Haunting Spectre Road Chapter 157:

The more and more Zhang Di listened, the more frightened he listened, the more frightened he listened: "I...I don't have...what is eroding you, aren't you still alive?" The woman raised her arm and said sharply, "Look!" The upper part is dotted with rotten black holes and stinking corpse pus. Looking at the body, the face is truly incomplete. Zhang Flute stepped back and said dumbly: "This is..." The woman said, "That's how you use this. The enclosing power of the enchantment is corroding our souls, you killing people like this, God won’t let you go!” Zhang Di’s head blasted blankly, those women’s incompatible costumes were decorated in various colors, the taboo of blood, and the power of death. All are connected by such a wonderful line! ! Zhang Di lowered his head feebly and thought with great pain: Why? Why do you want to do this? It turns out... It turns out that Dongli is just a recent victim. It turns out... It turns out that we fools who think we are upholding justice are just becoming fresh sacrifices.

The woman saw Zhang Di's delay in speaking and thought she was afraid and even more stern: "Don't think we can't move you now and be arrogant. One day you will weaken. Then I want you to be more painful than death. Life is more uncomfortable.

" Zhang Di hissed: "Here...are all people who died fifty years ago? "The woman was silent for a long time before saying: "I am the only one left, and more are the ones who died more than 20 years ago. As long as there is one left, our idea of ​​revenge will not disappear. Even if we can't beat them, we will die here with you today. ! "Zhang Di suddenly raised his head and let out a warm current in his clear eyes, gently, without a trace, and then slipped quietly from the edge of his cheeks without any alarm, but could not hide the woman's eyes filled with hatred.

However, she was also stunned at this moment.

For a long while, the woman murmured: "It turns out that you really admitted the wrong person, you are not him or not.

Those people will not cry for us and there is no such kind of compassion in their eyes..." All the women around raised their heads and looked at Zhang Di.

The woman looked at him bewilderedly and said: "But...but why do you have such a breath like her? Otherwise, you can't talk to us and the only people who can walk through us are them.

" Zhang Di said in a low voice, "I used to be so simple to believe that as long as I work hard, I can fight all injustices until I met Master Master told me how many people sacrificed their lives. Can twist fate by half.

How can peace be enjoyed in the so-called dead world? But I still don't believe that even if God is really not compassionate, even if the reincarnation of cause and effect has never existed, at least the love is still in the hearts of the people. If you can let me go, I promise to kill the enchantment with the swordsman.

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The woman slowly bowed her head and solemnly bowed her head: "We are not evil spirits just seeking our own grievances to be resolved, but we only hope that our pain will be eliminated. The world always fears and insults us.

In fact, whether you defeat the murderer or not, we will let you go. Your understanding and sympathy are the most precious power to resolve our pain.

"The women around stood up after hearing the words and slowly dispersed. In the end, only the woman who smiled sadly also turned into smoke and disappeared.

The situation of encirclement and suppression by the wronged souls slowly returned to peace and tranquility.

Over there, Yu Chuanbo was so busy that he was sweating profusely, wondering why he couldn't psychic with the wronged souls, but saw that the grievances gradually dissipated. Shui Lan turned his head and saw Zhang Di stood blankly on the side with tears on his face Knowing that there is a difference, Chuanbo asked strangely: "Why are you crying without beating? Is it because you are afraid that you will not be able to beat these weak ghosts?" Zhang Di turned his head and smiled and answered the wrong question: "I almost feel that I am not. Like a man, I have shed more tears for a month than my mother has shed in her life. But since those wronged souls wake up and let us go, it’s a good thing that we don’t fight. Let’s go quickly.

" Yu Chuanbo was suspicious, but lest he wished Yun Feijue had to "hum" and said, "Why don't I go in with you who are greedy for life and fear of death?

Shui Lan, be careful, if you can't, I will avenge him.

"Shui Lan looked at Zhang Di a little bit dumbfounded, but nodded her head for a while.

Zhang Di looked at Yu Chuanbo's back and said depressed: "This fool really regards himself as a god. You don't know how many times stronger than him. He's so hard to charge is tantamount to death.

" Shui Lan said leisurely: "That may not be that if the sheep is on his body, I will not be able to walk under his hands.

" Speaking of Yang Zhangdi's relaxed expression, he suddenly sighed and said: "One step counts as one step.

""Wait a minute" Shui Lan grabbed his shoulder and said, "What happened to those wronged souls just now?" "Zhang Di paused, gritted his teeth and said, "I have to ask the two creators of the Blood Taboo about this matter!" "Shui Lan hasn't reacted yet: "What did you say?" "Zhang Di said: "Blood Taboo is not a perfect barrier at all. Do you want to know why it has such great power?" Then come with me and ask those two people carefully.

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