The black text that appeared in his pupils inexplicably made Jiang Xiao full of surprise for a moment.

"What's the matter?"

I obviously didn't plan to look for any white-level sneaky deep in the depths!

Jiang Xiao vaguely felt that the other party might have an independent consciousness and deliberately induce his actions.

"No! The white-level sneaky person has the means to harm human life. Only the first level of spirit master can deal with it. Isn't I seeking death when I go?"

Jiang Xiao said it on purpose, and then walked down the mountain.

At this moment, a line of text appeared in his vision again.

"...You suspect that this line of text has other plans, so you return the same way. In the end, you lost the green-level soul bead and lost the selection test in the Tianji Palace..."

Jiang Xiao stopped, and his forehead was covered with black lines for a moment.

"Why do you feel like you are playing mud words?"

Jiang Xiao really wants to complain about his golden finger. Which master is controlling his game character?

"... After thinking about the consequences, you still plan to go deep into the search for the White Fog Ghost..."

The other party simply squeezed Jiang Xiao's mind tightly and changed in an instant.

Jiang Xiao simply sat down and said, "You have to give me a sure letter. How can I deal with the White Fog Ghost? At worst, I will lose a green-level soul bead when I go back. If you really do what you said, your life will be lost."

Soon, the black text in the pupils twisted into a new line of text.

"...You tried every means and couldn't find a way to deal with the Baiwu Ghost. In the end, you looked at the shadow on the ground..."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao looked down at his shadow.

The latter is even more weird in the ghost world at this moment, like the darkness in the deepest part of hell...

For some reason, Jiang Xiao even felt that this was not his own shadow at all, but a living person!

Swish!

Jiang Xiao shivered, the thoughts in his mind were too terrifying, and he didn't dare to think deeply.

"...You are ready to set off, walking towards the north, and finally found the White Fog Ghost in a cemetery..."

This time, the words that appeared in Jiang Xiao's pupils became thinner and disappeared before they could not last long.

"This thing is very weird! I must think of a way to figure it out in the future."

Jiang Xiao thought to himself.

In fact, he had no intention of returning from the beginning, and the reason he did this was to test this strange existence.

Green-level soul beads, you must get them!

.....

Swish!

A dazzling white light flashed by.

Then, a wandering soul that was almost condensed into substance instantly shattered into a large number of water droplets.

"Quick! Catch it!"

Bai Qimeng, wearing a pink skirt, hurriedly directed.

Immediately, the people around him dared not delay and rushed forward to catch the water droplets with the mutton fat jade bottle.

"Sure enough, there are also differences in strength and weakness in the wandering soul. There are so many drops of water that have exploded in this wandering soul. Unfortunately, the spiritual power consumed is a bit too high..."

Feeling the small amount of spiritual power left in his body, Bai Qimeng couldn't help but frown.

Next to him, a young man in green smiled and said, "Qi Meng, you are worthy of being the best genius spirit master in our school. This wandering soul is almost turning into a white-level ghost, right?"

Bai Qimeng suddenly glanced at the other party coldly, "Don't call me Qimeng."

The latter's face was stiff.

Swish!

Bai Qimeng took back the long sword in her hand and asked, "How much time is left before the sun sets?"

The young man in blue clothes said, "There are two hours left."

"It's enough, take a rest first and recover your strength before continuing." After Bai Qimeng gave the order, she sat cross-legged under an old tree.

The young man in green clothes said, "Qi Meng, our mutton fat jade bottles are almost full, there is no need to work so hard, right?"

"It must be foolproof!" Bai Qimeng Xing's eyes were filled with stubbornness, "I not only want to win the first place this time, but also get rewards with a crushing advantage! Only in this way can the Tianji Palace see my talent!"

On the other side.

Zhang Hai's face was pale at this moment, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Next to him, a young man was holding an assault rifle emitting blue light and said anxiously, "Brother Zhang, we are afraid that we have stabbed the Wandering Soul Nest, so we must withdraw!"

In front of everyone, there were white mist that was so rich that it could not be melted.

The sound of ghosts and wolves cried and howled constantly from the white fog, extremely terrifying.

Zhang Hai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Er, you and Xiao Zhou change positions. Remember not to be confused. As long as you keep your mind, the wandering soul will not cause harm to us."

Afterwards, this team of four people finally rushed out of the vine forest.

“Huhuhuhu”

Zhang Hai looked at the mutton fat jade bottle that had already been filled with half of his hand, so excited that he couldn't do it himself, "The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity! This ticket is worth it!"

Suddenly, at this moment, he turned his head and looked to the right, shouting, "Who!"

There was a rustling sound.

Then, a fat little fat man emerged from the bushes.

The latter's face was full of embarrassment and his lips were stammering, but he didn't know what to say.

When he saw the fat man, the ridicule in Zhang Hai's eyes replaced the alert, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Zhang Dongdong, you?"

Although the little fat man came out of the bushes, his clothes were not as frustrated as Zhang Hai and others.

At this moment, Zhang Hai understood at a glance, "You shouldn't hide as soon as you enter the mountain, right?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man's head pressed even lower.

"Waste!" Zhang Hai spat on the ground fiercely and said contemptuously, "No wonder he can play with the same piece of garbage as Jiang Xiao. It turns out that you are also trash!"

"Let me guess, is that wasteful thing Jiang Xiao also hides somewhere and hides, and dare not come out? Hahahaha!!!"

Zhang Hai laughed harshly.

The little fat man blushed and said angrily, "No...I...I..."

In the end, I didn't say anything.

"Forget it, Brother Zhang, why are you wasting your time on this kind of thing? We will not be on the same level as this kind of thing in the future."

At this moment, the young man whose natal spiritual weapon was an assault rifle spoke.

Zhang Hai nodded, "That's right, let's go!"

The group left as soon as they said they could, leaving the fat man alone.

The latter is full of grievances, and in such places, fear is also a normal manifestation.

He looked deep in the jungle dryly and complained, "Jiang Xiao...If you can be with me... you will be able to take good care of each other..."

......

Among the ghost creatures in the northern suburbs.

The concept of time has become blurred.

The sunlight cannot shine in at all, and the surroundings will always be filled with a dim environment.

Jiang Xiao went deeper and finally came to a wasteland.

What is confusing is that it is clearly early spring, but there is no sound of insects and birds singing here. In a dead silence, only the slight sound of Jiang Xiao stepping on the weeds.

"It should have arrived..."

Jiang Xiao had sharp eyes and soon saw several black stone tablets in this wasteland.

The wasteland...the grave...the yin energy is everywhere...

Excellent horror film venue.

If you are alone here, you may not be driven crazy for too long.

At the same time, unlike Wandering Souls, white-level ghosts already have the means to harm human life, and they will be buried here if they are not careful.

Even though Jiang Xiao had some support, his heart was still beating faster at this moment.

call--

Suddenly, a cold wind that seemed to come from Jiuyou Huangquan.
To be continued...