All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Chapter 650: You dream

Yang Xuming knows Xu Xuan’s flame type very well.

White enhances gravity, red heals the body, black increases burning pain, and green seems to be the strongest one. People who are burned to death by this color of flame can stay awake even if they become ghosts after death.

But at this moment, when the faint blue flame surging out, Yang Xuming was stunned.

He had never seen the color of this flame.

But in a daze, there is a familiar feeling.

Blood River…

In the turbulent blue flame, there seemed to be countless souls screaming.

However, when I looked closely, I found that it was not a river of blood, but just a flame.

The reason for giving people the illusion of the blood river is because the resentment surging in the flame is too much, which is beyond the scope of common sense.

Probably only the river of blood that has swallowed countless ghosts can have such a sense of horror.

Just the breath makes the scalp numb.

If this flame surges on people…

Yang Xuming became nervous subconsciously.

Although he said he didn’t want to control it, he couldn’t control it, but if the situation really deteriorates to the point of death and death, he might really ignore it.

However, in the next second, he knew that his worries were unnecessary.

The faint blue flame came surging, like a boiling river of blood drowning Plum’s figure.

But the figure still walked forward calmly, parted the blue flame with his hands lightly, and said.

“The river of blood can’t trap me, you fire… heh…”

Li Zi’s expression was very calm, without any sarcasm.

However, the more this understatement, the more ridiculous in this case.

But Xu Xuan was not irritated and out of control.

She just frowned and then dissipated the faint blue flame.

Looking at the plum in front of him, he slowly said, “Your appearance is also in my emergency plan…”

“Although it is very troublesome to deal with a living corpse of your level, since riding on your face, you can’t treat it as an ordinary mosquito bite.”

Xu Xuan drew out a blood-red wooden card and said, “Although my corpse removal technique is only half a bottle of water, it is compared with a guy like A Ming who can’t even count as a half bottle of water…he…”

She stared at the plum in front of her with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

“Sorry, Amin, your ex-girlfriend who was finally resurrected, I’m going to destroy her…”

Li Zi’s footsteps paused slightly and stopped there.

Looking at Xu Xuan, who was holding the red wooden sign in front of her, she was very calm, “Come on and see your level.”

Xu Xuan raised the blood-colored wooden sign and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, you can see it right away.”

“Then you come.”

“Heh… don’t you think I dare?”

“Then come, use it if you have the ability, and see who died first.”

“Of course you die first.”

“Then you come.”

“Do you think I’m afraid of you?”

“come……”

“Ah……”

The two women in the woods ridiculed each other.

This kind of behavior looks a bit like a shrew cursing the street.

However, Yang Xuming, who had witnessed all this, was in a cold sweat.

Because he clearly saw the danger.

The woods at this time are already full of two different types of power.

One kind, undoubtedly comes from the plums in front of you.

And the other kind seems to be Xu Xuan’s method that has long been deployed underground to guard against possible enemies.

For the other side, these two forces are undoubtedly deadly poisons that can kill with one blow.

But if you really use it, the moment of interleaving, you will certainly not be spared.

This stalemate has created the scene in front of us.

The two women looked at each other, either sneered or calm, but both were testing each other’s bottom line.

What’s more, Li Zi was still moving slowly, and he didn’t even want to stop.

She took two steps in Xu Xuan’s direction, and Xu Xuan also sneered towards her.

The distance between the two sides narrowed, and the strong breath of death in the air was almost exploding.

Li Zi moved away slightly, and made a slight mistake to the side, so Xu Xuan continued to walk towards her with a sneer like a winner, just as close as an inch.

Seeing such a scene, Li Zi frowned slightly, and suddenly walked towards Xu Xuan, the distance between the two sides narrowed again.

The exchange of words, like a shrew cursing the street, continued to ring.

“come……”

“Heh… the mouth is so hard, then what are you hiding?”

“Is it the one who looked at the flowers? Isn’t it you hiding?”

“Hehe…Your legs seem to be a bit soft.”

“It’s not as soft as your bones.”

“Oh Huo… came towards me… didn’t you run away, but approached me?”

“If you don’t get close, how can you tear up your smirk mouth.”

In the woods, the distance between the two women was very close.

The confrontation and verbal confrontation continued.

On the side of Yang Xuming, his body has gradually become transparent.

He held the crying Xiaozi in his arms, watched this scene with a sigh, and slowly closed his eyes.

——Fortunately, I didn’t see such a scene when I was alive.

At this moment of dying, this absurd idea emerged in his heart.

It was so absurd that even Yang Xuming himself felt a little funny.

As a result, at this moment, a weak voice rang in the woods.

That voice Yang Xuming is very familiar, it belongs to Lin Zongli.

But at this time, it sounded extremely weak.

Weak as if dying…

“Ahem… you… don’t fight anymore…”

“Ahem…”

Under the cold moonlight, Lin Zongli, covered in blood, supported the tree trunk and appeared.

It looked tired and looked at the two women in the woods, and said, “Yang Xuming is dying.”

Seeing this guy’s appearance, Xu Xuan was a little surprised.

“Oh? Are you here too?” She smiled. “You didn’t seem to be satisfied with the previous reception? Want to do it again?”

Li Zi tilted his head and looked at the ghost that suddenly appeared, not surprised, “It’s time?”

Lin Zongli looked tired, “Time is passing…”

Li Zi nodded and said, “Okay, then you go. I will take care of your sister, don’t worry.”

Lin Zongli gave a wry smile.

Such an attitude is not good in any case.

