Yama arrives

The wind blows.

The fake corpse king was just a dazed effort, and his body was covered with a layer of frost.Those illusory shadows stagnated in mid-air, as if frozen in ice, unable to form a sword attack.

This sword frightened Du Yun.

He has just started to practice the cold moon sword technique. With his normal cultivation level, he can only attract the wind to cool down. There is no way to achieve the power of snow covering the sky or even freezing the ground.

However, under the strong breath of the old monster, the power of Hanyue's swordsmanship increased greatly. At this time, the fake corpse king was directly frozen in mid-air, and it would be difficult to escape for a while.

"You little devil, now you know how powerful grandpa is!"

Du Yun's confidence soared, several hellfires were photographed, and a strange scene of two layers of ice and fire emerged in the void, half of the fake corpse king was frozen, half of his body was on fire, and he felt that his whole body was not well.

"Boy, don't play him to death, quickly recruit his soul into the spirit sealing ball." The old monster said anxiously.

With a big wave of Du Yun's hand, a ball of light flew in mid-air, and finally hit the fake corpse king, subduing him.

"Not bad, there is another ghost slave." Du Yun picked up the spirit sealing ball that fell on the ground, feeling happy.

The old monster was very depressed, and his voice was cold: "Stinky boy, you are playing with me."

Du Yun said seriously, "I'm not kidding you."

"You still say you didn't play tricks on me? Why did you put that spirit body in another spirit sealing ball? Didn't you agree to give it to me?"

"Really? Maybe I didn't understand it well. How can I fix it now, so I can't let it out again?" Du Yun pretended to be confused.

"Quickly release it, send it to me." The old monster said angrily.

In another spirit sealing ball, the counterfeit corpse king had a gloomy expression on his face. He was a majestic emperor who had survived for hundreds of years, but he was subdued by a boy in his early twenties. It is not shameful enough to say it.

But soon, the fake corpse king didn't care about his face anymore, because he heard the conversation between Du Yun and the old monster.

"Young man! Please forgive me. We have no grievances or enmities. What happened tonight was all a misunderstanding." The fake corpse king began to beg for mercy.

Du Yun sneered and said, "No grievance, no enmity, why did you kill my friend? You still want to kill me. If it wasn't for my young master, I have both martial arts and extraordinary Taoism, I would have been wiped out by you."

"Young Xia really misunderstood, I didn't intend to kill you and your friends, I just put a curse on you."

"Oh! You treat me as a three-year-old child? Are you going to cut us up after cursing, and then turn our heads into human headlamps, bluffing around and calling ourselves Aladdin's magic lamp?" Du Yun's face was cold.

The fake corpse king was stunned for a few seconds, then subconsciously said: "Young man, how do you know?"

"No, young man, who did you listen to? What is a human lamp? What is Aladdin's magic lamp?" Realizing that he had slipped his mouth, the fake corpse king quickly changed his words.

Du Yun sneered again and again, too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, and ran back to the wooden house to check on Li Anna's situation.

In the room, there were a few more human headlights floating on the heads of Li Anna and Li Ping.

Without further ado, Du Yun threw a few balls of prison fire, and directly burned out those few lamps.

At this time, Li Anna woke up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, her expression felt like she had time-traveled.

"Where is this? Why am I lying on the ground? What smell! It stinks!"

Du Yun didn't answer the stupid woman's idiot question at all, and glanced behind her, and found that the phantom was still there.

"Why is the curse still there?" Du Yun communicated with the fake corpse king with his thoughts.

"Young man! How about you release me, and I'll lift the curse on your friend."

Du Yun threw several balls of hell fire into the spirit sealing ball, and the old monster roared in the next second: "You are crazy! Why throw me?"

Du Yun looked embarrassed: "Sorry! I'm getting used to it."

After finishing speaking, Du Yun threw another spirit sealing ball into the prison fire.

Old monster: ""

Fake corpse king: ""

Chapter 227

The counterfeit corpse king's cultivation was obviously not as high as the old monster's. After being burned by the prison fire for a few seconds, he was already crying and begging for mercy.

"Young man, don't burn it. I've said it all. As long as you let me out, I'll help you lift the curse on that woman right away."

Du Yun said blankly: "Just tell me the solution. I have hands and feet myself. Why do I need your help?"

"Young man! The curse was cast by me, and it must be undone by me. No one else can."

"Is there such a saying?" Du Yun raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that he had a chance, the fake corpse king tried his best to prove himself: "At this time, how could I lie to the young man. At worst, the young man will let me out first, and when I help your friend get rid of the curse, you are accepting it." I'm not too late."

Du Yun nodded: "That's very reasonable, so if you get rid of you, can you also get rid of the curse?"

"Right, right, right!" The fake corpse king didn't keep up with Du Yun's thought rhythm at all, and stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence: "Wait! No, no, if you kill me, you will never get rid of the curse."

Du Yun threw a few balls of hellfire into the spirit sealing ball, and said coldly, "How will you know if you don't try?"

The fake corpse king was seriously injured, unable to bear the power of the hellfire at all, and rolled all over the ground in pain in the spirit sealing ball.

"Young hero! Please spare me. I admit that I lied. There is no way to remove the curse artificially. Even if the young hero kills me, it will be useless." At the critical moment, the fake corpse king finally told the truth.

Du Yun put away the prison fire, his expression slightly dignified.

If the curse cannot be removed, then Li Anna will be followed by a ghost every day in the future, should I tell her about it?Saying it would surely scare her to sleep.

"Du Yun, where's Zhang Yuzhu?" Li Anna finally remembered that she and Du Yun came to catch the murderer tonight.

Du Yun looked at Li Anna with pitiful eyes, what a beautiful girl, unfortunately she was cursed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Li Anna wrinkled her delicate nose

Du Yun thought about it, and decided not to tell her: "Zhang Yuzhu is dead."

"Dead? When did you die? Did you kill him?" Li Anna was shocked.

"He died a month ago, of course I didn't kill him."

"He died a month ago? Are you kidding me? We saw him just now." Li Anna glared at Du Yun angrily. What time is this? Telling ghost stories to scare people, is it interesting?

Du Yun said solemnly: "That's right! What we saw at night was not the alive Zhang Yuzhu, but Zhang Yuzhu's corpse."

Fraud?

Countless images instantly popped up in Li Anna's mind, all of which were horror scenes seen in ghost movies.As a girl, she was timid, so after a scream, she flew into Du Yun's arms.