Sisters, this time we're going to show him what we're made of!

The women found this very novel.

Before, they were the prey, and others were the hunters. But this was the first time they had become the hunters, hunting for powerful prey, and their excitement grew.

A group of ghosts rushed towards the man in black mist, piling up on his thighs, arms, and neck, and began to tear at the black mist covering his body.

The black-mist figure, whose body was sometimes ethereal and sometimes real, was being torn apart and swallowed by the women like ostrich meat.

As the women consumed the black mist, their own souls became somewhat diluted.

On the other side, Wuyin also saw Wuxin running away and immediately rushed to her side, asking her with concern.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Are you hurt somewhere?"

When Wuxin saw her brother, her tears fell even harder, and she said in a choked voice.

"Brother, Brother Li Fan... he did it to save me..."

At this point, Wu Xin felt unable to say the next words. She forced back her tears, took two deep breaths, and then began to speak.

Wuyin had also witnessed what had just happened. He silently patted Wuxin's head, then, with a hint of anger in his eyes, spoke to the ground.

"Li Fan, you've scared your little sister to tears, why aren't you coming out?"

Shouldn't the scalpel be retired? After all, there are more suitable weapons right beside me, don't you think?

Chapter 121 The End of the Ghost Village

Wu Xin was about to say something, but then swallowed it back, looking bewildered as she wondered if her brother was so worried about Li Fan that he had lost his mind.

At this moment, Li Fan suddenly poked his head out from the ground beneath their feet, rubbing his forehead and saying...

"Ouch, I just got stepped on and knocked unconscious. What happened?"

Seeing that Li Fan was unharmed, Wu Xin stopped crying and smiled. She ran to Li Fan, took his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so glad you're alright, you scared me to death."

Wuyin stood silently between the two, a forced smile on her face, and separated their hands.

"If you're still dizzy, how about I stretch your muscles a bit?"

Li Fan immediately stood at attention: "Big brother, I'm not dizzy anymore!"

Wuyin then withdrew her somewhat frightening gaze.

I felt a little jealous.

Damn! My own sister has never shown me that kind of expression, yet she's so concerned about a brother who came from nowhere like this. It's really... annoying.

But what they didn't know was that a flame war was brewing in the live stream chat.

"I don't care anymore, Li Fan and Wu Xin are so sweet, so sweet that I rolled around on the bed and even farted!"

"Hey upstairs, you're doing this too? Putting aside the fact that they're a human and a ghost, and that humans and ghosts are on different paths, the younger sister is so young, and Li Fan is only seventeen or eighteen. Are you a pedophile?"

"That's right, I really can't accept this kind of thing. They clearly have a brother-sister relationship. Li Fan has long treated Wu Xin as his own sister. Didn't you realize that?"

"So what if I ship them? They're both minors, and the age difference isn't that big. Besides, I'm the one who wants to ship them, and I haven't made them actually get together. Aren't you all being too nosy?"

"If we're not friends, let's not fight amongst ourselves. If people from other countries see this, won't they secretly laugh?"

"Okay, I won't say anything more."

"agree."

the other side.

Just as Li Fanniang was about to rush into battle, she suddenly noticed something and turned around to look behind her.

Beside the man who had inspired their resistance, she saw not only a little girl, but also a figure she recognized very well—a figure that seemed to be…

Li Fanniang stood still, trying hard to see clearly who that figure was.

Li Fan, as if sensing something, turned around to look.

Beside the black-mist figure stood a somewhat ethereal female soul, whose appearance was exceptionally beautiful, the one he had always been most familiar with.

When Li Fanniang saw the tall young man, she recognized him at a glance from his features; he was her son.

The souls in the illusion were formed from the women's obsessions and were not connected to their own memories, so Li Fanniang naturally did not know that they had already met them in the illusion.

She stared blankly at her grown-up son, suddenly speechless.

Li Fan stood there, somewhat at a loss, but in the end, all his words turned into a choked sob.

"mother."

Upon hearing this word, Li Fanniang could no longer hold back her tears, which flowed like a burst dam. She rushed over and hugged her son tightly.

