Ghosts have no tears.

However, the legend is in extreme grief.

Blood will flow out of their eyes.

The blood falls to the ground and will turn into two blood beads.

The blood beads are extremely cold and cold, making them the coldest thing in the world.

This is what is called; female ghost tears.

But this thing only exists in legends and no one has seen it.

But now, dozens of people present have seen it.

Murong Yan, who was crying, still burst into endless terrifying evil aura.

At this moment, she suddenly turned her head and had two blood marks hanging.

He stared at Miao Lun not far away:

"It's you, it's all you..."

The words torn apart sharply, as if the entire lotus building was trembling.

The bitter cold air covered the sky.

Miao Lun, a ghost, also trembled and felt fearful.

But before he could react, Murong Yan had already rushed out.

"No, don't come here!"

Miao Lun spoke in fear.

Murong Yan blinked and grabbed him, and his jade hands turned into ghost claws.

"Swoosh!"

It pierced Miao Lun and his soul body in an instant.

Miao Lun screamed constantly:

"ah!"

But Murong Yan was extremely angry and pulled him violently.

With a "bang", Miao Lun's soul body, three souls and seven spirits were instantly exploding.

The soul scattered and turned into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, I felt the strong feeling that the rain turned into hail.

Everyone present was shocked.

I don’t know whether Murong Yan in front of me is good or bad.

Now, can she still be the leader of the Ghost Alliance?

Or, turn into a demon and lose his mind?

After Murong Yan tore Miao Lun's ghost apart.

There was a sudden movement in my body.

A faint wave of soul power appeared.

That is my three souls and seven spirits.

When my body dies, my soul will leave automatically.

But I was hit by a strange blood poison, which not only hurt my body, but also hit my soul.

Now, I have no consciousness.

Instinctively floated out, and then floated under the rooftop.

Murong Yan felt it and she turned her head suddenly.

"No, no, Ding Fan, come back, come back..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Yan turned around and flew over.

I was floating down the rooftop and chased me directly.

The purple shadows pass by, like the cold wind sweeping over.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is an extremely cold and yin wind.

Wherever you pass, the temperature drops sharply, and the mist turns into ice...

"Old Ding! Miss Murong."

Lao Feng caught up with him and lay on the edge of the rooftop dozens of floors, looking at Murong Yan who was floating away.

"Ding Fan, can you hear it?"

"Fellow Daoist Ding, can you come back?"

“…”

Everyone was a Taoist sect, and soon discovered that a ray of my soul flew out.

They all chased to the edge of the rooftop and shouted in the direction we were floating away.

I want to see if I can still hear the sound.

Want to recruit me back.

But at that time, I was unaware.

Nothing can be heard or felt.

I just drifted away from my body and the lotus building.

I have moved away from my friends, fellow Taoists, and the world I love...

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Thank you for your recognition of the corpse girl.
Chapter completed!