All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

How many things are behind this!

Yang Xuming thought about it for a moment, and felt that his scalp was numb!

The fear of dying on the verge of death, as well as the anxiety of being on the brink of desperation, completely occupied Yang Xuming's heart.

At this moment, he is like a little fish jumping wildly on the fire board. Once he stops, he will be scalded to death by the high temperature of the fire board!

Yang Xuming ran even crazier.

The strong physique that maintains the habit of fitness and running for a long time has fully utilized all the potential of the body at this moment.

The speed of Yang Xuming's rush has reached a level beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The girl who was dragged by him and dragged frantically could no longer keep up with him and screamed.

"Yang...Yang Xuming..."

The girl screamed, "Let me run alone."

The girl's voice was full of despair.

Halfway behind Yang Xuming, she was closer to the scary things that chased them crazily.

She was able to personally experience the terrifying resentment that touched her body and gave birth to the cold, as well as the savage and crazy tearing movements of the dead.

But Yang Xuming gritted his teeth and ran wildly with his head down.

When the girl behind her wailed desperately, Yang Xuming gritted her teeth abruptly.

He didn't immediately release the girl in his hand, but violently pulled the girl with all his strength, and Yang Xuming drew the girl to his side.

At the same time, he turned around abruptly and yelled angrily behind him.

"Get out of here!"

A roar was like a roar of a prehistoric beast.

That angry arrogance even overwhelmed the gloomy horror among the bamboo forests for a moment.

In the next second, the white and penetrating ghost fire began to burn under Yang Xuming's feet.

And in an instant, the pale ghost fire suddenly spread out, completely blocking the way Yang Xuming and the others came.

In the pale flames, countless angry and wailing black shadows screamed and crashed to the ground, seeming to be under extremely strong pressure.

These black shadows, which were originally between the illusion and reality, squatted on the ground in front of Yang Xuming, unable to break free at all.

But Yang Xuming did not stay long.

Taking advantage of this short interval of a few seconds, he directly carried the girl beside him on his shoulders.

Then he continued to run wildly in the direction of the village like carrying a sacks.

The pale flames blocking the road behind him were quickly overwhelmed by dense black shadows.

Then disappear.

The group of rioting black shadows seemed to be irritated, and chased Yang Xuming and the others more frantically and angrily.

In the bamboo forest, wailing and screams of sorrow and pain continued to sound.

Not only are there things chasing on the small road behind them, but even in the bamboo forests and darkness on both sides of them, they don’t know how many things are chasing them crazily.

Those weird things hidden in the dark bamboo forest were chasing after them, and they stepped on the thick, dead leaves on the ground of the bamboo forest, making a weird rustling sound.

Dense footsteps came from all directions.

After the darkness fell, the bamboo forest world became terrifying and dangerous in an instant.

And Yang Xuming and the others are the poor worms trapped in this terrifying bamboo forest!

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Yang Xuming, who was running wild, uttered crazy shouts, just like a tyrannosaur in madness.

He carried Ying Sixue and ran wildly in the bamboo forest without any pity, fragrant and jade, the rough technique was like carrying a sack.

But he was almost unable to run.

Carrying a girl of about one hundred catties, she flees madly under the frantic chase of a group of evil spirits, even his physical strength is almost too much to handle.

He felt hot in his chest, hot in his throat, his lungs were almost unable to breathe, and his heart was beating wildly, seeming to jump out of his chest at any time.

It won’t be long before he continues to run, and he will lose his strength!

Yang Xuming's cheeks were bitten, and his face flushed.

Ying Sixue, who was running wildly on his shoulders, clearly saw his situation and said desperately, "Let me go, you can definitely run out alone."

Yang Xuming stared forward without raising his head, and walked frantically.

He shouted angrily with a dumb throat, "Shut up, I!"

"Women just shut up for Lao Tzu at this time!"

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

In order to vent the exhaustion that his chest was almost suffocated to the explosion, and to force his body to run further, Yang Xuming let out a violent roar like a trapped beast.

He was almost going crazy, completely squeezing all the strength of this body, just to be able to take Yang Xuming out in time!

The sound of footsteps in front of him was already very close.

The things behind him were already close to the distance they could easily grab him.

In the bamboo forests on both sides, those monsters running wild in the dark are about to complete their encirclement.

Those things in the bamboo forest have already ran ahead of him.

Yang Xuming knew what those things wanted to do.

Those things want to encircle and block him in front!

Then leave him and Ying Sixue here completely!

Yang Xuming's eyes became extremely blood red.

"How could I die here!"

"I want to kill Jiujiang to avenge my wife!"

Yang Xuming's desperate roar almost overwhelmed all the sounds in the bamboo forest.

The exit of the bamboo forest has appeared ahead.

But on the only small road leading to the outside world, there were several strange shadows standing silently.

They are like the afterimages of the dead, and like the mutilated corpses that have been gnawed countless times by monsters, standing there with a dull expression, blocking the only way for Yang Xuming to escape.

All the corpses looked at Yang Xuming coldly.

The cold wind was blowing, and there was an indescribable strong smell of corpse floating along the air.

These seven or eight corpses blocked the road, almost blocked the only hope of survival in front of them, completely blocked the path that only allowed one person to walk, and built a thick wall of corpses.

But Yang Xuming showed no signs of stopping or giving up.

With blood-red eyes, he stared at the seven or eight corpses blocking the road ahead, and shouted angrily.

"Get out of here!"

The huge Frostmourne was crossed by him.

Holding this huge sword with an extremely wide blade, like a fearless warrior holding a shield to charge, he did not hesitate to rush to the warrior's final destination-death!

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

In the screaming and desperate howling, Yang Xuming slammed into those corpses heavily.

The heavy Frostmourne slammed into those corpses like a high-speed locomotive, squeezing out countless stinking corpse water.

The thick corpse wall made up of seven or eight mutilated corpses was overwhelmed by Yang Xuming in an instant.

The force of the back shock made his hands numb and his whole body ached.

But he didn't stay any longer and rushed out of the last path of the bamboo forest with his big sword in a frantic run.

Rushed into the small village.

"Want to stop Lao Tzu? You don't have enough classes!"

Yang Xuming squatted beside the nearest white coffin, panting quickly, and said harshly.