But the moment she hugged her son, she suddenly felt that his body was somewhat different, as if it were slightly transparent.

She seemed to realize something, but dared not ask or hear the answer; she simply hugged Li Fan even tighter.

How are you doing?

Li Fan couldn't help but bury his head in his mother's shoulder, greedily inhaling her scent, and muttered something under his breath.

"Everything is fine, I just miss you so much."

Li Fan's mother felt a damp heat on her shoulder, and her heart ached. She wanted to pat her son's back and comfort him like she did when he was a child.

However, the resistance from the black mist figures behind them resulted in many women's souls being shattered by a single slap from one of the black mist figures, accompanied by sharp screams.

Knowing she couldn't delay any longer, Li Fan's mother let go of Li Fan and gazed at him with lingering reluctance.

"Take good care of yourself."

After saying that, she leaped into the battlefield.

The black mist man was now missing limbs, and even the black mist around his body had faded considerably.

Of the original twenty or thirty women's souls, only seven or eight remain, each extremely transparent and seemingly on the verge of extinction.

Wuyin then spoke up, "Isn't it time for us to make our move?"

Li Fan, who was standing in front, wiped away his tears, then turned around and smiled at the two of them.

"Of course! The strength of ants is still strength. What if they're just one attack away from us?"

The black mist man had almost lost most of his attack power. He swung his other hand again, which was missing, and three more souls disappeared. However, the black mist man's body became even fainter.

It seemed as if the Black Mist Man's body was connected to several souls.

The group was about to rush forward to help, but Wuyin saw this scene, suddenly stopped, and spoke up.

"Wait... it seems we can't help them."

Upon hearing this, Li Fan and Wu Xin both turned to look at Wu Yin in confusion.

Wuyin slowly spoke.

"This black mist figure is most likely not something formed from a true supernatural entity. It may actually be a product of the pain and fear of these women, so..."

Looking into Li Fan's eyes, Wu Yin couldn't bring herself to say anything more.

But the truth revealed to everyone what he hadn't said.

That is.

Killing this man in the black mist is tantamount to killing the women themselves.

The sun was just peeking out, its rays shining on the earth and seemingly penetrating the bodies of the black-mist figures.

Only a few female souls remained, including Da Niu Niang and Li Fan Niang, still tearing at the Black Mist People.

They greeted the morning light, seemingly preparing to embrace a new life, a new cycle.

But at this moment, Da Niu Niang also discovered that with each inch of the black mist man's body she tore off, her soul would become weaker by a little.

She suddenly understood something, her heart stopped for a moment, and then she turned her head slightly to look at the red dragon.

Honglong was still unconscious. She sighed with regret, feeling a sense of desolation.

"If there is an afterlife... no, there is no afterlife."

This may be the last time we see each other, the very last time ever.

Thinking of this, Da Niu Niang suddenly smiled. She seemed to have let go of the past, but her eyes were completely wet, reflecting the light of her tears.

"I hope that in your next life, and the life after that, you will meet someone who loves you even more, Red Dragon."

But... please don't forget me.

Li Fan's mother also saw her almost completely transparent hands, turned her head to look at Li Fan, and revealed a smile.

That smile, bathed in the morning light, was deeply imprinted in Li Fan's mind.

Xiao Fan, I really wish I could be your mother again in my next life and make up for everything I owe you.

But... it seems like there's no chance anymore.

But that's for the best. I hope you won't encounter an irresponsible mother like me in your next life.

The sun gradually rose, and its light grew stronger and stronger.

The black mist gradually thinned until finally, the body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of black smoke, which was quickly dispersed by the wind.

Along with it, all the eeriness of the village and the hearts of everyone present were blown away.

Chapter 122 Martha's Survival

"ended."

The sunlight shone on Wuyin's eyes, somewhat dazzling, so he squinted slightly.

Before me lay a dried-up pond, devoid of any signs of struggle, as if everything that had happened the previous night was merely a dream.

Li Fan, who was standing in front of Wuyin, seemed a little dazed, lost in thought.

Wuyin stepped forward and patted the somewhat dazed Li Fan, speaking softly.

"Stop thinking about it, get ready to go home and get some rest."

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