MTL - I’m From The World Of Punishment-Chapter 1539 ghost in the wind

After all, it was reluctance. The three people in the carriage suppressed the Yin, but the Yin Qi in Mr. Shen's body became more and more uncontrollable, and leaked out, infecting their wounds.

Once this yin and cold air touches the wound, it can stimulate the nerves. Using this method, the shadowy creature made the three of them feel abnormally sore all over, and it was difficult for them to concentrate, as if they had fallen into a pool of cold water. trembling.

A grim smile slowly appeared on Mr. Shen's face, that ferocious expression was not something a human could make, the evil in his body was gradually taking the dominance of his body into its hands.

But suddenly at this moment, a warm light suddenly appeared in the dim compartment.

The light and warmth dispelled the coldness in the rainy night at once.

It was Luo Huai, who got into the carriage with the lamp in the wheat.

He who already knew how to identify and capture the existence of Yin Qi naturally knew how to deal with this Yin Qi.

Yin Xing also seemed to feel the threat, as if he was facing a big enemy, and wanted to riot, but at this moment, the opponent's methods were much more than before.

Before entering, Luo Huai had simply built a rain shelter with cubes to cover the entire carriage from the rain.

He asked the police to drag Lou Tianfeng and the others out, stepped forward, raised his hand and held Mr. Shen down.

Before, the strength beyond ordinary people came to him, just like a child, Luo Huai didn't know what level of strength he was now, anyway, even if an ordinary person strained his tendons, he should not be able to squeeze him.

But Yin Xing might really do this regardless of the consequences, Luo Huai chose to trap him with soft restraints like spider silk.

"Remnant souls and wild ghosts don't know what obsession is, but this time we can see what the ghost world looks like."

After finishing speaking, Luo Huai drew the twin talisman out of thin air with a flick of his finger.

It is obviously the first time to draw, but he is very skilled.

In terms of underlying logic, the technique of demon slaying has some similarities with the knowledge he learned not long ago that the big boss left him.

Especially for the power of the soul, such as the soul, it is very easy for him to understand, and it is natural to use the corresponding methods at his fingertips.

Although this ghost has been taken out of the place where it was born, but now it is firmly rooted in Mr. Shen's body, and it must have a place of its own in it, where it will take away Mr. Shen's soul and eat it place.

Let's use Mr. Shen's soul as the anchor point.

The space of the soul is more fragile than some nascent secret realms. If you are tough, you can't get in. It is best to have some coordinate reference point.

Mr. Shen's soul should have almost fallen into Yinxie's hands now, presumably it is in that Yinxie land.

Luo Huai covered his forehead with his palm, closed his eyes, and sat on the side as if turning into an immobile statue.

It's not that the soul has left the body. Strictly speaking, Luo Huai has long since separated the soul from the body, and this body is the incarnation of his soul.

Those big bosses who ascended to nothing, and those who punish the world, are actually in this realm.

Now he just passed a ray of distraction into Mr. Shen's body.

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In the living room at night, Shen Yunping vaguely remembered that he slept in the upstairs room.

But the movement that would have occurred that night appeared again.

He couldn't remember which night it appeared, but out of worry, he would go down to take a look every time.

It seemed that someone had opened the window, entered from the outside, and knocked over things.

Is it a thief? He thought so.

But in the end he found nothing, nothing was knocked over in the living room, and the movement always seemed to disappear without a trace after he walked out of the room.

So Rouji walked around the living room and went to the toilet by the way.

Because he has never been a person who is afraid of the dark, he is used to not turning on the lights. The moonlight outside the window is very bright, and it is not bad to shine in through the glass.

If he didn't have to go to work the next day, he wouldn't even mind opening the window to enjoy the moon.

Of course, two or three o'clock in the morning is still a bit too physical, so let's go back to sleep quickly.

Always waking up at night, which made him feel a bit overdrawn mentally. If a complete night is interrupted halfway, the effect of rest will be greatly reduced.

The extra tiredness these days should have something to do with it...

"Ok?"

After going to the toilet in a daze, he passed the window again.

The cold air leaking in through the cracks in the windows makes him shiver every time.

The agent who introduced the house to the family told them that the house is well ventilated and breathable, but now it seems that winter is a bit of a pain.

However, there are many people in the family, and they really need a more spacious place to live.

"Hiss..." The cold air made him wonder if the window was not closed tightly, so he stepped forward to check the lock of the window.

In fact, that's what he does every night.

The moonlight was very bright, and the floating shadows of the willow trees outside hit the window and continued to shake.

Using the brightness of the moonlight, he leaned on the window and checked the structure of the lock.

The occasional fluttering shadow of catkins doesn't have much effect.

It's just that the sleepy eyes made him feel a little old and dim.

He rubbed his eyes a few times, but he didn't know if the willow catkins blown by the wind were against him, and the frequently swaying shadows gradually affected him.

There was a trace of unknown anger in his heart, and he raised his head a little annoyed.

It seems that these willow branches need a little care.

However, the moment he raised his head, he didn't know if his eyes were dazzled again.

He saw a figure standing outside on the window.

The blurry glass prevented him from seeing clearly, but he was sure that the figure was facing him.

Very close, very close, not to mention that he was leaning over the window at the moment—the figure was almost close to his face, in fact, the shadow of the figure was already reflected on his face.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was another layer of windows separating him, his heart would probably have been frightened, and his still somewhat confused mind would have been forcibly woken up.

"Ah!" he yelled, his face pale with fright.

And at this moment, by coincidence, the window lock that he had loosened just now was loosened, and the wind outside the window pushed the window leaf open violently, turned it at a large angle, and slammed it against the wall inside. On the ground, there was a loud noise, which gave him another blow to the spirit.

The window was wide open, and he didn't see that figure, but the cold wind rushed in, which made him feel that something had come in from the outside~www.novelbuddy.com~ It was cold and dark, with the strong wind, devour him.

He was horrified to find that his body was blown by the wind like a frame-dropped image, flickering and blurring bit by bit.

"It's coming in."

All the fuzzy memories due to the closure of the soul suddenly flooded back into his mind, and he remembered that this was not his home, but... the place where he hid.

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