Li Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and became murderous.

The ghost-killing sword is a spoil, and no one asks him for it.

The bald fat man asked: "This is Wang Changtian's ghost-killing sword, how could it be in your hands?"

Li Qinghe's tone was calm: "What is the king and the king and the king are short? I don't know it. I picked up this sword."

The two of them looked at each other, as if they wanted to see through the details on the opposite side.

Li Qinghe restrained his sword energy and cut the ghost sword across his chest to look at the bald fat man.

This person is ordinary, and passers-by A, B, C and D look.

The only special thing is that the heart was penetrated by a sword, not only did it not die, but it was jumping around.

even--

No bleeding!

A little water flowed out of the wound of the left chest of the bald fat man, soaking his palm into a white vest.

It seems that this is not a person, but a sac.

There is not flesh and blood in the skin, but a bag of water.

Strange!

The bald fat man suddenly asked: "Is Wang Changtian dead?"

Li Qinghe had no expression on his face: "How do I know? Ask me, whom should I ask?"

After saying that, the murderous intent is even heavier.

It is said that Wang Changtian has a very bad relationship with others.

But the rotten ship still has three-point nails, so maybe he has a lifelong friendship with someone.

I don’t know whether the person in front of me is an enemy or a friend. Who knows what he is going to do if he asks about Wang Changtian’s life or death?

The bald fat man noticed his murderous intent and had a certainty in his heart.

He hurriedly said, "Friends, I am a friendly."

Li Qinghe raised his sword eyebrows: "How can I see it?"

The bald fat man explained: "The reason I sent someone to move the coffin was because someone reported the case and said that a coffin suddenly appeared in the underground garage, thinking that a ghost was coming.

After you came out, I knew this was a misunderstanding.

As for Wang Changtian, who cares?

It’s not just me, many people don’t like Wang Changtian.

That kind of person is pure and villain who succeeds, and will harm one side.

He was dead, and countless people applauded.

If you want me to say, that's really-

Very damn, I'll open champagne~"

Li Qinghe: "..."

The other person said the truth and he couldn't tell the truth for a while.

The bald fat man wrapped his hands around his chest, looking very excited: "My name is Zhao Fugui, everyone calls me Brother Show, what do you call me Brother Show?"

Li Qinghe did not answer and asked back: "I hit the vital point with just one sword, why are you fine?"

Zhao Fugui was proud: "I am the ghost-controlling man.

In the past, my turn would not be my turn to take action unless a special evil spirit appeared.

The situation was serious this time and the scope of the incident was too wide. Even if all the masters of the underworld were released, they would not be able to be busy.

You're sent me out to perform a mission and I met you."

"The ghost controler." Li Qinghe suddenly realized.

No wonder there is nothing wrong with a sword piercing the heart. It turns out that it is the most mysterious ghost-controller among the extraordinary.

By chance, these people control special evil spirits and have an extremely powerful combat power.

However, the ghost controler has a fatal flaw.

Every time a ghost control attacker takes action, his soul will be eroded by a special evil spirit.

If you take action a few times, you will become half-human and half-ghost, and your body will no longer be in human form.

If the number of shots reaches the limit, the soul will be swallowed by a special ghost.

At this time, the body turns into a walking zombie.

Even more fierce!

Even more powerful!

Stronger!

Like a fierce ghost who is out of the cage, wandering around the world.

To put it bluntly, the ghost-controlling person is destined to have a good end.

Li Qinghe said lightly: "My name is Li Qinghe."

"Is this your girlfriend?" Zhao Fugui nodded at Li Lingxi, looking at you with a real torture: "This little girl has just entered junior high school, right? You can do it so young, just practice it, practice it hard, and sooner or later, grab your beast in!"

Li Qinghe said angrily: "This is my sister!"

"Sister? Haha, that's fine." Zhao Fugui laughed awkwardly, and his eyes fell on the sarcophagus: "This sarcophagus..."

Li Qinghe immediately said: "My!"

Zhao Fugui narrowed his eyes: "Is this a strange prop?"

"right."

Seeing that it was impossible to hide it, Li Qinghe showed up.

"Tsk tsk, luck is against the sky." Zhao Fugui sighed: "A ghost-killing sword and a sarcophagus, how old you are, you only own two tricks."

Speaking of this, the topic changed: "But you should be clear that every man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure."

With your high-risk strength, you can't protect two tricks at all.

Once exposed... calm down! Calm down!"

When Zhao Fugui saw Li Qinghe's expression change slightly, he turned into a cruel look, looking like he was ready to kill someone to silence him.

He hurriedly said, "I didn't threaten you."

I have a tight mouth and don't talk nonsense.

I said this just to remind you to be careful in the future.

Furthermore, I am a ghost-controlling weapon, and the magic weapon is useless to me.

Otherwise, I would have killed Wang Changtian.

In the end, you can't beat me.

I want to kill you, one move is enough.

However, this is a waste of life and I will not do it.

We have no conflict of interest, no grudges, and we can cooperate completely."

Li Qinghe frowned: "Cooperate?"

Wang Changtian said: "That's right, cooperation, now gray fog is coming, and it is spreading across the Central Plains..."

"Wait." Li Qinghe caught the important factor, interrupted it, and asked, "You just said that gray fog was spreading across the Central Plains, and the gray fog did not spread to other places?"

Zhao Fugui was puzzled: "The online news is overwhelming. Do you know or not? There are still young people who don't go online these days? What is the situation of Zhiyuan Star Battle?"

Li Qinghe ignored the other party’s complaints and asked again: “Why?”

Zhao Fugui rolled his eyes: "Ask me such a big deal, who will I ask?"

"Okay." Li Qinghe was helpless.

Zhao Fugui continued: "I don't know how powerful your sarcophagus is.

But if you can get the strength of yours, I don’t think it’s a treasure that goes against the sky.

I guess it's okay to deal with small characters just like the Ghost Sword.

When you encounter a powerful ghost, ninety percent will not be able to protect you.

So, it’s not safe to be in the underground garage.”

Li Qinghedao: "So what?"

"So, be with me!" Zhao Fugui's eyes lit up: "I am a ghost controler, and I am strong enough. If the strong ghost comes in front of me, I will kill you in one move!
To be continued...