Super God: From Ghost Rider to King of Fengdu

Kick away?

At this moment, even the knowledgeable Ah Zhui said that his CPU was about to burn out!

"Why else? This thing has always wanted to speak. It couldn't before, but now that it has mastered the art of speech, it has begun to let itself go!"

After a pause, Wu Zhao looked serious:

"No! I absolutely don't want to listen to my shadow nagging me all the time!"

Ah Zhui: “…”

To be honest...

Didn’t you say before that there was a strange shadow standing there?

Is the essence your own two-dimensional self?

What do you mean?

Hitting yourself? Disliking yourself?

You are so showy!

Wu Zhao pretended not to notice Ah Zhui's strange look.

The good news is.

After being kicked, the ghost figure that reappeared looked a little dejected, but it also really quieted down.

It saved Wu Zhao a lot of effort.

Waving her hands, Wu Zhao said:

"Let's go! I'm not fit to stay in Donghuang for a long time yet. Besides, the haunted house in Beimei might be a little dangerous recently... If it's nothing serious, don't go there in person!"

Say it.

Wu Zhao's figure was quickly stained with a deep black.

Gradually, it collapsed and crawled like a shadow, blending into the shadow... After a moment, the shadow of the entire villa regained its previous color.

And Wu Zhao's positioning was also at the same time.

Jumped to Meilijian, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away!

Lingxi's eyes sparkled, and while fixing her messy hair, she exclaimed:

"As expected of a male god, this method of teleporting while blending into shadows is always so shocking no matter how many times I see it."

Ah Zhui sighed:

"Lingxi... You can't pamper him like that. Believe me, if he dares to touch me today, he will dare to go too far tomorrow!"

"And... Zhi Xinke is watching all the time."

"Be careful that one day Zhixin loses control and burns you, the little slut, to death!"

His face turned red.

Lingxi was speechless for a moment, lowered his head and hurried back to the house.

See this.

Ah Zhui smiled bitterly.

You are worthy of being the Wu Zhao... With this kind of charm, even Ah Zhui himself wouldn't believe that you don't have any special attacks against angels.

He touched his slightly hot cheek.

Speaking of...

Xiao Zhixin was with her boyfriend last night...

Is it really that comfortable and cozy?

I always feel...

Why does Zhixin look so extra charming this morning?

……

On the other side, Wu Zhao returned to her old house and emerged from the shadow of the old banyan tree that had long since died.

In the eerie and dark shadows.

A rocking chair was swaying by itself, creaking constantly, as if an invisible ghost was sitting on it to rest.

however……

That's not the case...

This is simply because the strange energy accumulated in the old house is too dense, and Wu Zhao is infiltrated with her own strange energy on a daily basis!

Over time.

The paradoxical and disordered real physical laws gradually began to invade the entire old house.

Crunch!

Wu Zhao sat in the rocking chair.

Let it sway like a loyal servant at the frequency that Wu Zhao was most comfortable with.

Glancing at the crimson door with interest, Wu Zhao closed her eyes and began to enjoy herself.

……

squeak! ——

On the slightly dilapidated road, a top-of-the-line business sedan performed a gorgeous drift and parked precisely in the open space on the side of the bus stop.

The car door opens.

A fat and strong man got out of the car and looked around.

I couldn't help but shiver because of the gloomy wind.

".Hey! Happy? Are you sure you're in the right place? God, I thought you took me to a cemetery!"

The rear window of the car opened, and a haggard-looking man with a mustache poked his head out and looked around happily.

I couldn't help but complain immediately.

Hear the words.

Happy hurriedly opened the car door and welcomed his boss out.

"Oh no, Boss, you know I wouldn't do that. Besides, it was Jarvis who showed us the way."

"I know...but..."

Tony looked ahead with a speechless look.

A winding blue brick path.

There are small woods on both sides that look like swaying shadows.

A red light like a devil's eyes shone through the woods, and no one knew what the light source was.

But I must say... this really doesn't seem like a place where normal people should live!

"Boss, do you need to call more people? I have a feeling that something is not right here."

"Oh no! No need, Happy!"

Tony's face went black. Who would come to consult an expert and even ask someone to break in?

of course.

The most important question is…

This expert is really good at fighting...

Moreover, it was the kind of fighting ability that I couldn't understand at all!

"So...what about Iron Man? Um, I mean, Boss, maybe you need help from the Mark series!"

"NO! Go back Happy! Go back to the car and wait for me, understand?"

Tony really wanted to curse!

If the Mark series really worked, I would have used it a long time ago!

Chapter 89: Haunted House

"Fuck! I feel like the stupid supporting character in the movie who bravely enters a haunted house!"

Tony walked quite uncomfortably on the bluestone path.

No other reason.

When you are walking on the bluestone path, it seems that there is always another overlapping sound of footsteps following behind you.

You have to freak out too!

The key point is that when I turned around and looked, I found nothing.

And the withered groves on both sides were like a soundtrack, accompanied by the whimpering sound of the wind blowing through the woods.

"Thank God, I wasn't dragged away by Li Gui halfway."

After many twists and turns, Tony finally arrived at the old house safely and breathed a sigh of relief. But just as he breathed in, a new breath was held back and he couldn't take it out!

Without him!

Tony finally understood.

Where did those two scarlet lights that looked like devil's eyes come from?

lantern!

There are two flowers hanging on both sides of the ancient house.

The lanterns made with the ancient Donghuang method, the bright red paper surfaces, and the scarlet candlelight, clearly had no particularly spooky elements.

But Tony, who was shrouded in red light, was covered in cold sweat.

It was an extremely creepy instinctive reaction, just like at the same moment, millions of gazes came from the crack 273 of the unnamed space and surrounded himself!

For an instant.

Tony even felt it.

My soul is about to be extracted and turned into firewood to light the candle!

"I shouldn't have come... at least, not so hastily!"

Tony had to admit it.

This feeling, which was not bloody but full of metaphors of the crisis of death, scared him a lot.

at last.

When Tony couldn't bear it anymore and even planned to turn around and run away.

A voice floated over:

"I thought you would come earlier... Stark..."

"call……"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately!

It was good to have living people in this damn place. Tony felt more at ease when the voice of the person who spoke was the one that left a deep impression on him.

Deliberately ignore the big red lanterns on both sides of the gate.

Tony took a step forward.

Just about to push open the door.

Snapped! ——

The outstretched hand stiffened instantly, sweat broke out on Tony's forehead, and he looked in horror at the bloody palm print that appeared out of nowhere on the door!