It was already late at night.

A human figure with a ferocious face, a green face, fangs, black body, and a thin body was running wildly.

His speed was extremely fast, like walking on the Rakshasa, and disappeared in an instant.

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Spring City.

On a small hill more than ten miles away from the city.

The bright moon hangs high, and the stars in the night sky are sparse.

A tall figure in black robe stood there, as if waiting for something.

He looked into the distance, and the moonlight shone on his face.

I saw his eyes dark, his face was covered with white hair, and two sharp and cold fangs bulged from the corners of his mouth.

He looked in the direction of Chuncheng, with greed and resentment in his eyes.

But the trace of fear on his face could not be covered, as if there was something terrible in the spring city.

Sudden.

His eyes froze, he turned to look in the direction of the Dragon Mall, and saw a black shadow rushing towards him.

"Why is it a [wild]-level ghost? Did the Lord of the Mansion ask him to come?"

"Why did the lord send a little ghost to come from the east after returning from Xichuan?" He had doubts in his eyes, and was shocked and puzzled for a moment.

This white-haired and fanged man is the deputy head of the Ghost Mansion.

Previously, Chuncheng Blood Moon Ambergris came to life. He tried to snatch it, but was seriously injured by the Black King.

And because of that battle, the Ghost Mansion was broken up and the Lord fled to Xichuan Prefecture for refuge.

Since then, he has been worried and cautiously recovering from his injuries.

Some time ago, he heard that the Lord of the Mansion was about to return, so he became a little bolder and refined some money to borrow money.

By borrowing life to live, the recovery of injuries can be accelerated.

In addition to Chuncheng, he arranged for his subordinates to spread some money to borrow money in other cities.

It was just that something happened last night that made him a little strange.

The twenty years of life harvested last night seem to be not human.

Although it is a bit shocking, it is also a long life, but it is not as effective as human life.

And that strange life seems to have come from the Dragon Mall.

Last night, the Dragon Mall came to a strange life span for twenty years, and now a wild-level little ghost came from the direction of the Dragon Mall.

"Is it related to this little devil?"

He thought to himself that the wild-level little ghost also appeared in front of him.

This is a human-shaped black shadow with a green face and fangs and a hideous face.

He was thin, as if he had only a layer of skin wrapped in bones, and his whole body was pitch black, like a mummy.

The deputy head of the palace looked at him, and the black shadow was obviously alert to him and kept a certain distance.

The distance is just right. If he wants to take action directly, with the strength of this little ghost wilderness at level 10, he can dodge it.

However, the deputy head of the palace didn't take him seriously at all, he was just level ten.

In his eyes, he is a little devil.

"You come to find me, but you want to join my Ghost Mansion?" said the deputy head of the mansion.

Now, I don’t know who has spread the news that the Lord of the Ghost Mansion has returned, and many forces have known it.

But they didn't know the exact time, only he knew.

Time is tonight, and the place is here.

This little wild level ten ghost suddenly appeared, so coincidental.

In his opinion, he just got the news, so he wanted to join.

But this dark Rakshasa shook his head dullly, opened his mouth and said, "So... so annoying..."

His voice was hoarse, and he spoke intermittently, like a stuttering.

The deputy head frowned.

"It's really... so annoying... you, can you... collect... borrow money from your life?

In the past two days, someone... has been throwing money to me... to borrow money from life...

Really...it's so annoying...

That person...I can't move...so...can only find...you..."

"I don't want to... fight you... I can see... you are seriously injured... you can't kill me..."

Hearing this, the deputy head of the palace became a little hideous.

He is the deputy head of the Ghost Mansion. A mere 10-level wild ghost dared to say in front of him that he didn't want to make such a thing with him?

You can't move that person, so you can move me, right?

"Ha!" The deputy head of the palace laughed angry: "I am indeed seriously injured but not healed, but it is more than enough to deal with a little ghost like you!"

When he spoke, he had already shot out.

He was extremely fast and arrived in front of the dark Rakshasa almost in the blink of an eye.

His face was ferocious and completely exposed his two sharp fangs.

The little ghost is the little ghost, and he dares to speak wildly.

Don't want to fight me?

Can you really be bullied by a little devil like you when I am seriously injured?

The deputy head of the government stretched out his black claws and pointed directly at the other party's neck.

He was bound to win this attack, and the other party had no reaction. It was obviously shocked by his strength and momentum.

However, at this moment.

"ah--!"

The deputy head suddenly screamed and covered his face with both hands.

His face was covered with scarlet liquid, which was constantly corroding his face.

The white hair on the face instantly withered, and even a fang was corroded and broken.

"Is this the poisonous blood of the Ji family?"

"I... don't know... I only... know that it is a small amount... it is a big tonic for me... a lot of poison..." The dark Rakshasa held an empty bottle in his hand, and the scarlet liquid just now was poured out from it.

"I... have two more bottles..." The dark Rakshasa took out two more bottles: "I collected... your life-loan money is really... it's annoying..."

"You...!" The deputy head of the palace was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He knew that using a small amount of blood could raise demons.

A large number of them are highly toxic, which not only does not have any effect, but can even corrode the demons and turn them into a pool of blood stasis.

"Why does this little wild level ten ghost have so much blood from the Ji family?" The deputy head of the palace was in amazement.

"Customize?" The dark Rakshasa said a rare smooth sentence, and opened the bottle cap and acted as if it was to splash.

"You dare!"

At this moment, a powerful pressure fell from the sky and pressed straight on the dark Rakshasa.

The deputy head of the palace was immediately delighted and shouted to the sky: "Welcome to the Lord of the Palace!"

The dark Rakshasa was under pressure, and her thin body creaked, but her expression was still dull.

He is a resentment born from the nature of heaven and earth. He has not had much time to open his wisdom until now. He even speaks in a difficult manner and does not know how to express emotions.

Feeling the pressure, he felt it was very dangerous, and subconsciously took a few sips of poisonous blood, and then poured the rest into the sky.

A sudden burst of pain in his body, black smoke blew, and he fell to the ground and twitched continuously.

Looking at the dark shadow in the sky getting closer and closer to him, he didn't understand what it was.

Since he was born with spiritual intelligence, he has encountered a little demon and has been with the little demon since then.

The little demon never told him what that was.

He instinctively sensed the danger, but he couldn't move, and his body was still very painful.

A few days ago, a very beautiful girl in white came.

The girl said that the person could not move, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
To be continued...