All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Outside the gate of the mourning hall, Yang Xuming saw all this happen with a look of entanglement.

This... the female ghost was dragged into the coffin?

He remembered how he tried to swallow the headless female corpse in the coffin with a small posture before, and was stopped by the ghost of the sedan chair.

If it hadn't been for the ghost of the sedan chair to stop him, he would have been dragged into the coffin now.

In a sense, the ghost of the sedan chair saved his life.

But Yang Xuming never believed that the pedigree ghost was showing great kindness in saving him, probably because the headless female corpse in the coffin had a certain setting that could not be approached or touched.

For example, the common, sealed monster is weak, but after swallowing the dead creature, it immediately becomes stronger, and then breaks the seal and crawls out.

The current situation may be like this.

The female ghost in the sedan chair was dragged into the blood coffin and became the nourishment of the headless female corpse.

Just the chewing sound in the coffin was too much.

Why are you chewing a corpse with a headless female corpse and a headless mouth?

Yang Xuming hid outside the door and watched everything happen.

But the burly figure in the **** hat and hat in the mourning hall obviously did not have the good mood of Yang Xuming watching the fire from the shore. Hearing the strange laughter from the blood coffin, this figure became violent again.

"Wow!!"

In its mouth, there was an angry roar like a beast.

The burly and sturdy body rushed directly towards the blood coffin, and the soul-recruiting banner in his hand waved a crimson line of blood.

In the rapid ringing of the bell, the laughter in the blood coffin stagnated in vain, turning into a painful growl.

Then the lid of the coffin shook suddenly, and the gap was directly enlarged.

The gap that originally only allowed the fingers to stick out has now been enlarged by a factor of ten.

A pair of pale dead man's arms stretched out directly from the blood coffin, and viciously grabbed the edge of the coffin.

Then, a headless female corpse sat up from the blood coffin.

It is wearing a black shroud, and its chest is slightly raised, which can identify the identity of women.

There was nothing above the neck, as if the head was cut off along with the neck when he died.

But through the dim light in the room, Yang Xuming did not see a wound on the corpse's neck.

The neck that was flat and intact, it looked more like there was no head from the beginning.

As the headless female corpse sat up, the burly figure became more violent.

It directly raised the spirit-bearing banner and slammed it viciously at the female corpse sitting in the blood coffin.

The bell trembles crazily, and the power that can disperse ghosts is spreading in the void.

Inside the blood coffin, a more terrifying howling sounded.

The howling sound can no longer hear the female voice, it is completely the roar of the monster.

Yang Xuming's expression was a little shocked-there is still something in the blood coffin?

At this time, the spirit-calling banner had already fallen viciously on the shoulder of the headless female corpse.

The headless female corpse sitting in the blood coffin raised her hands and directly grabbed the hoisting banner.

The corpse touched the hands of the spirit banner, and the dark and blood-red gas that was visible to the naked eye was inhaled into the spirit banner.

But the headless female corpse never let go.

It still clings to this homing banner, but the screaming howling in the blood coffin is even more angry and manic.

In the next second, a billowing black shadow suddenly flew out of the gap in the blood coffin and flew directly to the burly figure stalemate with the headless female corpse in front of the blood coffin.

Ying Sixue's exclamation sounded in Yang Xuming's ear.

"Fuck... It's Fei Tou Man!"

Yang Xuming was startled, "Where did you come from? And what is Feitou Man?"

Ying Sixue stared at the head flying in the air in the mourning hall, and said, "Fei Tou Man is a kind of monster recorded in "Sou Shen Ji". Usually it looks no different from ordinary people. At night, when everyone was asleep, the monster's neck began to stretch, even longer than the giraffe's neck."

"Then Feitouman's head was completely separated from the body from the place where the neck started, but the head flew away from the neck, and did not return to the original body until the **** crows. At this time, the head and body will reunite and wake up. After coming, behave like normal people."

"Of course, it may just be that after the death of this female ghost, because of a different head, she gained the ability to fly in her head."

In Ying Sixue's recounting, the head of the flying man in the blood coffin had already flown to the top of Yang Xuming's father.

In Yang Xuming's sight, this human head is not a simple human head.

Under the neck, there are many blood red tentacles like octopus feet squirming in the air.

These tentacles directly entangled the figure of the blood-clothed hat, wrapped around its head and body, and began to shrink,

Visible to the naked eye, those blood-red tentacles absorbed countless blood-red evil spirits from the burly figure in the blood-robed hat.

Several of the tentacles spread to the hoisting flags, absorbing the contents of the holy flags frantically.

In the room, there were loud ghosts howling after another.

One evil spirit after another was sucked out of the spirit banner by the tentacles, and then sucked into the neck by the tentacles.

The screams and screams of the evil spirits continued endlessly.

And the head floating in the air stared at the three people of Yang Xuming at the door.

Yang Xuming's scalp was numb with the dull expression, rotten face, and spiteful sight.

"I feel that its next target is us..." Yang Xuming whispered.

At this time, the figure in the blood-robed hat was struggling frantically, but its hoisting banner was firmly grasped by the corpse of the headless female corpse, and its head and body were entangled with blood-red tentacles.

Even its angry roar is getting weaker and weaker, it seems that as the blood-red evil spirit is sucked away by the human head tentacles, it becomes weaker and weaker.

Seeing this scene, Ying Sixue said in a low voice, "Your dad is reckless... His bell could have suppressed this female ghost."

"But when it became violent, it lost its reason and rushed directly towards the other party, causing the spirit banner to be caught, the bells could not be rang, and it lost its strongest field control skills."

"Now the female ghost is constantly devouring the power to seize it. As one grows, it will become weaker and weaker, and finally it will be completely swallowed by the headless female ghost."

"Although it has obviously become more powerful and terrifying after sucking the blood of its own son, it is a pity that it has lost its intelligence...I think you will not be able to take it anymore, and we will all be cold here."

Ying Sixue glanced at Frostmourne in Yang Xuming's hand, "But now it just happens to be our best opportunity!"

"The so-called cranes and clams are fighting and the fisherman gains. They have tried their best now when they are fighting with each other, and they have no spare energy to worry about the other...that is, you can now get on."

Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming and said, "Rush up and fix all the strongest ghosts in these two dungeons, so that we are safe."

PS: There will be more later