Strange Tales of the Ghosts - Chapter 277

[Chapter 277 Blood Flying Sky (twenty)]

With the help of Xuehu, Xue Feitian successfully pulled away from the attack of the Blood Rain Demon King, and after flying to Xuehu, he watched the ghost army rush towards the Blood Rain Demon King on a large scale. Those were all ghosts, not human beings. No matter how the Demon King attacks, he cannot retreat, and if he retreats, he will make a comeback. Xuehu’s original intention was of course to watch the Blood Rain Demon King die under such fatigue, but the Blood Rain Demon King was not a fool. Soon, he discovered that Xuehu was using the flute to manipulate the undead, so he was fighting back. When there was a group of ghosts, they raised their staff and waved in the direction of Xuehu.

Xuehu was not prepared for this blow. When she watched the blue light flying towards her, Xue Feitian turned around to block Xuehu, and the blue beam hit Xue Feitian’s back. A mouthful of blood spit out from Xuefeitian’s mouth, but there was a smile on her face.

“Thank you… Xuehu… avenge me… I’m dead…” As she said that, she spit out another mouthful of blood. This was the second blow she helped Xuehu block, just because Xuehu’s flute kept playing. .

Xuehu played the flute and tears flowed from her eyes. When she saw this tragic Feitian sacrificed her life to protect herself, she was suddenly very sad, and the tears flowed down Xuehu’s face into the hole of the flute. The flute became more and more sad.

Under the uninterrupted attack of the Blood Rain Demon King, Xue Feitian became more and more struggling. Finally, she slowly released the hand that grabbed Xuehu’s shoulder, and the person was sliding down. At this time, there was another blue beam of light. Fly to the snow fox.

Looking at the blue light, Xuehu had no fear in her heart. There was only so much she could do. Life and death were no longer in her control, so she closed her eyes and played the flute attentively until the last moment to welcome death. In his mind, he estimated the time for the speed of light to arrive. One second after another, when Xuehu had a premonition that the light beam was about to hit her, someone suddenly pulled her away from her original position.

When I opened my eyes and saw that I was in the arms of a handsome man, the man looked at Xuehu lovingly, Xuehu couldn’t help crying: “Sir…why are you here…”

“The flute is so sad, I I’m worried that something will happen to you.” Wang Chuan waved his sleeve lightly and shot the blue beam to another place.

Xuehu was very moved in her heart. She didn’t expect Mr. Wang Chuan to be so concerned about her own life and death… But she was more anxious about the situation in front of her and said loudly, “Sir, save Feitian, she’s going to die.” Next to Xue Feitian, he picked up the dying Xue Feitian.

“Yeah.” Wang Chuan gave the woman on the ground a cold look and walked straight over. He didn’t care about the attack of the Blood Rain Demon King, and only used his clothes to defeat the blue beam that the Blood Rain Demon King was proud of.

Wang Chuan probed Xue Feitian’s pulse with his finger, and said softly, “She won’t die for the time being, so let’s deal with this monster first.” After saying that, Wang Chuan looked at the Blood Rain Demon King who was fighting with the undead, and he didn’t think much of it. He likes anyone to hurt his maid, and dares to kill Xuehu, which makes Wang Chuan very unhappy.

So, Wang Chuan took the soul-suppressing flute from Xuehu’s hand. To deal with this headless corpse, Wang Chuan didn’t need to spend too much effort. Xuehu used the right method, but the cultivation was too shallow. To protect himself, Wang Chuan used his body to block Xuehu and Xue Feitian from behind.

When the flute sounded again, those ghosts seemed like thousands of troops, their strength increased more than a hundred times, and they were all full of hatred and rushed towards the headless corpse. What they wanted to shred was the one that killed them. People are the enemies who destroy their country, and the hatred of the country and the family is more and more excited under the encouragement of the flute.

Wave after wave of attacks, before dawn, the Blood Rain Demon King could no longer support it. After the hand holding the staff was released, they were devoured by the ghosts, and they sucked the blood inside the Blood Rain Demon King’s body. , Endlessly sucking, like a group of bloodthirsty monsters, until the body of the Blood Rain Demon King did not have a drop of blood, they were still sucking, I saw that the whole red desert slowly retreated that smear of blood and dampness, turned back to dry sand.

Wang Chuan knew it was time to stop, so he blew the requiem to appease those ghosts who were homeless and had nowhere to go. This kind of music could remove their hostility, so gradually those souls were settled. After coming down and staying in the air for a while, they dispersed to the west. There was only a mummified corpse without a head left on the dune. Beside the mummified body was a staff with sapphire inlaid. Wang Chuan walked over and picked up the staff. He turned around and asked Xuehu, “Is this useful?”

“Sir, this is originally a Feitian…” Xuehu hugged the half-dead blood Feitian, thinking that he couldn’t tell for a while, so he replied, “This is very important to her.”

“Then put it away. Wang Chuan said, and threw the staff to Xuehu.

After Xuehu caught the staff, he quickly asked, “Sir, can you help Feitian heal now?”

“You know my rules.” Wang Chuan held the flute and put his hands around his chest.

Xuehu stood up, ran to Wangchuan, and replied, “I have already recorded her story in the book!”

“Xuehu, she never swam across the Wangchuan River.” Wangchuan reminded coldly.

Xuehu knew that Mr. Wangchuan was someone who didn’t want to break the rules, but she believed that Wangchuan also had feelings, so she begged softly: “Sir, can’t you look at her for the sake of saving Xuehu’s life…”

“Needless to say. , take her out of here first.” Wang Chuan’s tone was cold, he turned around and left.

Xuehu laughed, she knew that Mr. Wangchuan had promised her, so after carrying Xuefeitian on his back with force, he followed behind Wangchuan, walking one after the other, to the Crescent Moon Spring.

Mr. Wang Chuan turned his head, pointed at the icy Crescent Moon Spring, and said to Xuehu, “Throw her in.”

“What? Sir.” Xuehu suspected that he had heard it wrong. In this cold spring, if the wound cannot heal, wouldn’t it be faster to die?

However, Wang Chuan’s expression was unquestionable…

Xuehu didn’t dare to disobey Mr. Wang Chuan’s order, so he had no choice but to throw Xuefeitian into the spring. Going down, although Xuehu watched nervously, he didn’t dare to cry out until Xue Feitian could no longer be seen. When Xuehu looked at Wang Chuan in confusion, Wang Chuan instructed: “Throw her things down. ”

Yes.” Xuehu nodded and threw the staff in his hand into the water. She didn’t dare to ask why, because Mr. Wang Chuan had his own reasons for doing so.

Standing by the spring for a while, Xuehu thought that a miracle would happen, but Xue Feitian never came to the surface…

[End of This Chapter]