But Li Zi’s promise was enough for him.

It took a deep breath, looked at Yang Xuming whose body was already translucent, and said slowly.

“Actually… there is a way to save you.”

It laughed a little tiredly, “Your power that is about to lose control, the reason why you want to take you away is because power needs a carrier.”

“But as the master of “Impermanence Records”, I am the most special ghost, and I can barely replace you.”

“But there is a request…puff cough…”

While talking, Lin Zongli, who was vomiting blood out, was pale, “My sister…my sister was selected by “The Record of Life and Death”, and in a few days, she will become a guide.”

“Don’t be surprised, that book will find its own owner.”

“Even if you bury it underground, as long as it feels that the time has come, it will appear in front of the right person…”

“Puff…cough cough…”

After coughing another mouthful of blood, Lin Zongli slowly said, “Life and death are impermanent, both yin and yang. When she became a guide, I would never see her again.”

“So…so…poof…cough cough…”

“In the future, if Xiaoqiu encounters an enemy who cannot cope with it, I hope… I hope…”

Lin Zongli’s slow and hoarse voice was like a dying patient explaining his funeral.

Yang Xuming, whose body is already translucent, looked at him wordlessly, and said to him, “Hope I can help her in the future?”

Lin Zongli nodded, then raised a hand weakly.

“Hold… hold my hand…”

Lin Zongli murmured in a hoarse voice, “Everyone present must hold my hand.”

“I need your help.”

It looked at Xu Xuan, looked at Li Zi, looked at Xiaozi in Yang Xuming’s arms.

“After the end, your strength will be greatly weakened.”

“But at the very least…puff…cough cough…at the very least…”

“At least you can save Amin… right?” Xu Xuan walked straight over, with a look of disgust, “Okay, stop talking, I’m so tired watching you talk.”

She directly reached out and held one of Lin Zongli’s hands.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Zi had already rushed over, and she stretched out a hand to cover Xu Xuan’s back with the same excitement.

Yang Xuming hesitated for a while, walked over, and put his hand on the back of Xiao Zi’s hand.

In the woods, only plums are left.

Li Zi looked at this scene, curled his lips, and walked over, putting his hand on the back of Yang Xuming’s hand.

But her eyes looked at the ghost covered in blood in front of her, with a smile.

“It seems that the existence of these different kinds of us makes you very jealous…”

Lin Zongli closed his eyes with a wry smile, and slowly exhaled.

Then, the ability is activated!

The blood-red light instantly flooded everything in the woods.

A huge light rose above the woods, illuminating almost everything on the cliff!

…

On the blood-colored wilderness, the figure slowly raised its head and looked at the blood-colored sandstorm surging in the distance.

That is the power that is about to take it away, and it will be completely wiped out.

But in the face of his own death, the figure is calm.

It put down the stone sculpture in its hand, closed its eyes, and sighed slowly.

“Change someone…but it doesn’t matter.”

After speaking, it reached out and grabbed another ghost that suddenly appeared next to it.

In the next second, a blood-red sandstorm rushed in, completely submerging these two blurred figures…

…

Late at night, in the girl’s bedroom.

The young girl who had just taken a train from Guiyang to rush home in the early hours of last night fell asleep quietly. The exhaustion of the journey made her mentally exhausted and she slept deeply.

The cold moonlight came in through the glass of the window and fell on her, coating her skin exposed outside the quilt with a faint light.

And in this dim light, an old book appeared next to her pillow at some unknown time.

Under the dim moonlight, you can vaguely see the three large characters on the cover of the book.

“The Record of Life and Death.”

…

In the dark cave, on the blood-colored coffin, sits a translucent girl phantom.

The girl is dressed in a costume that is very ancient and looks like a movie and TV drama costume.

At the moment when a huge light rose from the Xuanshan Village dozens of kilometers away, she seemed to have noticed something and turned her head slightly to look in that direction.

Then he curled his lips.

“Old ghost…”

It looked at the figure in the blood-robed hat in the shadow ahead, and said uncomfortably, “Your son is dead, why don’t you save him?”

The figure sat there quietly, with a blood-colored hoisting banner standing beside it.

At a certain moment, the holy spirit banner shook slightly, and the bell on it rang with a crisp ringing.

So the figure in the blood cloak spoke up.

The voice sounded a kind of relief.

And a little bit of rejoicing.

“Not dead, survived.”

After a pause, the figure in the blood cloak said again.

“And you are hundreds of years older than me, you are the real old ghost.”

Such words caused the girl phantom on the blood coffin to cut.

It tilted its head a little uncomfortably, and hummed, “Don’t go find your wife, watch me every day…Don’t say you fall in love with me.”

In the shadow, the figure in the blood-clad hat was silent for a while.

For existences like them, even though they can occasionally regain consciousness, most of the time they are confused.

So every conversation may be separated by a long time.

——Of course, it is also possible that both parties happen to be sober at a certain moment, and the dialogue can be very smooth.

But this time, obviously not.

It took a full two hours before the figure in the blood cloak spoke again.

“You are too ugly, my wife is more beautiful.”

After saying this, the cave became quiet.

It wasn’t until half an hour later that the **** the blood coffin spoke disdainfully.

“I can run her to death with one finger.”

Twenty minutes later, the blood-robed hat answered calmly, “A single strand of her hair is more prettier than your whole body.”

“I don’t believe it! Unless you let me see her with my own eyes.”

After saying this, the cave became quiet.

There is no more voice of dialogue.

It was not until three days later that the figure in the blood-clothed hat did not speak again.

“You dream…”