It was a very dim light that seemed to be going out at any moment. It looked particularly dim in the fog and heavy rain, just like a kerosene lamp lit in the thick fog in London in the foggy era.

But when it lights up, everyone on the defensive line looks in that direction. It's a very subtle hunch. The ghost tide receded, and the vast and boundless land was in a mess. The sky seemed to have been pierced with a hole, and the whole world was filled with the sound of rain. The lamp was faintly shining in the distance, and gradually a vague, thin black figure could be seen.

Standing in the pouring rain with a lantern in his hand, he looked silent and lonely. The lights flickered in the storm, and the light was weak, making the figure darker and more tired, like a traveler who had been walking for a long time, gradually blending into the night.

The more powerful the ghost king, the smaller the difference between him and a human. But the cold aura emanating from his body permeated the battlefield like a cold current. The rain was so heavy that the ground was full of puddles of water within a short time. The temperature is getting lower and lower, making the ghost raisers feel cold.

"It's freezing!"

I don't know who yelled first, but I saw the ice spread rapidly outward from the direction where the pitch-black figure stood, and frost formed on the puddle. The heavy cloudiness even caused the weather to change. The showers were first mixed with ice particles and hail, and then transformed into snow grits mixed with ice and snow. The flakes were not white, but an ominous gray.

Wherever the five-star ghost king goes, every breath can pollute the normally normal earth with Yin Qi, turning it into a ghost land. The river where the snowflakes fell is polluted, and the land can no longer grow plants. If the snow continues to fall, everything here will become a breeding ground for ghosts and ghosts, and become the next ghost land.

But the snow only fell outside the defense line, and the defense line went all the way to the safe area without being polluted by cloudy snowflakes. Humans and ghosts have fought against ghosts for decades, and have encountered all kinds of wars. Of course, there are corresponding methods. At present, the defense line is still safe. The federal special police who noticed this relaxed their nerves slightly, but they tensed up again in Qin Qing's next actions.

"Hello, old man."

After resting, Qin Qing stepped on the raised edge of the wall, and casually tapped the bricks and stones under his feet with the blade of his knife: "It's time to go out and fight."

Go out to fight?

Did he die? !

Even if Qin Qing is currently the strongest, his words caused disapproval from most people, and some people objected on the spot: "We should rely on fortifications to fight back—"

"Fortifications?"

Qin Qing smiled and said lazily, "Are you talking about the tofu dregs wall?"

After all, he plunged into the brick with a knife, and it was as if a knife cut tofu without a handle. The person who had just spoken was stunned and speechless for a moment. The line of defense was built in a hurry, and it was invincible against the ghost tide because of the talismans on the wall. But now that the cinnabar talisman is about to completely dissipate, the defense wall looks relatively intact, but in fact the inside is rotten and absolutely unable to withstand the attack of the ghost king.

Wanting to use it as the last barrier of defense will only pit human beings themselves.

"Behind the line of defense is the safe zone. If you don't take the initiative to attack and wait for the Ghost King with the Lantern to come over... Chick."

Qin Qing had a lot of meaning, especially the cold sneer at the end was like a basin of cold water, pouring on some lucky federal special police officers. There are also people who have already seen the defense line's strong outside, but did not choose to take the initiative due to other reasons.

"The ghost king with the lantern didn't move after he appeared."

A submissive voice came from the crowd, and the cowardly Yan Hui didn't look aggressive on the outside, and even shrank back in fear when Qin Qing stared at him. But his voice was small, but he didn't stop: "I, I suspect that something is confronting the Lantern Ghost King."

"If we rush over and break the balance, maybe it will cause the ghost king to attack..."

"Is there anything that can confront the Lantern Ghost King?"

Before he finished speaking, someone retorted: "If there is another ghost king who can fight with the ghost king carrying the lamp, we don't have to think about defending or attacking. If Master Lingyun and the others don't make a move, we will definitely finish the game."

"If it's our strong human being, it should have come long ago, who is waiting now."

"Fu Qing hasn't come yet."

Someone said rationally, but then someone doubted: "Even if Fu Qing is from the Fu family of Longhushan, how could he alone be able to resist the ghost king with the lamp?"

"Speaking of..."

Yan Hui wanted to intervene, but his voice was too low, and he was drowned in the discussion and dispute in an instant. Qin Qing, on the other hand, stood there as a cover, nonchalantly: "Coward, what do you want to say?"

"I said." Yan Hui glanced across the crowd and swallowed, "Didn't you realize that we are missing someone?"

All federal special police officers:? !

"Grass, you call that lunatic."

Qin Qing seemed to have remembered something, his face was terribly stinky, he was unwilling to look at the place where the star lights were lit, and muttered: "But don't let me eat all of them."

"What did you say?"

"I said, give me a **** quick rest and then charge forward!"

Qin Qing yelled impatiently, cursing: "Fuck, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the hot ones in killing ghosts!"

After all, he simply sat by the wall, rarely hesitating. Qin Qing is arrogant but not conceited. He is not sure of defeating the ghost king with the lamp alone, and he will not rush forward. And just as Yan Hui said, Wu Rong was not here, and Qin Qing was not sure whether it was Wu Rong or not who stopped the ghost king with the lamp.

Although Wu Rong is quite strong, even a little bit stronger than him, it is impossible for him to be so perverted that he can beat the five-star ghost king by himself.

