Chapter 295: You Have a Death Wish
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Heaven and Earth Flying Fire Token, break!” Yao Qingyi swept his finger across the peach wood sword in his hand. A flame shot out and instantly burned the smoke.
“All, ah, ah!” An ear-piercing scream exploded in the air. The black fog seemed to be alive and instantly condensed into a ball. It actually transformed into a terrifying ghost face with a green face and fangs. The female ghost died with her eyes wide open. Her eyeballs almost exploded from her eye sockets. Her sharp mouth and fangs swept across every disciple except Yao Qingyi.
“Hold your breath, don’t breathe in the evil aura!” Yao Qingyi said, but it was too late.
The other disciples of the Imperial Preceptor’s residence had all inhaled the evil aura. Their faces were as dark as the dead, and their expressions were distorted and sinister. Their sinister gazes locked onto Yao Qingyi at the same time.
These disciples didn’t even give Yao Qingyi a chance to speak. They flew over at the same time.
“Retreat!” Yao Qingyi held the peach wood sword in his hand, but he didn’t dare to release the charm and really injure these disciples. “All of you, pull yourselves together and wake up!”
However, these disciples didn’t feel the pain at all. They allowed the peach wood sword to hit their bodies, but they still twisted their bodies angrily and pounced on Yao Qingyi crazily.
“No, don’t hurt me!” At this moment, a woman in a red dress rushed out of an alley at the side. In the end, she was pounced on by a disciple.
“Get lost!” Yao Qingyi kicked the disciple away and pulled the woman along as she ran forward.
“Senior Brother, Senior Brother! Senior Brother ah ah ah ah—!” The disciples behind him called out to Yao Qingyi crazily. At first, their normal voices gradually distorted, until they became the wails of wild beasts.
Yao Qingyi didn’t have time to turn around. He could only hear the sound of bones breaking and colliding in the air. Even the figures of the disciples behind him became distorted.
Yao Qingyi’s back was completely drenched in cold sweat. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. He ran forward for an unknown period of time before he finally couldn’t hear the screams of the disciples behind him.
“Wuwuwu, thank you, Young Master. If not for you, 1 would have been killed by those evil spirits.” The woman’s voice was melodious and pitiful.
Still in shock, Yao Qingyi turned around and looked behind her. After confirming that it was safe, he said, “There are evil spirits in the capital. The Imperial Preceptor’s residence has ordered everyone not to go out after sunset. Anyone who does has a death wish!”
“Boohoo, 1 don’t know why 1 appeared in the alley either,” the woman said, almost burying her head in her arms.
At first, Yao Qingyi didn’t think anything was wrong until he realized that this woman didn’t have a shadow.
Not only that, but her neck was drooping longer and longer, and her head was almost completely in her arms.
Yao Qingyi was shocked. He raised her hand and slashed at the woman with the peach wood sword.
“Ah! Why did Young Master hurt me?” The woman sat on the ground and looked up at Yao Qingyi helplessly.
Yao Qingyi took a closer look. The woman was beautiful, and her tear-stained appearance was really touching. Her shadow had also landed on the ground.
It was as if what he had just seen was just his imagination.
“I’m sorry, I thought you were an evil spirit too.” Yao Qingyi said as he reached out to grab the woman’s hand.
“Young Master, are you talking about evil spirits? Do they look like this?” The woman looked up at Yao Qingyi and smiled.
Large amounts of black blood gushed out of her seven orifices, reflecting the twisted and ferocious smile on her face. The shadow behind her disappeared again.
This time, Yao Qingyi was sure that he wasn’t hallucinating..
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