I really recognized the wrong person!!"