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I floated unconsciously, and after flying a distance, I suddenly felt different.
Originally, after Christina’s shocking action, the ghosts and spirits increased, and I could feel the existence of many ghosts. It is no longer the scope of what it is, but on a larger scale, it feels that ghosts exist.
At this moment, floating in the air, I feel a lot of ghosts.
One group after another...
The biggest one is in the south.
I looked at the yin there and felt confused.
Ye Qing’s yin is there.
There is also a residual yin in the direction of the firm, but that is only a residue.
Ye Qing is not in the office.
In addition, Ye Qing is not only in his position. There are a lot of ghosts around him. Those yin dying are disappearing.
I didn't think much, I flew in that direction.
Not long after, I felt that I was getting closer and closer to Ye Qing, and the surrounding area was getting more and more desolate.
Not a field, but a city, but no one in the city. A residential building stands, but there is no light. There are no shops on the street, and there are no pedestrians.
Southern suburbs... resettlement area...
I have crossed these two keywords in my mind.
The body passed through a residential building and continued to move forward, and found the location where Ye Qing is now.
It was a substation and the door was locked.
But the locked door has no obstacles to me in the soul state.
I walked through the door and my eyes were blocked by the transformer, but I still felt the difference here.
Ye Qing's yin is slowly increasing, and other yin appears and disappears.
I faintly guessed what the soul was, but the soul was not controlled.
I passed through a Taiwan transformer and finally saw Ye Qing.
His body swells like a monster, and there is no human form at all. It is a black hole in the yin.
Beside him, he squatted on the floor, opened his mouth, turned his eyes white, and twitched from time to time.
There are always ghosts emerging from the white body, and swallowed by the black hole.
I stood there, my soul froze, just watching this horrible scene.
I have guessed before, how Ye Qing will deal with whitening. I can see it now.
Ye Qing used white as a tool to constantly provide ghosts for himself as food.
He even gave up the form of human beings like the ghost kings and used the yin freely.
When did this start?
Has Ye Qing started doing this before the past has been changed?
Ye Qing has always relied on this means to suppress his uncontrollable emotions?
Or is it that he simply uses this to strengthen his own power and make himself a stronger ghost?
Rules... Ghost King needs rules.
What is the rule of Ye Qing?
If not, maybe this is...
"Ah... ah..." The cockroach violently pulled out twice, and there were blood vessels under the blue-grey skin. Her eyes were still up and she couldn't see her eyes, but her eyes were full of red blood.
How long has she been like this?
Is she still alive?
I think of this, my heart is chilly.
Daddy, I feel that Ye Qing’s action to devour the ghost stops.The whites seemed to be liberated, and the whole person fell to the ground and his eyes closed. However, her strange skin did not return to its original state, and she was not angry at all, and her chest was not ups and downs.
The black hole formed by the group of leaves is like a cloudy air.
That thing is not human, and there is no difference between front and back, but I think Ye Qing is turning his head and is moving his sight to me.
My whole body is tense, my soul is shuddering, and my instinct perceives a danger.
The prey is stared at by the hunter, which is probably the feeling.
I thought about not thinking, I fled outside.
Ye Qing’s yin quickly caught up.
I only felt the back cool, as if it had been touched by something, the soul fell straight down.
That thing is still chasing me!
It will swallow me!
Ye Qing... is out of control? Still, he has been waiting for this opportunity?
My scalp is numb, and when I fall to the ground, the soul has already rushed out.
Back to the body! Go back to the body!
I am full of thoughts only now.
Hey!
The yin put me on the ground.
I felt that I had coughed up blood and vaguely heard the voice of Chen Xiaoqiu and the nurse.
Back to the body?
No, not yet.
My soul is still caught and unable to return to the body.
The black hole-like yin slowly approached and forced me to face the door, as if I was looking at whether my prey was delicious.
It is also possible that he is wondering why there is no yin in me.
I am only a state of soul, not a ghost.
"Ye Qing..." I spit out two words.
I suppressed my yin and didn't relax. Unlike before, Ye Qing didn't want to control me and prevent me from entering the dream. He used a powerful force to suppress my soul to collapse.
After devouring the soul, Ye Qing should have restored his reason.
He is now a ghost king.
The ghosts of the world have changed.
The original method may not work, and may even be counterproductive.
I am struggling.
No matter how you can't die like this!
I have to find a way... I have to find a way back to my body.
I struggled desperately, and I heard the voice of Chen Xiaoqiu vaguely.
"... um, in the rescue... He said Ye Qing. Do you know this person with Chu Yuanguang?"
I widened my eyes and looked at the sulky sky in front of the sky.
A sigh of yin struck, the dark yin flew out, and it seemed to be blown away and disappeared into the air.
I still lie on the ground and look at the night sky.
A face appeared in my field of vision.
"Xuan Qing real people. Xuan Qing real people!" I like a lost child finally saw a relative, I did not want to jump up, want to seize the real people in front of Xuan Qing.
I saw that Xuan Qing’s real person fell in front of me.
Rubbing a crack, then smashing, Xuan Qing real portrait is a porcelain carving, when fell to the ground, directly fell a crush.
But in those pieces, there is blood spilling out.
I looked at the debris on the ground.
"What a pity."
I slowly looked up and looked at the figure standing in front.Wide-sleeve wide robe, with a bun, an old man dressed up, chic.
That is a costume ghost, I remember his surname Yang.
"Your speed is too slow." The costume ghost said lightly, "It's too late."
I glanced at the broken tiles on the ground and found that the tiles had become human.
I felt the heart, did not care about the costume ghost, did not think about Ye Qing, flying in the direction of the hotel all the way.
In the blink of an eye, I stood at the door of the hotel suite.
I stopped at the door for a few seconds and the soul passed through the door.
I smelled blood.
One man, one woman and two ghosts are lying on the edge of the sofa, chewing on flesh and blood.
They grabbed a remaining broken hand and rushed into the entrance.
The photo that was pinched on the hand landed and flew to my feet.
It was a family portrait of a family of three. A pair of men and women were the mad ghosts I saw in front of me. The boy standing in the middle was seventeen and eighty years old, and his face was filled with a bright smile.
"Liu Wei... Liu Wei..." I muttered and looked at the sofa stained with blood.
I saw the minced meat that the two ghosts were still holding.
"Ah... ah!" screamed insane, I rushed to them.
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