Billion Times Return: Send Out The Waste Pill And Return As Holy Pill!

Chapter 398 Footsteps In The Middle Of The Night, The Legend Of Evil Ghosts

In the middle of the night, a blood moon rose in the haze, hanging in the void.

In the villa, Huang Jiulong was sleeping soundly, when he heard something in the haze, he opened his eyes suddenly.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

It was the sound of footsteps gradually resounding.

"Is there someone in the corridor?" Huang Jiulong looked out the door.

It can be perceived that the corridor outside is clearly empty, how can there be the sound of footsteps?

Suspicious in his heart, he suddenly remembered an ancient legend, which was the legend of evil spirits. In the legend, in some remote and strange places, some evil spirits would come out every night...

"tread!"

Footsteps sounded again.

Pull Huang Jiulong's thoughts back.

"Hiss!" He shivered, completely out of sleepiness, tiptoed out of bed, opened the door a crack and looked.

At a glance, there is nothing outside at all, nothing!

"Strange" Huang Jiulong's scalp gradually became numb.

Just then, another footstep resounded.

"tread!"

The sound of these footsteps was especially heavy, and the footsteps were extremely hard.

Huang Jiulong's eyes were solemn, and he was about to investigate the reason, but suddenly noticed that the mural on the corridor had no face!

Looking around, the original facial features are soft, but the mural girl who lacks arms has no facial features!

"Hiss!" He gasped, his face paled in shock.

There will be no ghosts, right?

He glanced back at the empty room, fear growing in his heart.

A sense of helpless loneliness hits me.

"No, I have to find someone else to live with!"

"But I can't find Xiao Transparent. Only the Nether Lord is the strongest in the audience. I have to find him!"

Huang Jiulong pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage to open the door and rushed out.

The Nether Lord lives on the second floor, while he lives on the first floor.

Just after he left the door, he suddenly felt a movement in his heart.

"The footsteps, could it be from the second floor?"

He didn't dare to look at the murals on both sides, so he rushed to the second floor.

But when I came to the second floor, I found that there was no one in the corridor.

The corner of his mouth twitched violently, let go of his perception, and headed towards the third and fourth floors.

But it was soon discovered that there was no one in the corridors on the third, fourth, and fifth floors!

But at this moment, the silent footsteps sounded again.

"tread!"

The strength is equally heavy, like a giant.

Huang Jiulong trembled all over, suddenly sensed something, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

Suddenly, they met a face.

I saw an old woman in white at the end of the corridor, and there were crisp footsteps from time to time.

Huang Jiulong's face froze suddenly.

Because he discovered that the old woman's legs had no feet!

In other words, her legs are dangling!

But why, there is a trampling sound of the soles of the feet falling on the ground?

"hiss!"

Huang Jiulong's scalp was numb, and his heart jumped into his throat in an instant.

At this moment, a black hand suddenly appeared behind him, and with a "swish", it grabbed him.

"come over!"

boom!

The door closed, and this hand dragged Huang Jiulong into the next room.

Huang Jiulong rolled his eyes all of a sudden, thinking that he was caught by an evil spirit, his heart stopped beating suddenly.

But when he came back to his senses, he found that the person in front of him was not someone else, but the Nether Lord.

"What's going on?" He was terrified.

"Hush! Keep your voice down!"

Lord Nether frowned, and said nervously: "Oops, we fell into a trap!"

Huang Jiulong's eyebrows twitched, and he hurriedly said, "What's going on?"

The Nether Lord looked at the blood moon outside, his breath suddenly became rapid, and he said, "The ghost saint is dispatched!"

Ghost saint?

Huang Jiulong's heart skipped a beat.

"Who is that?"

"An ancient Saint from ancient times!" The Nether Holy Lord said solemnly, "This person has an extremely tyrannical physique. Fatian, relying on this physique to start a decisive battle with the Terminator, all ghosts came out of the cage that day, and fought with the Terminator for three days and three nights, but ended in failure. These are the records of some ancient books in my ghost Sacred Land. I thought he fell in that catastrophe, but I didn't expect that he didn't die!"

"It turns out that he faked his death!"

"It's not good, this person actually escaped by feigning death under the nose of the Terminator. It's really terrifying! It's even more terrifying than the ancestor of my ghost Sacred Land!"

"And this time, I'm afraid it's to intercept and kill the holy soldiers!"

Huang Jiulong's face changed drastically on the spot!

Ancient Power!

Ancient Power appeared!

suddenly!

The Nether Lord sensed something again, his eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly looked out the window!

"not good!"

"Not only ghost saints! There are other ancient Saints!"