This evil ghost is obviously not a ghost, ghost is just a supernatural phenomenon.

The reason why the coffin nails work is that they temporarily suppress the spread of supernatural phenomena, but the real source has not yet emerged.

The crisis here has only just abated.

The other side.

Ye Zhen walked up the wooden stairs, walking quickly and moving forward without any hesitation.

He followed the song.

He didn't allow anyone to be interested in singing during the battle, and the singing was so ugly.

The post office is out of control at the moment.

The wooden stairs are no longer obstructed, and it seems that anyone can go in and out of the upstairs and downstairs.

at last.

Ye Zhen stopped when he was approaching the fifth floor.

Because there was a woman standing on the stairs in front of him, a graceful beauty wearing a red cheongsam. Her face was slightly cold, but there was a smile at the corner of her mouth, giving people a strange feeling that was half a smile but not a smile.

Obviously, she is Sister Hong.

Sister Hong is naturally aware of the situation at the post office, and she also understands Yang Jian's approach.

"Tearing a letter is a bold and risky move. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed up by the darkness of the post office. But he is very smart. He is worried about the people on the fifth floor and also worries about me, so he tears up the letter on the first floor and tries his best to

They avoided me." Sister Hong planned to go to the first floor to take a look.

However, what she didn't expect was that a young, handsome and unfamiliar young man appeared on the stairs and blocked her way.

"I haven't seen you in the post office..."

Sister Hong asked with a half-smile, "What's your name?"

She has Liu Qingqing's memory, but Liu Qingqing has never been in contact with Ye Zhen, so Sister Hong doesn't know that Ye Zhen exists.

I thought Ye Zhen would have a good exchange of words, but unexpectedly he opened his eyes angrily and just shouted: "How dare you dare to provoke me, Mr. Ye? You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth. I will kill you, a ghost, today."

"??" Sister Hong felt that she was just saying hello just now, and it shouldn't be considered a provocation.

"Kill." Ye Zhen moved.

He felt the threat from Sister Hong, and at this moment he actually pulled out the long sword from his waist and stood ready.

It was not a sharp sword, but a strange sword that was twisted and deformed, stained with mud, and stained with rust. There was actually a vague and cracked ghost face branded on one side of the sword. No, that ghost face didn't look like it was branded on it.

It is something that really exists, but is just stored on the sword.

This is an extraordinary supernatural weapon.

At this moment, Sister Hong might have been careless, or she might have glanced inadvertently.

The red cheongsam on Sister Hong's body was particularly eye-catching at this moment, exuding a faint red light. Her eyes were instantly filled with cracks like porcelain, and death gray spread, overflowing from the eye sockets, and began to cover her face.

on the face, and then the face was cracking like porcelain.

"This sword cannot be seen, and anyone who looks at it will die."

Ye Zhen stroked the cold sword. He did not look at that side, but stared at Sister Hong.

"Interesting." Sister Hong said this with a hint of laughter on her cracked face.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the skin on her face continued to peel off like cracked fragments.

But the next moment.

Walking in red high heels, blood-red shoe prints appeared all around.

One after another, strange puppets appeared. These puppets had no face or hands, but they all wore red cheongsams.

"The ghost is indeed extraordinary. People in the supernatural circle are all frightened when they hear my name, Mr. Ye. You are the first one who not only dares to provoke me, but also dares to actively attack me. In this case...kill."

Ye Zhen just stamped his feet on the ground, his leather shoes made a crisp sound on the ground, and then he disappeared instantly.

The next moment, he appeared among the countless puppets.

The twisted long sword in his hand was slashed, and there was a ghostly domain condensing on it. It seemed to tear apart the post office, but it could not tear apart a puppet wearing a red cheongsam.

Other puppets stepped on high heels and surrounded him, as if they wanted to engulf him.

"I don't even have eyes, just to restrain my sword? But I, Ye Zhen, am by no means a vain person. This sword cannot be touched, and it will break if touched." Ye Zhen shouted.

The puppet in front of him froze at this moment, and then a crack began to appear from the place where the sword came into contact. The crack extended all the way and actually tore the red cheongsam.

A puppet fell to the ground, completely destroyed.

Regarding the other puppets that came around, Ye Zhen raised his hand and punched them, sending them flying away.

As soon as it started, it was like a violent storm. Those puppets were vulnerable and unable to have any effect.

But then Ye Zhen suddenly noticed something abnormal. He couldn't help but take it down and suddenly vomited. A scarlet heart was spit out alive by him.

He touched his chest.

It was empty and cold.

Apparently he was corrupted by the supernatural without even knowing it.

"It's incredible that a living person can do what you do."

Sister Hong walked out from among the few remaining puppets. Her face was still cracked, but she was slowly recovering. However, her face after recovery was even stranger than before, and it no longer looked like Liu Qingqing's.

.

Obviously the law of mortal murder cannot erase this special existence.

"Remember, the person who killed you is Ye Zhen."

Ye Zhen was not afraid of death and came to Sister Hong, slashing her body with the long sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!