Genius Daddy in the City

Faced with the many ghosts that pounce on him.

Like a tide sea.

Ye Chen frowned slightly.

He felt that the resentment in these ghosts was too strong, and it seemed to have become a climate, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

But only surprised.

It is impossible for them to hurt themselves!

Thinking of this, a black flag appeared in Ye Chen's hand, just as he was about to take away these ghosts.

Su Yuhan's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Marven Ye, don't!"

He couldn't help but look back, only to see Su Yuhan biting his lip and looking at him pleadingly, then broke free of his hand and walked in front of him.

"Yuhan, you..."

Ye Chen's lips slightly opened.

next moment.

I saw that the overwhelming ghosts suddenly stopped in unison, as if they had received some order.

this moment.

They don't growl anymore.

No more roaring.

Even the hostility and resentment on them have weakened a lot, but they just hovered above and silently looked at Su Yuhan.

This?

Ye Chen's expression froze, and he looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

next moment.

I saw these ghosts fell to the ground in unison, and then knelt down in front of Su Yuhan, as if they were meeting an emperor, and collectively made various cries, to be precise, whimpering.

All ghosts worship, all ghosts grieve together!

This scene is so weird!

No matter how calm Ye Chen's heart was, he couldn't help but be stunned by the sight in front of him.

Ye Wushuang subconsciously walked towards Su Yuhan.

"Wu Shuang, no need!"

Su Yuhan shook his head and said blankly, "They won't hurt me."

Even so.

Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang still did not dare to relax their vigilance, once these ghosts were in front of them

Then she raised her eyes to look at the dark soul kneeling in front of her, and said in a low voice, "I don't know why, I also want to cry when I hear you cry."

"Uuuuuu..."

The yin winds that were similar to crying became more and more powerful, and the yin souls put their heads on the ground and let out a mournful cry, which made the whole cold stone room feel more sorrowful.

"Get up, don't cry."

Su Yuhan said with red eyes.

The voice fell.

The ghosts stood up one after another, and then stepped aside, motionless, to clear a passage.

Looking down the passage, I saw a skeleton throne standing behind the altar, and the throne was all made of human bones.

Seeing this, Su Yuhan's face turned pale.

"There are paintings on the stone walls!"

Ye Wushuang suddenly said something.

Ye Chen heard the words and looked at the stone wall in front of him subconsciously. Under the illumination of the night pearl, strange murals came into view.

The murals are very lifelike.

The scene above the first painting seems to be a deep wasteland. The sky in the wasteland is dark, there is no sun, no stars and moon, and there are piles of bones everywhere.

The hollow eyeballs of these skeletons exude a green light, like a ghost fire.

And on the wasteland grow all kinds of strange plants.

A plant similar to a cactus is about as tall as a person, with various tentacles growing on it, and there are vaguely grieving faces on it.

A white-boned giant similar to an ape was more than ten feet tall, dragging a mountain peak with one hand and walking on the wasteland.

"Is this the undead?"

Ye Chen's expression was extremely solemn.

The so-called undead is actually something different from ghosts. The world only knows that after death, the soul will become a ghost, and the body will become a zombie if it rots and does not rot.

But I don't know, even if the flesh rots, only a white bone remains, and the white bone can still have consciousness and life again.

Ye Chen didn't expect to see such a scene on earth, and it was still within the so-called ghost control sect gate.

Think about this.

Ye Chen was a little more apprehensive about the Ghost Control Sect.

His eyes fell on the second mural again, which was not so weird compared to the previous one.

The above scene is full of beautiful mountains and clear waters, beautiful and beautiful, and in a delicate and small pavilion, another girl in ancient costume about sixteen or seven years old is playing the piano.

It looks like a fairyland on earth.

The girl in ancient costume was wearing a veil, three thousand blue silk was coiled behind her back, her hair was in a bun, and her long hair was like a waterfall. Her slender jade hands on the strings were as white as a pair of jade pieces.

The girl's temperament is very cold, and her eyes are very deep. At first glance, she looks like a peerless enchantress who charms the world, but at another glance, she looks like a generation of queens who rule the world.

Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but subconsciously looked at Su Yuhan next to him, and always felt that the girl in the painting was five-way similar to Su Yuhan in facial features!

Is this a coincidence?

Ye Chen clenched his fists, a chill in his heart, and his fear of this ghost control sect was a little more.

So weird!

Thousands of ghosts worship, and then it is the girl in the painting!

He suppressed his emotions and looked at the third mural again.

The person in the painting is still the girl who played the qin before, but now she is in a dark palace, sitting on a throne of white bones.

There are ghost fires floating around it.

In front of her, there was a black mass of knees, and at first glance, there was no end in sight.