But Qin Qing kept muttering in his heart. Others said he was crazy, but in Qin Qing's opinion, Wu Rong was so crazy that he couldn't eat a starving ghost. According to his posture, even if the enemy is the ghost king with the lamp, he probably won't think about whether he can win, but will first think about what the ghost king with the lamp is like! Anyway, Qin Qing wanted to stay away from Wu Rong eating ghosts.

If the ghost king carrying the lamp was held up by the ghosts chasing behind, Qin Qing would be looking for death if he rushed forward in such a daze. But if the Lantern Ghost King is really blocked by Wu Rong...he is so thin, he won't be eaten by Wu Rong!

If I risk everything now to add to the icing on the cake, maybe I can get some leftovers from Wu Rong, no, some high-end decorations. After all, this is the five-star ghost king, Qin Qing also has ideas!

To rush or not to rush.

Qin Qing fell into a tangle of anxiety.

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The Lantern Ghost King is really too thin.

Wu Rong stared at the black and thin figure in front of him. Snow is still falling and there are signs of a blizzard. There were also hail the size of quail eggs caught in the goose feather snow. From the moment it rained, the ghost dog king became very tall, like a big movable umbrella protecting Wu Rong.

But the Lantern Ghost King was not treated so well. He was wearing an outdated and shabby windbreaker, and he didn't even have a hat. Snow and hail fell on his curly and messy black hair, and Wu Rong could hear the bang and bang of the hail hitting his head. Although this kind of thing is not harmful to the ghost king at all, it still looks a bit miserable when paired with the too shabby outfit of the ghost king with the lantern.

The ghost king with the lantern has not spoken since he appeared, and stood silently in front of Wu Rong. To be honest, his appearance was not abrupt, unlike the ghost king who appeared suddenly with atomized blood as imagined by humans, but walked slowly with a lamp in his hand. Still walking and stopping, looking a bit hesitant. It was his strange performance that made Wu Rong not make a move immediately.

Leaving aside the aura of the five-star ghost king, the ghost king with the lamp is indeed different from Wu Rong's imagination. He was wearing a shabby black windbreaker, with a dirty yellow cashmere sweater inside, and a thick plaid scarf around his neck, as if he was afraid of the cold, and he was still as thin as a stick after wearing so many layers of clothes. Moreover, most of the gang's clothes were in tatters, as if they had been bitten by some terrifying beast.

He had a lot of hair, black and curly, tangled and furry like a wildling. The messy hair covered the upper half of his face, while the curly black and thick beard covered the lower half of his face. Only his oversized aquiline nose was visible under the lush hair, making him look foreign. And what he was holding in his hand was not a kerosene lamp, but a flashlight that was on, but seemed to be running out of power, so the light was relatively dim.

The Lantern Ghost King is carrying a flashlight?

Wu Rong's expression changed subtly, and his eyes flicked around the Lantern Ghost King.

Where are the candles? There are so many candle tokens back and forth, how come there are no candles at the Lantern Ghost King?

"Boom."

Maybe Wu Rong stared at it for too long, and the ghost king with the lamp who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

"Bobo."

This strange sound was ethereal and echoed, a bit like a dolphin calling. Not any language that Wu Rong could recognize. Seeing that Wu Rong was indifferent, the ghost king with the lamp yelled 'bobobobo' several times, his tone tinged with anxiety. The condensed ghost energy in his body also stirred up, the power of the ghost king affected the world at every turn, the snow fell more quickly, and the sound of crackling and hailstones accompanied by the popping sound of the ghost king carrying the lamp, was like a weird and unpleasant symphony.

Suddenly, he slammed the flashlight in front of Wu Rong. Wu Rong, who had been on guard for a long time, was on guard at all times. Before the flashlight landed, Lao Miao Dao suddenly slashed down. When he hit the flashlight, surging ghost energy appeared from the flashlight, but it didn't fall on Wu Rong at all. The Ghost Dog King had Wu Rong in his mouth, and he reappeared only a hundred meters away.

He glanced at the old Miao knife in his hand. Unlike what he expected, there was not a single gap on the Miao knife, and there was not even a trace of being infected by ghost energy. Not an attack? Why did the Lantern Ghost King do this?

"Bobobo, bobobobo!"

The Ghost King Carrying the Lamp uttered a series of yells, which made Wu Rong's head buzz. When the Lantern Ghost King used his body language, he finally understood what this man meant, and turned his gaze to the place where the flashlight fell.

The flashlight was cut off by Lao Miao Dao, but the strange thing is that the light inside flew out of the flashlight. Fragments of light dots spell out a pattern on the snow.

It was a terrifying beast with a blue and white skull face, but with four limbs on the ground, sharp fingers and claws, and thick hair covering its body.

"Bobo, bobobo...boo!!"

A sense of crisis suddenly fell like a needle prick, Wu Rong's left arm subconsciously turned into a ghost's hand, and a phantom of a big ghost appeared behind him, fully armed. At the same time, the cry of the Ghost King Carrying the Lamp became shrill and angry, and his whole ghost lit up like a burning torch. Under the strong light that can blind people's eyes, Wu Rong saw something quickly retracted from behind him, paused as if burned, and disappeared quietly into the snow mist in a blink of an eye.

It was this momentary pause that allowed Wu Rong to see clearly what it was.

Those were four blue-purple fingers that were thin and sharp like chicken feet, ten times longer than ordinary people.

The author has something to say: Ghost King with the Lamp (anxious): Bobobo, bobobobo!

Translation: I didn't come to destroy the family, I came to join the family!

The little angel who can't comprehend the popping sound in his brain can bring the popping sound into Guangyu【狗头】