Chapter 455

At midnight in winter, the temperature was very low.

It was already below zero.

The wind blew in the forest, making a whooshing sound.

In the distance, the owl's whimper was intermittent.

The rotten soil under his feet rustled under his feet.

The kitten in his arms was very docile and curled up in his master's hand.

The trees seemed to have grown a little crooked?

The branches stretched out in a mess, but the withered leaves were still stubbornly attached to the branches of the canopy.

The pale moonlight fell, and the shadows were dim. It was a little like the beginning of a horror movie.

But Ling Ping'an felt very comfortable.

The countless thoughts in his mind rose and fell as he moved forward.

Specks of fluorescence appeared beside him.

Ling Ping'an looked at it, "Fireflies!"

But...

How could there be fireflies in the middle of winter?

He blinked his eyes, and his childish heart was aroused. He turned his head and gently bowed a small firefly that flew to his side.

"Little bug..." he smiled, "It's such a cold day. What are you doing here instead of staying in your nest?"

The small firefly in his hand was shivering.

It seemed to be very afraid.

Ling Ping'an smiled and didn't make things difficult for the little guy. He gently let go of his hand and let the little guy fly away from his palm.

"Go! Go! "His eyes were full of love as he said," Little guy, go back and find your mother! "

...

Another perspective.

Five minutes ago.

As usual, Zhuang Qiu woke up from the soil at midnight.

The cold and gloomy spiritual energy slowly nourished her soul.

"Ah Qiu!" The major's voice came from the soul body, "A stranger is coming!"

"Get ready to be expelled!"

Thus, she slowly flew out of the ground.

Her body, which had no physical body, slowly rose under the moonlight.

Like a flame that flowed with the wind.

It was faintly green.

Beside him, many familiar flames flew over one after another.

In the faintly green flames, one could faintly see some figures in military uniforms.

That was a black military uniform!

An army uniform from a hundred years ago.

It looked clean, beautiful, and tidy.

It was as if they had taken care of it carefully every day.

"A stranger is crossing the river..."

"Expel him!"

The major's voice came from the soul body.

"Yes!" Zhuang Qiu and her comrades used their own souls to make a sound.

The same sound as a hundred years ago.

Firm and without delay.

This was their defensive area!

It was the same when they were alive and after they died!

Thus, more than ten will-o '-the-wisps slowly floated towards the riverbank.

In the past hundred years, they had done similar exorcisms countless times.

This was the world of the dead, the cage of the dead.

Strangers were not allowed to come close!

That was because even entering and coming into contact with it could cause irreversible and terrifying effects to the living.

If it was light, they would be plagued by a hundred diseases. If it was heavy, they would be infected with all kinds of evil diseases and die in bed.

Zhuang Qiu couldn.

In her heart, Zhuang Qiu couldn't help but complain.

"The people these days … are really bored out of their minds …"

She thought. She. She. She thought.

She recalled the so-called streamers who rowed across the Wuding River with rafts not long ago.

She She. She.

They were.

In the end, she and her companions had no choice but to waste a bit of their soul power to reveal the form of ghosts, frightening those guys into fainting. Only then were they able to prevent them from crossing the defensive zone and entering the core of the cross slope.

Grumbling in her heart, Zhuang Qiu also saw the intruder.

She couldn't make out his appearance under the moonlight.

He seemed to be shrouded in fog.

'Extraordinary? 'Zhuang Qiu thought.

'Didn't the elders in his family teach him? '

'Didn't the elders in his family teach him? '

"The Cross Slope is a place of great danger for Transcendents!?"

To ordinary people, the Cross Slope was nothing more than a scare.

If they were infected with evil spirits and contaminated, they could be saved as long as they were treated in time.

But to extraordinary people, it was a taboo.

The world of the dead was filled with spiritual power. To the living, it was a poison.

Just a little bit of it and they would be doomed!

Yin and Yang restrained each other.

Unless they had the protection of a pure Yang treasure, or if their qi and blood were perfected, they would not be contaminated.

Only then would they be free from contamination.

'Let's scare him! 'Zhuang Qiu thought.' I hope he knows what's good for him... '

Thus, she and her comrades flew towards the young man who was carrying the cat, stepping on the rotten soil, and passing through the forest.

As they flew.

Their souls released spiritual power. The cold and gloomy spiritual power stirred up a gust of evil wind.

The evil wind whimpered, simulating the background sound of several famous horror movies on the market.

Mournful, gloomy, evil.

Their souls cooperated with each other.

With the natural talent of ghosts, they created all kinds of terrifying, evil, and gloomy atmosphere.

This was their method of exorcism that worked every time.

It was also the method that did the least harm to the living.

The person who was exorcised would be frightened at most.

But...

Unexpectedly.

Zhuang Qiu and her comrades found that the person did not seem to be affected at all.

The cold and gloomy wind blew past like a gentle breeze caressing the face.

