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Chapter 250 The ghost from the eighteenth floor

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    The answer is obviously no.

    Su Nanzhi is thinking, what is going on with this female ghost?

    Judging from the aura on her body, this is just an ordinary evil ghost at best. Although it is powerful, how can Xiaotaomu, an artifact that can almost be said to be the darling of heaven, only cause a little harm to her?

    Therefore, Su Nanzhi¡¯s question just now sounded heartless, but it indeed contained her own doubts.

    With such doubts, Su Nanzhi wanted to get closer to see more clearly.

    So, she really moved closer to the window.

    Although Jiang Beiyu on the bed could not see anything in the underworld at this moment, judging from Sunan Zhi's actions, he easily came to the conclusion that there was a ghost in the room.

    So he remained motionless and simply stayed in bed watching Sunan Zhi's performance.

    Because no one opened his yin and yang eyes this time, and he only watched one person's performance, it seemed a little weird.

    It feels less like watching a horror movie.

    ¡°If it weren¡¯t for him knowing the situation, it would look like a psycho show right now.

    ""

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why, Jiang Beiyu suddenly wanted to take out his mobile phone and record the scene in front of him.

    After all, the little bodyguard¡¯s sword dancing movements were very standard, so standard that he almost wanted to applaud.

    Over there, Su Nanzhi was observing the differences in the female ghost up close, but in fact, every move she made was very dangerous.

    This ghost moves very quickly.

    It was so fast that she almost couldn't dodge it.

    And, faster and faster.

    It seemed that after realizing that Su Nanzhi could dodge his movements, the female ghost accelerated.

    Su Nanzhi: ""

    There is a curse word that I don¡¯t know whether I should curse or not.

    "Jie Jie Jie" The female ghost suddenly laughed like this - it should be regarded as laughter.

    Su Nan Zhi suddenly felt something was not good, and suddenly hid behind her. Sure enough, the next second, a raging fire broke out from the female ghost's body. The fire came out suddenly. Although Su Nan Zhi escaped in time, she was still inevitably hit by the fire.  Burned for a moment.

    There was a tingling sensation on the skin.

    Su Nanzhi: ""

    Good guy.

    This is the soul-refining fire brought up by the Eighteenth Level of Hell - which means that this is a ghost that once went to the Eighteenth Level of Hell and escaped.

    Your mother is outrageous.

    Is there no work now?

    Not only was a ghost sneaking up here, but the Soul Refining Fire was stolen without anyone noticing?

    Does she have to catch the ghost herself later?

    ¡°And, since there can be ghosts coming up from the eighteenth floor, is this the only one?

    Some questions cannot stand deep thought, or we dare not think deeply at all.

    After Su Nanzhi was burned by the soul-refining fire, her eyes became much hotter when she looked at him.

    "A fugitive from hell, how many entries will she need to record in her merit book? Earning life span has always been a matter of urgency.

    So she swung the mahogany sword faster and faster, and it was almost impossible to tell that she was a person with a serious heart disease.

    She is very obsessed with her own life.

    She must live, she must live.

    Since you are not afraid of peach trees, why not try something else.

    Su Nanzhi moved her fingers slightly, and a mist gradually formed in her palm. At the same time, an ice bow appeared in her hand.

    Pulling the bowstring, the sword condensed between his fingers and flew out suddenly.

    Hit the target!

    Just like that, the female ghost suddenly screamed, and then gradually solidified into an ice sculpture.

    Su Nanzhi: "?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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