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    In a trance, I seem to feel that some mysterious substances that have been pulled out of the soul have returned to the body again.  Immediately, a sense of comfort that penetrated deep into the bones flowed through the whole body.  With all the evil spirits staring at me, I couldn't help crying out.  Alas, compared to the excruciating pain just now, this feeling is so damn comfortable!  I can't help it!

    The evil spirits finally realized the complete failure of their bad intentions.

    "You idiot! Who told you to be blind!" The leader of the evil spirits growled angrily at the guy who laughed at me for "being afraid of ghosts".

    When all the ghosts heard the words, they all stared at the poor ghost with terrifying eyes.  I was amused to see the way the guy cowered.  "Haha, who is an idiot? Look at your bear, aren't you also afraid of ghosts? You still have the face to laugh at me?" Although I don't bother to add insult to injury, but that guy is really a bit too hateful, so I finally couldn't bear it.  The place hit it with a stone.

    No, my words were like igniting the fuse. After hearing this, all the evil spirits immediately oppressed the poor ghost aggressively.  Look at the posture of this group of evil spirits, as if they want to tear the poor ghost to pieces in an instant.

    "Masters! No, master ghosts, I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong! Please let the little one go?" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the poor ghost immediately fell to his knees with a plop, and pitifully  begged for mercy.

    The evil ghosts did not soften their hearts because of the poor ghost's begging for mercy, they still oppressed them step by step aggressively.

    "My fellow ghosts, little ones, I will make up for my mistakes. The little ones will definitely try their best to achieve the effect of the headless general just now! Please, my fellow ghosts, give me one more chance?" The poor ghost burst into tears!  The torrential rain was already too much, and after a while, a little bit of light began to appear in this dark space.

    After feeling the tears under their feet, the evil spirits looked down, and then stopped in unison.

    I don't know if it was because the tears aroused their pity, or because the poor ghost's words of begging for mercy played a role, anyway, after the evil ghost leader heard the words, he actually agreed to the poor ghost's plea.  "Okay, we'll give you a chance! But if you fail, then don't blame us for using you to make up for the loss! Hehe" the evil ghost leader said fiercely to the poor ghost.

    "Thank you! Thank you ghost masters for giving me a chance to make up for my mistakes. I will do my best, and I will definitely live up to the expectations of you ghost masters!" Hearing the words, the poor ghost was overjoyed and said gratefully.

    "Hmph, stop talking nonsense! Let's start!" The leader of the evil ghost said solemnly with some impatience.

    "Okay, little one, let's start!" The poor ghost promised, then turned and walked towards me.

    This guy is definitely an acting genius. The moment he turned around, his timid, pitiful, and groveling image was instantly swept away, replaced by a superior and strong posture.

    Damn, this bastard, he doesn't think he can get me, does he?  In my heart, I despise this shameless person who bullies the weak and fears the hard.  Hmph, idiot like you, I'm not afraid of you!  While cheering myself up, I carefully observed that poor ghost.

    Compared with other evil spirits, this poor ghost can be regarded as normal.  Except for his pale complexion and ghostly aura, he seemed to be no different from ordinary people.  For a while, I couldn't see the cause of this ghost's death.  hoisted?  impossible.  It is said that the tongue of the hanged ghost is very long.  But, it seems that the poor ghost's tongue is quite normal!  drowned?  Also unlikely.  It is said that the belly of the drowned ghost is particularly thick, just like a pregnant woman.  How did he die?  Wouldn't it be frightened to death?  possible.  Only ghosts who are scared out of their wits will bow down to other ghosts so spinelessly; only ghosts who are scared to death will be as timid as him.  Hehe, this poor guy won't be really scared to death, right?  Thinking of this, I finally couldn't help but let out a "puchi" laugh.

    Immediately, the terrifying atmosphere that the poor ghost created with great difficulty was completely destroyed by me.  Seeing this, the evil spirits all around screamed angrily.  Just when they were about to rush forward, the leader of the evil spirits stopped him: "Wait a minute, that guy hasn't officially started yet!"

    The words of the leader of the evil ghosts could not help but make me vigilant, so I observed the poor ghost that was approaching more carefully.  I just felt my eyes dazzled, and then I saw the poor ghost's originally sound throat suddenly burst open, and then a column of blood shot straight like a fountain.  In the red, I saw a big hole in the poor devil's throat.  At that time, what was more in my heart was not fear but shock.

    Well, this guy won't be because "?Is he dead of "intestinal cancer"? After such a thought popped into my mind, I began to pay attention to the poor ghost's clothes. Sure enough, the poor ghost was also wearing a hospital gown. It seems that this guy should  I was not scared to death, but died during the treatment in the hospital. Immediately, a feeling of sympathy emerged spontaneously. While I was greatly shocked, I actually felt a little kind to the poor ghost in front of me  .

    At this moment, a little panic suddenly appeared in the expression of the poor ghost who was sure of winning.  Then, I felt the blood spurting all over me start to boil.  In just one breath, I felt that I had been trapped in a big blood bubble, and I could no longer sense everything outside.

    Just when I was panicking, a vague voice suddenly sounded in my mind.  "You idiot, if you don't want to lose your soul immediately, then quickly cooperate with me and pretend to be extremely scared!"

    I could hear it, it was the poor ghost's voice.  I'm a little confused.  What the hell does the poor guy mean?  Wasn't he sent by all the evil spirits to deal with me?  Then why pretend to remind me kindly?  Could it be that it was a conspiracy because Jian couldn't deal with me?  It doesn't make sense either!  I was obviously flustered just now, so why did he need to do anything extra?  Strange, really strange!  If it wasn't a conspiracy, what was the poor ghost's intention?  Could it be that the poor ghost wants to help me?  is it possible?  Ghosts are connected, he and those evil ghosts are in the same group!  What reason does he have to help me?  It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense!  It's not a conspiracy, and it's unlikely to be trying to help me, so what the hell is the poor ghost trying to do?  Alas, this ghost is different from humans, and its behavior is too fucking weird!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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