He turned a deaf ear to the mournful wails.

And those terrifying, evil, and gloomy projections from the psychological level did not seem to affect him at all.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Qiu was puzzled.

She had no choice but to carry out the second plan.

"Get closer and reveal your true form!" Zhuang Qiu's soul let out a series of shrill screams.

This shrill scream could be heard even in the material world.

However, it was shrill and shrill.

It was like the legendary female ghost who had returned from hell and was about to take the life of her enemy!

Her comrades immediately replied, "Yes!"

More than ten ghosts screamed in unison.

They had been working together for almost a hundred years.

Therefore, they immediately activated a spell that they were already familiar with.

A spell that only ghosts could use.

Ghosts hit the wall!

It caused the living to fall into a maze set up by the ghosts, lose their sense of direction, and fall into hallucinations.

At the same time, they revealed their true forms.

They turned into formless, but in reality, they had silhouettes, green faces, fangs, and a thick aura of death and resentment.

They were like the most common ghosts in horror movies.

When they appeared, they brought with them a terrifying, deep sound effect.

A normal person would be scared out of their wits by the double impact of sight and mind just by looking at them.

Even an Extraordinaire would fall into a state of shock and fear when they suddenly saw a ghost's true form. In the end, they would be hypnotized by a spell.

This was a move that had been tested countless times and had worked time and time again.

For a hundred years, they had relied on this method to firmly guard this section of the river.

They did not let the things inside escape, nor did they let the people outside enter.

But...

This time...

They had miscalculated!

The young man walking in the forest turned a deaf ear to everything they had created, as if he did not see it at all, let alone know!

No!

Zhuang Qiu soon found out.

It was not that he did not see it, nor did he know.

But...

He looked down on everything!

It was like an elephant looking down on the ants under its feet.

Because...

An ant that could be crushed to death with one foot was not worth the elephant's effort at all.

So, he even smiled.

Zhuang Qiu could see the corner of his mouth suddenly curling up.

His smile was full of contempt.

At this moment, Zhuang Qiu felt a boundless pressure rolling from all directions.

In an instant, the surrounding spiritual power was completely sucked away by something.

At this moment, she felt like a helpless little fish that had been thrown to the shore.

Without water, she did not even have the strength to struggle.

She was about to be suffocated in an instant!

And that person had already stretched out his hand.

Zhuang Qiu's three souls and six spirits were all frightened!

"Oh no..." She fell helplessly into that person's palm.

It was a seemingly weak and powerless palm.

The skin on the surface of the palm was white and smooth.

However, Zhuang Qiu, who fell into this palm, only felt that she had fallen into a whole new world, as if she had entered another world.

A voice softly lingered in her ears.

"Little worm..."

Zhuang Qiu raised her head and saw that person's face.

Clean, white, and ordinary. It was the kind of person who would not pay attention to or notice if they saw him on the road.

But at this moment, this originally ordinary face without any characteristics or memory points had become extremely dignified and incomparably tall.

It was like an immortal god that stood tall and covered the sun and moon.

That huge pair of eyes, like stars, was huge, dazzling, and eye-catching.

Looking at that pair of eyes, that pair of eyes that were as huge as stars.

Zhuang Qiu understood that he was right.

She was indeed just a worm.

"It's such a cold day, why aren't you staying in your nest? What are you doing here?"

A rumbling sound echoed in her ears.

It was like thunder.

Then, Zhuang Qiu felt that she had regained her freedom!

She was released.

That person gently let go of his hand, like a loving parent watching a mischievous child.

"Go! Go! " He chuckled. His voice was easygoing, but it had a majesty that could not be refused. Zhuang Qiu did not dare to disobey.

"Little one... go back to your mother!"

As Zhuang Qiu listened, she could feel that her soul body seemed to be solidifying.

Even...

"I... might be able to appear during the day..." She could clearly feel that the strength in her soul was substantial.

She had cultivated bitterly for a hundred years but had not been able to solidify her soul.

But at this moment, there was a turning point.

And this turning point was only held in the hand of this person and observed for a moment?

Who was he?

Zhuang Qiu was puzzled.

At this moment, her comrades surrounded her.

"Zhuang Qiu..." The concerned voice of her comrade came from within her soul, "How are you?"

"I'm fine..." Zhuang Qiu flew a little further away in bewilderment.

She stared at that person from afar.

That person also raised his head and looked at Zhuang Qiu.

The corner of his mouth was smiling, like a kind father.

The faint mist around his body flashed and disappeared.

But at this moment, Zhuang Qiu saw the figure of a winged man holding a long halberd in the mist. Behind that figure, there was a huge, indistinct horn.

She did not know why, but Zhuang Qiu only wanted to worship it.

It was as if that horn in the mist was her king.

"Major!" Zhuang Qiu calmed down and used her soul to contact her superior. "We might have met... a debt collector..."

"Hmm?" From within her soul, the major sent a question.