The fake Yan Tao gritted her teeth slightly.

He clenched his hands into fists, gathering all the energy in his body: "You have the final say whether I can beat you or not!"

His words were so cold that they were filled with murderous intent, just like the cold wind in winter.

It's cold and harsh.

A faint mockery flashed through Young Master Yan's beautiful dark eyes.

She did not mobilize the mental power in her body, but turned her right hand and drew out the Seven-Star Sword out of thin air.

"Swoosh!"

The sharp blade of the Seven-Star Sword slashed through the air, causing a rippling space.

"come out!"

Yan Tao's slender and slender left hand flipped over the air, pinching his index finger and thumb together, and muttering his thin lips.

A huge and mysterious moan surrounded the room.

The chanting of Taoist scriptures made people feel irritable.

This is the case with the fake Yan Tao at this moment.

He was alert and took a step back cautiously.

Suddenly, a very familiar coldness rose from the soles of his feet.

This chill that seemed to freeze even a human bone was accompanied by him after he came out of the base.

However, the last time I was in a hotel, it suddenly disappeared.

Now, this cold feeling has appeared on me again.

The fake Yan Tao's eyes tightened for a moment, and he suddenly looked up and looked at Yan Tao with sharp eyes: "Last time in the hotel, it was you..."

"It's me."

Yan Tao flipped his left hand casually, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his handsome face: "I want to know, what are they?"

Inexplicably, a creepy feeling appeared in the heart of the fake Yan Tao.

"I can help you."

Yan Tao smiled kindly at the corner of her lips, and she raised her right hand casually into the air.

When his fingers fell, hundreds of ghosts had already appeared in front of the fake Yan Tao.

Countless identical faces, countless pairs of pale and terrifying eyes.

Suddenly, he rushed to the front of the fake Yan Tao.

Even though he was extraordinary, he couldn't help but take a step back in shock at this moment.

"What, what! What!"

"This is the one you killed."

Yan Tao dragged a chair casually and sat down slowly.

Her slender legs were casually placed together, looking at her appearance, she had a somewhat leisurely posture.

Young Master Yan supported his elbow on the chair, his right hand lazily supported his chin, and his side eyes fell on the shocked expression of fake Yan Tao: "A person has three souls and seven spirits, his body is dead, and his soul is still there."

"They died because of you and became evil spirits. They will be entangled with you endlessly in this life."

"When you get up, they will be by the bed, and when you sleep, they will still be there. They will watch you fall asleep with their scarlet eyes, watch you get up, and see how you live every day... At all times, every minute and every second, like a monitor, entangling you until you become like them. The body dies, the soul is helpless..."

The boy spoke quietly.

Her voice was low and hoarse, like a seductive and depraved demon in hell.

The sounds were horrified, and the sounds hit the heart of the fake Yan Tao.

all the time……

A lifetime...

Watch you forever and follow you.

Just like a gangrene attached to the bone, like a shadow following the shape.

Fake Yan Tao's face turned pale.

The expressions of a ferocious and fierce look just now were all replaced by shock and panic.

When technology develops to a certain extent, you will subconsciously ignore other things and regard this only thing as the highest belief.

People in the empire do not know that ghosts and gods exist.
Chapter completed!