The ghost bride was chanting over and over again.

First she was confused, then she was puzzled. Gradually, her voice was filled with resentment, and hatred was like a volcano.

"She...I..."

The ghost bride wanted to say something, but it seemed that something was blocking her throat. After a strange sound, she let out a shrill laugh.

"Hate the love man the most!"

She opened her five fingers, and her sharp nails suddenly became longer and stabbed towards Chen Mu, smudged with scarlet murderous aura.

This is the last words left by Lin Mengyuan before her death.

But there is no 100% guarantee that she is Lin Mengyuan.

Chen Mu raised his sword and prepared to face the enemy.

boom!

A golden and dazzling yin and yang pattern fell from the sky, blooming like countless ice ridges like flowers, instantly filling the entire space.

Nails like octopus tentacles have turned into powder.

The ghost bride took a few steps back, and her eyebrows, which were covered by the red veil, seemed to penetrate the red cloth, staring at the woman who appeared in front of Chen Mu.

"Uh, you don't have to come, I can deal with her."

Chen Mu said.

He was not showing off his strength. He was mercilessly mercilessly in Qingyu County because he thought he was in the real world at that time.

Now he knows that all this is fake, so he is naturally not afraid of his mentality.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have cut off "Wang Fafa''s arm just now.

"snort."

Yun Zhiyue, who had a long ponytail, responded to a mocking and disdainful nasal sound.

This idiot.

He had been careful of the life-seeking talisman of the ghost bride before, but he didn't expect to be hit again today. Fortunately, she came in time.

"You can't beat me." The ghost bride said lightly.

Yun Zhiyue smiled slightly: "I couldn't beat you before, but now... it's not necessarily."

She made handprints and spread out like flowers on her fingers.

The golden Yin-Yang map hovering above appeared, condensed into a golden small sword, and Zhou Kong condensed a state of vagueness.

"Native Sword..."

The ghost bride clenched her fists, with a bit of irony tone, "I'm really willing to give up for a man."

Pang--

The red mist dissipated and the ghost bride disappeared.

"Are you scared away..."

Chen Mu waved his sword and said regretfully, "What a pity, I plan to try out what it feels like to kill a ghost."

Bang!

A chestnut was bounced on his forehead.

The woman's eyes were angry: "Aren't you very smart? Why did you fall into this woman's trick again?"

Chen Mu spread his hands: "Can I blame me for this? The other party is so cunning, and I doubt whether she came with you."

"You still blame me?"

Yun Zhiyue smiled anxiously.

Chen Mu looked at the magic weapon in the sky that was obviously something that the rich could afford to buy, and swallowed: "Zhiyue, it turns out that you suddenly ran to the Yin-Yang Sect to get me a magic weapon. Thank you very much."

Yun Zhiyue was speechless.

This guy's cheeky skin is thicker than the outer wall.

"This is my natal sword. I'm giving it to you. Will I go to drink the northwest wind?" The woman gave him a blank look and held the other person's hand.

The surrounding scenes began to collapse and split...

As the dazzling white light flashed, Chen Mu returned to the room he had been in before.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Seeing Chen Mu wake up, Wang Fafa hurriedly stepped forward and asked, his eyes full of anxiety.

He is still confused now.

He gave the other party a cloth ball, but Chen Mu fainted on the ground in an instant, making him think that the cloth ball was poisonous.

Fortunately, there is also an expert from the Yin-Yang Sect in the room.

"Are you real or not?"

Chen Mu asked.

Wang Fafa's face was full of confusion: "What's true or false?"

"fine."

Chen Mu patted his head and found himself sitting on the corner wall, with Yun Zhiyue leaning shoulder to shoulder, holding his hand.

No, I kissed me last time.

Why did you hold hands this time?

Yun Zhiyue opened her eyes and saw the confused look on Chen Mu's face. She knew what the other party was thinking, and said lightly: "My strength has improved a little more. I don't need that stupid method to enter your nightmare illusion."

"No, why do you want to improve your strength?"

Chen Mu was very unhappy.

Hearing this, Yun Zhiyue opened her cherry lips slightly and was stunned.

This guy is sick. My mother's strength has improved. Not only is she not happy for me, but she also has a very disgusting expression.

Is this what a person says?

Wang Fafa looked at the situation in front of him and realized that he might have acted as a light bulb invisibly, so he said tactfully: "Sir, I'll go outside to check it out."

After saying that, he left the house and closed the door with great thoughtfulness.

"Just kidding, congratulations on improving your strength."

Seeing the woman's face full of gloom, Chen Mu slapped her and gently stroked the woman's finger, "I also hope you can become the most awesome boss of the Yin-Yang Sect."

"Let go." The woman stared at him coldly.

Chen Mu, who was constantly taking advantage of the situation, was very obedient and let go of the woman's jade hand, and secretly exclaimed in his heart.

This hand is so beautiful, as tender as freshly peeled bamboo shoots, agile and delicate.

It also feels very smooth and tender.

Sure enough, for some top women, even if God does not give them good looks, they will be compensated elsewhere.

"ill."

Yun Zhiyue wiped her hands in disgust and pulled Chen Mu up, "Remember in the future, don't just go to the ghost bride to seek life."

"Okay, I've written it down."

Chen Mu is an honest student who listens to teachings.

However, he still wondered: "In theory, the ghost bride already knew that Liu Xiangjun's unfaithful man was not me, so why did she come to the door again today."

"Maybe, she didn't come to the door? It was you happened to meet her."

Yun Zhiyue's beautiful eyes flashed.

Chen Mu was stunned, recalling the words of the ghost bride and murmured: "If this is the case, she is most likely Lin Mengyuan, who came to her home for nostalgia, and I was very unlucky to come to my door."

It's bad luck.

Chen Mu sighed.

Now the ghost bride has emerged again, and I don’t know if it is involved in Du Juan’s case.

"I'm basically sure someone has done a ritual in this room."

Yun Zhiyue stared at the bed with her eyes burning, "If it is wrong, it should be a witch technique!"

Induce witchcraft?

Chen Mu looked surprised: "What is this?"

Yun Zhiyue stretched out her slender white fingers and pointed them on Chen Mu's lower abdomen, with a cold voice: "It's very simple. I'll plant a Gu worm in your body. If you want to lead the Gu worm out, you need another Gu body."

After listening to the girl's explanation, Chen Mu's brain suddenly roared and lightning flashed.
To be continued...