I saw her palm touching her face, and in an instant, she became another person.

"Brother Cui Jun, don't kill me!"

Cui Jun stopped immediately, and what caught his eye was Zhao Xueer, who was wearing pear blossoms and raining rain.

Taking advantage of his stunned moment, Zhao Xueer on the ground turned into a faceless man again, and threw Cui Jun to the ground in one fell swoop.

The sharp nails strangled Cui Jun's neck tightly.

The face without facial features said with a harsh laugh: "You little ghost master, you actually know how to use your blood. It's a pity that you still have to die."

"fart!"

Cui Jun's powerful physical strength once again came into play, and he suddenly turned over under extremely unfavorable circumstances. Regardless of the sharp nails on his neck.

He just forced himself to hold the sword with both hands and stab it down. The opponent's other hand immediately grasped the blade of the sword. Then his soul sword stabbed the opponent's neck little by little.

The two of them were deadlocked in place for a while, their posture a bit inelegant.

Depending on the situation, Cui Jun still has some upper hand. But his blood power may run out at any time.

When the two were in a stalemate, the door of the noodle shop opened again.

Immediately, a confused Lao Zhao came out.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

With a hint of moonlight, Lao Zhao could still more or less recognize Cui Jun.

As soon as the fake Aunt Zhang on the ground heard Lao Zhao's voice, she immediately turned into Aunt Zhang again.

"Damn it, come and save me quickly. Cui Jun... Cui Jun is crazy!"

Shout at the top of your lungs.

Cui Jun also wanted to speak out, but was pinched tightly and couldn't make a sound.

When Lao Zhao heard that his wife was going to be killed, he thought it was okay, so he took the rolling pin in his hand.

"Cui Jun, let me go, let me go now, do you understand?"

Cui Jun really felt like he had ten thousand grass-mud horses running around in his heart.

He stared at Lao Zhao, as if he wanted to use his eyes to let Lao Zhao understand the situation at this time.

But how could Lao Zhao understand such profound eyes? He went up and hit Cui Jun on the back of the head with a rolling pin.

At this time, Cui Jun's body was as hard as steel, and with a bang, the rolling pin broke in half.

Cui Jun was so angry that he let go of the Soul Sword, then held down the fake Aunt Zhang's hand and shouted in a roaring voice: "Don't you understand yet? She is a ghost, a faceless ghost."

Old Zhao was stunned again and whispered: "Is it really a faceless ghost?"

For a moment, he didn't know who to believe. Cui Jun gritted his teeth and said, "If she wasn't a ghost, how could she have such great strength?"

Old Zhao rubbed his head and said, "My wife is really good. She is from a Lian family. Do you have any evidence?"

Cui Jun almost vomited blood. At this moment, he still wanted evidence.

The fake Aunt Zhang obviously would not give Cui Jun another chance to tell the evidence. She shouted loudly: "What are you doing standing still? Get pulled away by him, hurry up!"

Old Zhao instinctively stretched out his hand to pull Cui Jun away, but in the middle of the movement, he pulled it back.

"That's not right, wife. With your strong hands, it's more than enough to deal with Cui Jun. You don't need my help!"

Fake Aunt Zhang stared at Old Zhao. Old Zhao only took a step back and said, "I don't understand either. Why don't you two finish the fight first?"

Cui Jun said angrily: "Then stand aside!"

The blood energy exploded, Cui Jun gritted his teeth and pushed away the fake Aunt Zhang's hand, grasped the soul sword again, and slashed it down.

Fake Aunt Zhang roared angrily and bit Cui Jun's arm, dodging Cui Jun's sword. At the same time, her nails grew longer and her eyes began to turn blood red.

"Oh shit, oh, what a ghost!"

Lao Zhao next to him was a fool if he couldn't understand. He threw away the rolling pin, picked up the tongs and rushed over again.

Cui Jun thought that Old Zhao was finally going to help him this time, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the fake Aunt Zhang held Cui Jun's arm again, turned to look at Old Zhao with an enchanting expression and said: "You have to think clearly, kill me, you

Where can you find such a beautiful wife? I can become the beauty of all your dreams."

The fake Aunt Zhang's face changes, and the beauties in various poses are overwhelming.

Old Zhao was stunned again, and Cui Jun shouted loudly: "Are you crazy? She is a ghost. Do it quickly."

Old Zhao hesitated, looked at Cui Jun softly and said: "But she is so beautiful. How about tying her up first?"

Cui Jun was shocked by Lao Zhao's idea. As long as he was brave, women would take maternity leave. Lao Zhao actually had such thoughts at this time.

This is simply a distortion of human nature and a loss of morality.

Cui Jun had no choice but to use his killing move and said loudly: "Aren't you afraid that Aunt Zhang will chop you to death?"

At the mention of Aunt Zhang, Lao Zhao trembled all over and immediately woke up.

He raised the tongs and smashed it down on the body of the fake Aunt Zhang. The fake Aunt Zhang suddenly twisted. The tongs hit Cui Jun's thigh, which was quite hot.

"You did it on purpose, be careful!"

Cui Jun roared angrily and took this opportunity to insert the soul sword into Aunt Zhang's shoulder.

Amidst the roar, Lao Zhao's fire tongs finally struck accurately.

"Let you lie to me, let you lie to me!"

Once or twice, the fake Aunt Zhang was hit so hard that she screamed in pain.

Cui Jun finally twisted the soul sword and wiped it from the neck of the fake Aunt Zhang.

With a shrill cry, visible to the naked eye, a wisp of black air spurted out of the fake Aunt Zhang's mouth, and her body immediately collapsed.

"died?"

Lao Zhao asked with a slightly trembling voice.

Cui Jun nodded and said, "He should be dead."

He kicked the fake Aunt Zhang's body again with his foot, and immediately the fake Aunt Zhang revealed her true body.

A face, the left and right sides are completely different. The left side is half a snake head, and the right side is half a human face.

"What the hell is this?"

Old Zhao was also disgusted by what he saw. When he thought that such a thing was sleeping with him, he felt even weaker at his feet.

Cui Jun was still thinking, but the book of life and death in his mind had already been opened.

"If you kill one human ghost, your merits will increase by thirty, and your current merits will be thirty-one!"

Thirty merit points were instantly added, making Cui Jun's eyes light up.

At the same time, he also started to rub his temples. What are ghosts?

Slowly closing your eyes, it seems that the memory hidden in your subconscious mind is revived.

Slowly, Cui Jun read aloud to himself: "Human ghosts are evil people who use their bodies to cultivate ghost energy. They try to gain power through evil methods and gain eternal life through taboos. They are more harmful than fierce ghosts, and they are bound to the underworld."

The soul of the person caught will be punished for a thousand years when it enters the underworld, and will never be reincarnated."

Lao Zhao next to him kept listening and praised repeatedly: "There are still people like this, you must be tired of living. What is the ghost spirit?"

Cui Jun was about to answer what the ghost spirit was, but suddenly he felt a black wind rising from the fake Aunt Zhang, and then flew towards the noodle shop.

Cui Jun raised his hand to catch the black wind, but still couldn't completely stop it.

The wisp of black wind held in his hand unexpectedly entered his body in a strange manner.

In an instant, Cui Jun could hear a scream resounding inside his body.
Chapter completed!