Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

I'm going to die!

That was her first instinct.

Just when Nangong Qian was completely unable to move, a furious shout accompanied by a violent sonic boom pierced her eardrums.

"roll--"

The tune was long and intimidating.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

The laughter, strange noises, and eerie sounds suddenly stopped.

The swarm of ghosts that attacked Nangong Qian were instantly slapped away by a powerful force, and her hair pierced into the ghosts' bodies like a bamboo shoot.

In an instant, like a barbed hook, it irresistibly pulled the ghost back, and Qin Ruolan's already terrifying face became even more ferocious.

The ghost she hooked writhed and struggled wildly on her hair.

You can still faintly hear shrill, high-pitched cries.

"She's in cahoots with that woman!"

"what--"

"Bitch! Bitch!"

"Traitor! She's a traitor!"

"How dare she attack us..."

She wanted to swallow...

The chaotic screams were mixed with curses.

Although the ghost was wary of Qin Ruolan, it was not entirely afraid of her.

All the ghosts were darting around in the air.

"Traitors are no longer one of us..."

"We divided her up together, what an enormous amount of yin energy..."

In an instant, the ghosts went berserk and swarmed forward, their greedy eyes fixed on the human and ghost who did not belong to their faction.

Qin Ruolan was instantly surrounded by ghosts. The ghosts seemed to be encouraged and felt no pain. Even though the ones in front were torn to pieces by Qin Ruolan, the ones behind continued to surround her with sinister smiles.

With the idea of ​​killing eight hundred while losing a thousand of his own, he forcefully bit off the yin energy gathered by Qin Ruolan's ghostly body.

"what--"

It let out a painful cry.

The scene was too chaotic to tell whose voice it was.

Qin Ruolan's internal evil was fully unleashed; her hair grew wildly, flying through the air, interspersed with ghostly creatures, which she then stuffed into her mouth.

Nangong Qian stood there blankly, watching as Qin Ruolan's bloodied mouth was stretched wide open, until it finally stopped tearing behind her ear.

Only mournful howls remained...

Before she could recover from the shock, countless black blobs rushed toward her again. Upon closer inspection, she could see the outlines of those ghostly creatures within them.

Unlike Qin Ruolan, they do not have a complete body.

Some have lost their eyes, and some have empty holes in their hearts.

Some even had bloodied, gruesome grotesque patches on their bellies.

Facing all this alone, she... instinctively waved away those things with both hands, enduring the numbness in her body, and ran towards the hotel bedroom.

However, things didn't go as planned. During her large movements, her leg suddenly twitched.

She lost her balance and tripped on the sofa. Before she could even scream, the ghosts rushed towards her.

The mind knows it needs to get rid of them, but the body is frozen in place, unable to follow the mind's lead.

She opened her eyes wide and watched as the ghost with its long tongue suddenly locked onto her neck.

"Well....."

Nangong Qian's face turned bluish-purple in an instant.

The surrounding air seemed to be cut off, followed by a suffocating feeling that made it difficult to breathe.

"what--"

"hiss--"

With her tongue severed, Nangong Qian caught her breath and saw her long hair trailing on the ground. At that moment, Qin Ruolan stood in front of her, her jet-black, slightly sticky hair lying straight on the ground like a hard black wall.

Her back was hunched, her body suspended in mid-air, her nails, which she usually kept hidden, were now completely exposed, becoming incredibly sharp, with strands of black flesh and blood still attached to the tips.

The number of ghosts in the space seemed to have decreased significantly, but some still lingered on the ceiling, unwilling to leave.

They seemed to think that Nangong Qian wouldn't hear what they were saying, but Nangong Qian still strangely heard it.

"...She swallowed them..."

"Go back! Go back!"

"Wait for her to die..."

"It's best if she's dead, but even if she's not, it won't let her go..."

The ghostly voices were filled with intermittent words mixed with sinister laughter, making it impossible for Nangong Qian to understand what they were saying.

What are you waiting for her to die?

Who will die?

Will I die? Or will Qin Ruolan die?

It won't let her go? Let whom go? Who is it?

Qin Ruolan, however, did not try to understand their meaning. She was blinded by rage and completely immersed in the emotion of killing.

There is no rationality.

Knowing they wouldn't get away with it, the ghosts grinned and disappeared into the graveyard.

The chill instantly lessened by more than half.

All the lights that couldn't be turned on suddenly lit up. Nangong Qian was startled by the sudden brightness. After adjusting to the discomfort, she looked around at her surroundings as if nothing had happened.

The only change was that Qin Ruolan, who was standing there, remained motionless.

She suddenly felt like laughing; having seen it so many times, it didn't seem so scary anymore.

Why do I want to laugh?

Her throat was a little sore, and she was unlucky to have been choked twice.

Qin Ruolan saving her was something she hadn't expected. Was this ghost's malevolence truly uncontrollable?

She was somewhat confused and puzzled by many of Qin Ruolan's actions.

She asked, "Why...why did you save me?"

After he finished speaking, time seemed to stand still for a few minutes.

Nangong Qian didn't hear anything, and Qin Ruolan remained in that position without moving.

Just when she thought she wouldn't answer, Qin Ruolan in front of her suddenly turned her head.

A sudden 180-degree turn and a face-to-face encounter startled Nangong Qian, who jumped to the other side of the sofa.

Qin Ruolan smiled sinisterly, her body contorted in a strange way.

"Jie Jie—"

Nangong Qian felt a chill run down her spine and her hair stand on end.

......

......

Jiang Huaiyu received news about Liu Tiantian and the others because the news reached Nangong Qinghe.

After Jingli left, they immediately contacted the officials in Dinyi.

On the surface, they didn't dare to do anything to them, and for the time being, they didn't break off relations, so the officials arranged for them to go to the hospital.

Xia Min was moved to the intensive care unit; the areas infected by the monster's bites were very difficult to cure.

Jiang Huaiyu's condition is slightly better, but the bite wound on his shoulder is still slow to heal.

Nangong Qinghe used some methods and finally captured a useful mystic, extracting some information from him.

Nangong Qinghe is negotiating with the people here, trying to get them to hand over the special medicine.

It seems that the members of the Xuanling Group, similar to those in Dianyi, are aware of the monster's existence.

But they insisted that there was no effective cure.

Ultimately, Nangong Qinghe prevailed in the negotiations and obtained the treatment medicine. He first instructed Qianrui to test it on the captured sorcerer before testing it on Jiang Huaiyu and Xia Min.

Jiang Huaiyu also roughly knew how Nangong Qinghe obtained the medicine. These monsters were not created by the Dianyi government, and they did not know how they appeared. The special medicine was made by Master Jinzhen Temple.