The ghost laughed, "Hahaha!!! I got it, finally got it."

"Qingqian, throw it away, hurry! The soul-catching bell is an evil thing, it will suck your soul away! Quick!" Nan Wuyue roared, her eyes turned red with anxious eyes, filled with blood.

Mu Qingqian took the little bell and landed directly on the ground.

The ghost whistled, and then muttered something.

Namoyue heard it!

But Mu Qingqian is still holding the soul-catching bell.

Nan Wuyue ignored everything and rushed over and stood beside Mu Qingqian, "Take it! Someone activated the soul-catching bell..."

The power of the soul-catching bell is too powerful. Even though Nan Wuyue rushed over, she was about to encounter the soul-catching bell.

Mu Qingqian directly dodged and avoided.

Her palms were red.

The soul-catching bell sucked hard in her palm.

Her power was poured into the soul-catching bell, and blood oozed out of her palm!

Namoyue saw it.

As the ghost thoughts took longer, the soul-catching bell buzzed.

Mu Qingqian's entire arm was trembling.

"Qingqian!" Nan Wuyue's eyes widened.

"I'm fine." Mu Qingqian threw a look of peace of mind to him.

"Look at your expression..." Nan Wuyue saw her blood flowing very quickly, and was sucked away by the soul-catching ring.

It was sucking her blood!

The ghost shadow fell from the top of the palace and walked towards Mu Qingqian step by step.

Everyone retreated and looked at Mu Qingqian sympathetically.

She is going to die.

Her face was so pale, like a ghost.

Na Wuyue wants to stand in front of Mu Qingqian.

Mu Qingqian grabbed the corner of his sleeve with his backhand, "Don't be impulsive."

Namoyue didn't care about so much.

How can you not be impulsive at this time?

She is going to die.

The ghost came over at this time and wanted to collect her body!

He was anxious and angry.

What's urgent is that my spiritual energy is suppressed.

I was so angry that I was at this point that Mu Qingqian still stopped throwing the soul-catching bell.

Mu Qingqian looked straight at the ghost.

The ghost stood outside Mu Qingqian's three steps and stopped.

His eyes fell on Mu Qingqian's right hand.

‘Puff!’

He laughed out loud.

Sharp and harsh.

Taunting condensation.

"You're almost dead."

Mu Qingqian didn't speak, just staring at him.

The ghost was relaxed, "The soul-catching bell is sucking your blood, and it will never leave you if it doesn't suck it dry.

You just want to let it go now, it is impossible.

How does it feel like this?"

"fine."

"It's really okay? But this is just the first step.

Do you think you will be completely destroyed if you suck your blood dry?

No, no, you think of Mingcheng too kindly and simply.

Do you know how I dealt with the last person who intends to escape?"

"How to deal with it?" Mu Qingqian asked without any emotion.

"He sucked his cramps and skinned his soul, and finally... he burned himself.

My soul was scattered and I didn’t even have the chance to reincarnate.”

"You want me to end like that?"

"No, your fate will only be worse than him."

"Is that true?" Mu Qing curled his lips.

"Who said just now that no one can change what you decide?

I remember he called you Qingqian, it seems that you have a name.

But... I finally slapped my face when I said these words?

No one can underestimate Nether City, including you.”

"I can still tell you now that no one can change what I decided, including you."

"You have no chance."

Mu Qingqian smiled softly, "Hahaha!!!"

"why are you laughing?"

"Sir Ghost, thank you, there will be a date later."
Chapter completed!