Ling Zhan's sturdy chest rose and fell incessantly, trying to suppress the surging anger in his heart, and a pair of sharp eyes emitted an extremely cold light, and scolded: "Since it is a sacrifice, you must have the consciousness of being a sacrifice!" ”

The face was expressionless.

He didn't refute, his expression was very calm, a pair of beautiful bewitching purple eyes looked at Ling Zhan fixedly, and his voice was the usual hoarseness: "Sister's grandfather, I just want to see the ghost of the so-called Sister in my mouth." ”

Speaking of this, Ling Zhan also became energetic.

He turned his head and looked at Ling Yue, his expression was extremely serious, and he asked in a deep voice, "Yue'er, you carefully recount the incident you just met with Luo'er's ghost!" ”

"I ...... Brother Ziying and I went to the Feather Spirit Pavilion just now, and we saw ......"

Under the four majestic gazes, Ling Yue trembled and recounted the terrible encounter in the Zhen Mansion before to the two in front of him in detail.

Coupled with Ling Ziying adding on the side, the whole situation was very clear.

Ling Zhan's face was extremely grim, and the two shou eyebrows frowned tightly, and said, "So, did you really see Luo'er's ghost?" ”

"No, it won't!" Zheng's expression was a little hideous, and his purple eyes were extremely excited, rolling in a crazy whirlpool, "You are lying! Sister won't die! ”

The thirteen-year-old boy's body exuded an extremely terrifying and treacherous aura, which made the people around him can't help but be frightened.

"But...... But I really saw Ling Luo's ghost! She pinched me and almost strangled me to death! Ling Luo removed the brocade belt around his neck, leaking the blue and purple scars into everyone's sight, "If you don't believe it, you see! ”

At this moment, above the sky, suddenly a giant eagle soared into the sky, and the whistling sound resounded throughout the front hall.

The black feather fluttered its huge wings with two feet, hovering straight down from the nine heavens, and the golden falcon was condensed with extremely sharp light.

There was a loud "boom".

This was followed by the sound of lightning and thunder.

In the sharp beak of the black feather, a golden lightning bolt with a length of more than ten meters and a width of half a meter stood out.

Golden lightning fell from the sky and fell to the ground, splitting a huge crack that scorched the earth.

The people in the front hall were all shocked, and they fled and scattered one after another.

Fortunately, the golden lightning fell from the position as if it was deliberately avoiding the crowd, and no one was injured by the lightning.

"This seat is the night guide of the underworld, and I have come to hook back the ghosts that wander and refuse to leave!"

A milk doll's voice like a silver bell came from Black Feather's back.

Everyone was startled, and looked up in disbelief at the sky above them.

Incredibly large golden-crowned black eagle!

Around the neck of the Black Hawk sat a little angel-like girl with impossibly beautiful ice-blue eyes.

This female doll, who looks like she is only about three years old, is actually a guide to the dark night of the underworld?

But look at the black eagle and the lightning, it should be eight or nine and ten!

Ordinary mortals have an unusual awe for things like ghosts and gods!

Ling Nie raised his head, looked at the three-year-old female doll above the Black Eagle with questioning, and said loudly, "How can we believe that you are the guide of the Nether Ghost?" ”