All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In the courtyard, Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue have become the simplest spectators.

From the moment plum appeared, everything in this yard had nothing to do with them.

The only thing they can do is to stand aside and watch the development of the situation.

In the wind and snow, Li Zi raised his hand and shook it lightly.

The countless dark shadows in the mourning hall instantly rioted, all strangling towards the blood coffin in the center of the mourning hall.

The headless female corpse sitting in the blood coffin seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood, with scarlet and sticky blood constantly overflowing from the coffin.

The air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

The head in the arms of the headless female corpse stopped struggling, and seemed to have given up running away.

As a result, the headless female corpse with a free hand pressed her hand to the edge of the coffin.

It wants to come out.

But the crimson blood overflowing in the blood coffin seemed to have a strong binding force. The headless female corpse just got up a little bit, and all the blood in the coffin was pulled up a little along with it.

At first glance, the blood in the blood coffin seemed to have turned into a cement-like solid, tightly trapping the headless female corpse in the blood coffin.

The headless female corpse tried to struggle to leave, but was tightly bound in the coffin by the surging blood.

The darkness in the mourning hall had already filled the blood coffin and began to strangle the headless female corpse in the blood coffin.

In the mourning hall at this time, everything turned into the most gloomy and desperate black.

The walls, the ground, the pillars, the ceiling, the tables and chairs...or the hanging white cloth, everything was shrouded in dark shadows and dyed in eerie black.

Now the blackness even permeates the blood coffin, and finally rises and turns into a pitch black ball, trapping the blood coffin in it.

In the air, the wind was fierce, and the wind was gusty.

Li Zi's figure, visible to the naked eye, became more like a corpse.

Her wedding dress began to drip blood, and there were obvious cracks in her hands and feet. A scary blood hole appeared in her heart. You could see the squirming internal organs and the empty atrium.

As for her face, there are seven holes of blood and a spiteful expression, which is more and more like a terrifying evil spirit.

Yang Xuming knew that this was a sign that Li Zi was overusing his power.

Generally speaking, plums do not show such a terrifying appearance.

But the more she used her strength, the closer she was to the appearance of the corpse after such a tragic death.

Suppressing two terrifying ghosts at the same time is not easy for her.

The cloudy wind blowing in the courtyard became more and more violent.

Plum stood there motionless, but blood dripped from her body.

Inside the black sphere at the entrance of the mourning hall, the ringing of the bells was so rapid that it became a string.

More and more terrifying voices continued to come from the black ball.

Finally, amid a deafening muffled sound of terror, the violent shock wave spread in all directions.

The huge black ball burst into pieces.

boom!

Amid the loud noise, the burly figure in the blood-clad hat roared and appeared in the wind and snow.

It raised the hoisting flag in its hands, its thick and strong arms were exposed in mid-air, and its muscular arms were full of strength.

"Wow!!"

In the roar of a beast, the burly figure in the blood-clothed hat rushed towards the plum.

However, the cold wind was bitter, and the moment the ball shattered, the plum standing on the spot disappeared.

In the entire courtyard, the figure of the big red wedding dress was suddenly lost.

All the living people in the yard were stunned, even the burly figure in the blood cloak was stunned.

It lost its goal.

But in the next second, the wind gusts and the wedding dress fluttered.

The bright red wedding dress appeared behind it like a teleport.

The pale and slender arms of Li Gui bride stretched out silently and pressed against the head of the burly figure.

Boom! ! !

There was a loud noise, and the whole earth trembled violently for a moment.

The burly figure that was violent like a prehistoric beast was instantly pressed to his head and directly pinched to the ground!

The ground in the entire wind and snow courtyard cracked instantly.

Numerous cracks and shock waves spread in all directions.

"Wow!"

The painful and angry roar of Yang Xuming's father came from the center of the shock wave, but Yang Xuming in the corner couldn't see his father's status quo at all.

Too much smoke and dust, too much wind and snow!

Ying Sixue murmured to the side, "Does Li Gui have such terrifying physical destruction capabilities..."

Yang Xuming looked at each other with her, and was speechless for a long time.

Indeed, since dealing with Li ghosts for so long, most of the abilities of Li ghosts have no physical destructive abilities.

It seems that only plum walks there and bangs there, like a moving human-shaped missile.

In the distance, the smoke quickly dissipated.

The ringing started again.

The burly figure in the blood-clad hat roared and waved the hoisting flag, and pushed back the plum beside him.

At this moment, its head has almost completely fallen off, and only a part of it is still hanging on its neck.

The blood-red hat was completely shattered, revealing the head that was completely deformed by the huge force.

Even Yang Xuming couldn't recognize this face as his father at this time.

This head was squeezed out, completely squeezed into a rectangular shape, who would recognize it!

Seeing his father's violent appearance, Yang Xuming quickly pulled Ying Sixue and Lin Qiu back for several steps, and completely left the small courtyard.

He whispered, "I have a hunch..."

"Your dad is going to zoom in," Ying Sixue took the second half.

Then, the situation developed as they expected.

The burly figure, whose head had been squeezed out, was extremely violent and forcefully slammed the hoisting flag in his hand to the place, and let out a hoarse howl in his throat.

"The Yin Soldier borrowed! Please open the blood door!"

Scarlet blood spewed out from the spirit-bearing banner.

The pale white spirit-calling flags hunting in the cold wind seemed to be connected to another world, and countless blood poured out from the flags.

Then, those blood continued to condense in front of Yang Jing, and finally turned into a strange blood door.

Countless screams came out from the blood gate.

It seems that behind the blood gate, there are countless injustice ghosts who have suffered and are struggling to come out.

Behind Yang Xuming, a strange chuckle suddenly sounded.

"Uncle opened the blood door..."

The weird low laughter came extremely abruptly, but in an extremely instant.

The moment Yang Xuming heard the sound, all the hairs on his body stood up.

He turned around abruptly and found a pale figure standing on the corridor behind him at some unknown time.

The pale white dress, pale skin, long dark hair hanging down, and a strange smile full of maliciousness on his face-the evil spirit of the other shore flower in the air-raid shelter!

Yang Xuming looked at her in disbelief, and subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

This is coming too... Do you want to play mahjong here tonight? !

PS: There will be a chapter later