However, in just a moment, the Yin Feng left Lu Wushuang's body, as if he was not interested in her, and rolled straight towards Song Yingyu again.

Standing there, Lu Wushuang looked at all this with a little confused look.

I was both relieved and angry.

‘I was actually disliked by a dead ghost?’

Seeing Song Yingyu being also involved in the gloomy wind, Song Jianqiu shook his one arm and a snow-white long sword suddenly appeared in his palm.

But this time it's faster.

The Yin Feng left Song Yingyu and rolled over toward "Bu Yingjiu" beside him.

Wow~~

Wow~~

Wow~~

The cold wind quickly tempted several strangers on the island, and even the meatballs on the ritual platform were not spared, and they did not stay for too long, and they did not surround anyone's body, which delayed too much time.

It seemed to be extremely urgent and began to become anxious.

Roaming around in place, releasing the resentment of soaring into the sky.

And this resentment has begun to infect the minds of the water ghosts around them, making the eyes of these water ghosts no longer dull, but full of scarlet. Each water ghost looks at the stranger around him with resentment, as if he will bite it in the next second!

Just then!

Woo~~~~~~~~

Yin Feng came to Lu Fan!

Actually! He circled around Lu Fan's body.

Another round!

Another round!

Another round!

Then, the Yin Feng suddenly shook, directly covering Lu Fan's body, and the wind was even more violent than before, and it directly concealed Lu Fan's body, and outsiders could not see it at all.

"What's going on?"

Even Song Jianqiu couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.

Although they really saw ghosts this time, there were still tens of thousands of water ghosts and a terrifying ghost king.

Now everyone on the island looked at the cold wind at this moment with a puzzled look.

Or, looking at Lu Fan wrapped in the cold wind.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The Yin Feng completely enveloped Lu Fan's figure, making a strange sound like a wind or a ghost crying.

"What the hell is going on with this Ghost King?"

Maruko stood blankly on the memorial platform, and the peach wood sword in his hand also hung down, looking dazed: "Is there any good thing about Long Yang in the Qin Dynasty?"

“What is it doing?”

Lu Wushuang and Song Yingyu, who thought they would suffer, also looked incredible.

They had never seen such a strange scene in front of them, which was completely different from the scene they had expected!

This Ghost King obviously seems to have taken a fancy to Lu Fan!

why is that?

"Haha, I know what alarmed you."

Just when everyone was unable to understand until they died, a dead laugh came from the cold wind.

Then!

"Buzz!"

The sound of a magic weapon vibrating suddenly mixed with the whistling sound of the cold wind.

There are still seas around the island, and at this moment, the wind is blowing!

Suddenly!

"Buzz!"

It seemed as if an ancient bell was shaking the cold wind that covered Lu Fan's body directly dispersed!

This fluctuation, with a more terrifying yin and murderous aura, soared into the sky and looked down on the world, as if it could destroy everything!

The moment the gloomy wind was shaken, everyone could see Lu Fan's body clearly.
Chapter completed!