The night became darker and darker. There was a fog floating around.

Qincheng's spiritual consciousness emanated and swept around.

Then, he was surprised to find that his spiritual sense was blocked by fog and was actually limited to a hundred meters.

"Qincheng, I'm a little scared." Fang Xiaodie looked at the surrounding wilderness and mist, holding Qincheng's arm.

At this time, a sound of cars sounded behind the two, from far to near.

"Mr. Qin."

Yan Kuan saw Qin Cheng standing by the roadside and got out of the car, and ran over excitedly.

"This is my money I lost to you, it's all in the card."

Qin Cheng looked at Yan Kuan a little surprised. He had no intention of asking for it at all, but the other party actually chased him all the way to deliver the money.

It seems that this kid is not that hopeless.

"Mr. Qin, I want to ask, can I learn racing from you? It costs as much as possible." Yan Kuan said excitedly.

Qin Cheng shook his head and watched the fog around him become heavier and gradually approaching them.

"You're not here at the time."

"Ah?" Yan Kuan was stunned.

"Young Master." Yan Kuan's bodyguard also realized something was wrong and walked over to stand beside him.

Woo woo!

At this moment, a series of ghost screams sounded in the dark fog around.

The fog twisted, and terrifying faces appeared from time to time.

"There is a ghost!" Yan Kuan shivered in fear.

"Uncle Zhang, what's going on?"

"I dare to ask who is doing it here? I am from the Yan family in Kyoto, and I hope you can let us go."

Uncle Zhang plucked up his courage to step forward, clasped his fists and shouted at the black fog.

No one answered, Uncle Zhang was about to speak again.

The fog suddenly trembled violently, and a huge black mist turned into the shape of a lion and bit Uncle Zhang.

Qin Cheng pushed him aside.

The giant lion's mouth fell down, and Qincheng was swallowed up in an instant.

"Ah! Car, the God of Cars was eaten."

Yan Kuan collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here? Come out for me!"

Uncle Zhang was also frightened and turned the Wuzong's cultivation to its limit.

"Haha, you don't need to pretend to be a ghost to deal with you."

A voice sounded in the mist at this moment, and then a black figure slowly walked out of it.

"It's you." Yan Kuan looked at the man in black in front of him, a little stunned.

This person is the man who is hiring sunglasses.

"That's right, you didn't expect it." The man in sunglasses sneered.

"It's been a long time since you're not right. What are you going to do to my young master?" Uncle Zhang snorted lowly, looking alert.

"Calm down, you don't have to be nervous."

The man in sunglasses smiled and said, "Actually, my goal is not that stupid boy at all, but you."

The man in sunglasses pointed at Fang Xiaodie.

"Me? But I don't know you." Fang Xiaodie was stunned.

The man in sunglasses showed a cruel look and said with a grim smile: "You do not know me, but your father killed my master. My master was as kind as a mountain, but your father arrested him just because he refined a mortal and finally executed him."

"This kind of hatred is irreconcilable, so I swear to kill you with my own hands so that your father will be in trouble."

"So you approached me just for Fang Xiaodie." Yan Kuan was stunned.

"That's right, you're just too stupid. I originally planned to let you get Fang Xiaodie and then use your hand to kill him, but I didn't expect that the boy was a master and actually made my plan fail. However, he was eaten by my evil ghost."

The man in sunglasses sneered: "Okay, I won't say much nonsense, I'll die."

As he said that, he controlled the evil spirit and rushed towards Fang Xiaodie.


Chapter completed!