Chapter 1671: Ghost (1/2)

Returning to his side room, Da Wu couldn't calm down this matter for a long time.

She picked up the tortoise shell used for the hexagrams, and wanted to infer the causal connection in the hexagrams, but she shuddered when she thought of the consequences of her ancestors.

The ancestors started to think that the ghost emperor had become what she is now with her skill, not to mention herself, I am afraid that he will be dissipated on the spot.

That is not an area that people can touch at all.

So, slowly into the evening, Da Wu kept thinking about it in the room, and hadn't gone out for a long time.

In the end, she finally figured it out. It’s better to tell Nangong Ling about this first. She is the reincarnation of the empress, and she may understand the reason for it. She also feels that what Nangong Ling asked might be related to the ghost in the ancestor’s mouth. The emperor is related.

Thinking like this, she immediately got up, ready to find Nangong Ling and others.

Nangong Ling and the others did not go back now, but were arranged in the guest room, or they would come over as soon as the ancestor could speak.

Just when Da Wu stepped out of the threshold, her figure suddenly stagnated, and she hurriedly took out the tortoise shell to calculate.

This tortoise shell has a history of thousands of years. It has been uploaded from the hands of the ancestors. With it, you can measure and calculate things around you with almost no need to start a hexagram.

Just now, she felt a powerful ghost force.

This kind of ghost power is like a ghost but not a ghost, especially unique and evil. It is full of danger, and it is quickly approaching here.

After some calculations, the big witch frowned: ”It is not a ghost, but it has the body of a ghost. It is a human, but like a ghost. What is the sacred strength of this kind of approach to a ghost?”

The female priest arranged for Nangong Ling and the others to have a room for each person, and at this time they were resting in their own rooms.

Nangong Ling kept thinking about the scene when she saw her ancestor today. She saw what she wanted to say, but what did she want to say?

It seems that she deliberately looked behind her.

At that time, her expression also changed the most.

So what did she see?

At that time, Gu Xunshuang and Zhang Wanlin were the only ghosts behind Nangong Ling.

Thinking like this, suddenly her spiritual consciousness moved, as if the spider webs spread around it were suddenly moved slightly by something, and then ripples were transmitted one after another.

”What a powerful ghost power!”

”Who is coming here?”

Nangong Ling's eyes seemed to go through the wall to see clearly the intruder outside.

The night concealed his giant shadow, Tatsuno jumped off the wall of the temple's outer wall, and the ground immediately fell into a big pit.

The people in the Lingzhi Bureau said, the prey is here, somewhere in it.

He can already feel the pleasure of fighting.

He has been pursuing two things all his life. The first thing is **** battles and selfless battles, so that the opponent will die without a place to bury him! The second thing is that he died in battle.

In short, only death can achieve the final pleasure of the climax.

The first thing, he has understood too much, almost tired.

Now he just wants to pursue the second thing, who can kill him completely.

He wanted to die, desperate to die in a hearty battle.

Prey, can you satisfy my wish?

Tatsuno walked in one direction, when the tall man saw a young man walking in front of him.

This young man looks very kind, harmless to humans and animals, and looks special.

It turned out to be a ghost, and it's really hard to find if you don't look at it carefully.

But it was just a kid, and Tatsuno didn't even have any idea of ​​starting a war.

Too weak.

Squeezing him to death is as simple as squeezing an ant to death.

Long Ye stopped him arrogantly and said, ”Hey, kid.”

Zhang Wanlin looked up at him, showing no fear at all. It was like seeing an ordinary neighbor: ”What's the matter?”