Some of these shadows are about the same height as people, but they are all blue-faced and fangs, and some are even hundreds of feet tall, like giants.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes: "Is this a demon clan, or a demon clan? Or a ghost clan?"

...

at the same time.

The entire Ganzhou was completely shocked.

Murong Yang is dead!

And they were killed!

When this news was spread by someone with a heart, a stormy sea broke out in Ganzhou, which was tantamount to a major earthquake.

You must know that the Murong family is the leader of Ganzhou, and Murong Yang is the young master of the Murong family, and is favored by Murong He, the Optimus Prime of the Murong family.

Now that someone dares to kill Murong Yang, is this declaring war on the Murong family, or declaring war on Murong He, the supernatural power of the Weibo magic world?

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

Located in the ancestral home of the Murong family in Longxi, the old Murong He looked at the top of the Murong family kneeling in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"My Murong family dispatched everyone, but I haven't caught that kid yet. What the hell are you doing?"

heard.

A senior member of the Murong family, Murong Yuan, said weakly, "We have blocked all the transportation hubs in Longxi according to your request. We even asked the county government to dispatch police force to cooperate, but we have not found anyone with the surname Ye."

"Yes, we also found out that Ye Chen was very close to a woman named Yu Shasha and a gangster named Ma Qiang. Afterwards, we arrested the two of them and interrogated them for two hours without any gain. "The other senior Murong Nan of the Murong family said tremblingly.

Murong He smashed a cup and smashed the head of one of them. He sneered, "So? Yang'er died in vain?"

When he thought of the death of his most beloved Murong Yang, and his white-haired man giving black-haired man, he was heartbroken.

"Old man, this person can kill Young Master Yang who is in the late stage of the Dao Realm. He must be at least at the peak of the Dao Realm. It may even be... yes..." Murong Yuan hesitated.

Murong He laughed angrily: "What even? Is it even possible that he is the same as the old man, and he is considered to be in the spirit state?"

Murong Yuan said nothing.

"I don't care whether this person is in the spiritual realm or not, in short, he killed Yang'er and must die!" Muronghe said again.

Murong Nan thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Master, I guess the surnamed Ye has never left Longxi, because we found out that he is still with his wife and daughter. If he wants to go, he will go by car, it is impossible to go on foot!"

Having said this, he paused and suggested, "I heard that the boy surnamed Ye got close to Yu Shasha, so let's threaten him with Yu Shasha, Ye Chen, and see if he comes forward!"

"Can!"

Murong He eased his face, and his eyes flashed a ruthless look: "At the same time, I will issue a letter of war to him in the name of this old man. Let's say that in three days, I, Murong He, will fight this person and the Longxi River!"

"If he doesn't dare to come, the old man will kill the girl named Yu to vent his anger. If he dares to come, the old man will kill him in front of everyone in Ganzhou, so that they all know that as long as the old man is alive, he will be killed. No one dares to provoke my Murong family!"

...

The Murong River is about to fight Ye Chen on the Longxi River!

Three days later!

As the battle letter of the Murong family spread, Ganzhou became boiling, and countless people were horrified.

In addition to being shocked, countless people began to inquire about the grievances between the two.

When they learned that Ye Chen was the murderer of Murong Yang and the elixir Shaofu Lao, they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word.

You must know that Murong Yang is a profound practitioner in the late Taoist realm. In the spiritual realm, who can kill him?

Could it be that this young man named Ye Chen is also in the spiritual realm?

When this idea came up, everyone became excited.

If that's the case, wouldn't they have a chance to see the fight between the two great magicians in the magic world?

a time.

Countless people rushed to Longxi.

...

Spirit Medicine Mountain.

After Yao Bingyue hung up the phone, she sat heavily on the sofa, with a trace of shock and disbelief on her pretty face: "Muronghe invites Ye Chen?"

"It was Ye Chen who killed Murong Yang and Fu Lao?"

"That is to say, Ye Chen is at least a practitioner at the peak of the Taoist realm, and it may also be a master of the spiritual realm..."

Thinking of this, her face turned pale immediately, and a trace of regret gradually emerged in her heart.

I lied to him!

He even sent Fu Lao to kill him!

If he comes to get revenge on me...

Do not!

She shook her head suddenly.

Ye with the surname will never survive.

No matter if he is at the peak of the Dao Realm or the Spiritual Realm, he is definitely not Murong He's opponent.

Murong He has been famous for decades, and his cultivation has long been enlightened...

right!

That's it!

A sneer appeared on her face.

The surname is Ye!

I had underestimated you before!

But so what!

Offended Murong He!

I'll see how you die then? ! !

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(ps: 3000-word chapter, I can't write it anymore, everyone rest early!)