"This dead soul is really weird. Barbarians in the underworld are usually used to being pickled, but this guy actually became clean after his death.

But since I can speak now, let me ask Mr. Cheng to try using that ancient sword again."

Cheng Yu looked at the state of the dead soul and did not take action easily. Instead, he turned to look at Su Zi. Su Zi hesitated and said:

"Mr. Cheng, it's better not to continue to test this dead soul. If I hadn't trapped it just now, I might have transformed into a soul and caused trouble. Why not..."

He looked up and stared at the other pair of dangling feet in the sky and said:

"Put this dead soul down and try again."

Cheng Yu nodded, and Su Zi raised his hand to extinguish the other oil lamp on the table, leaving only the last one struggling to hold on. However, the hall did not get dark, because the Bujian Sword seemed to have spirituality and then emitted light.

Silver light comes out.

The deceased soul floating down above his head was almost exactly the same as the Kyushu costume of the first deceased soul, except that the coarse cloth knotted scarf on his head was a little skewed, perhaps due to the struggle before death.

His body was also covered in blood, but the only difference from the first dead soul was that the hole in his neck was on the right side.

The second dead soul also stood stupidly in front of Cheng Yu, letting the previous dead ghost behind him roar and remain indifferent.

Cheng Yu once again stretched out the Silent Sword forward. The reaction of the dead soul was almost exactly the same as the previous one, calling "Teresi!"

Seeing that he was also about to reach out to grab it, Cheng Yu moved out of the way like a familiar car. After the dead soul stumbled, he was pushed back by Su Zi and hit the one behind him.

The two dead souls looked at each other for a few times. The later dead souls ignored Cheng Yu and the others and just floated to the side of the first dead soul, quietly standing side by side with it.

After standing up, the two of them looked at each other again. The dead soul roared at him a few times, then raised his chin and pouted at his head.

The other one understood immediately and stretched out his hand to straighten the skewed square scarf on his head, which immediately caused the dead soul next to him to giggle with satisfaction.

"Hehe! Hehehe!"

At this moment, in the Requiem Hall, the two dead souls were wearing the same scarf, the same style of clothing, and even the giggling rhythm was exactly the same.

In addition, they both had a wound on the left side, and the left half of their bodies was covered in blood;

There was a wound on the right side, and the right side was covered in blood.

The two stood side by side, and in Cheng Yu's eyes there was a hidden meaning of symmetry.

"Hehe! Haha! Olaf Houchinakuri! Houchinakuri... Hahahaha!"

The two dead souls giggled and screamed strangely at Cheng Yu and the two gentlemen.

"May I ask you two gentlemen, what are they talking about?"

Cheng Yu asked.

Su Zi and Qin Hongyu, who were present at this time, both looked ugly after hearing the roar of the dead souls.

"The boys called Olaf Houchinakuri, but I felt unfamiliar with his accent. After all, the years have changed, and the barbarian language I knew at that time was somewhat different from what it is today, but I can probably guess the meaning. It should be

It must be a curse that will end your life."

After Su Zi finished speaking, he looked at Qin Hongyu with a questioning look. Qin Hongyu nodded first, then shook his head and smiled helplessly:

"Su Zi's guess is both correct and incorrect. At this moment in this palace, apart from Mr. Cheng, just you and me, our lives have already ended long ago. And what I heard from the barbarian's last shout should be: You all will."

The meaning of annihilation..."

"Will you all be wiped out in ashes?"

"..."

"Hey! Haha! Hahahaha..."
Chapter completed!