C14 Left-hand near Licheng

"Kill it! Senior Bai Yu, you're not joking! How can I do that! " Ch'iao Lang looked at Bai Yu in surprise, clearly not quite understanding her words.

Shouldn't Bai Yu do this herself? How could he have done it!

"If you can't do it, what are you going to use to protect your sister? How do you avenge your family? Or could it be that you have already let go of your hatred and are prepared to live your life like this? " Bai Yu asked.

"No," he denied, shaking his head.

"If that's not the case, then kill this fellow in front of us! The road that you will take next is even more treacherous than now! " Bai Yu's voice was filled with an irresistible dignity.

He did not dare to say anything else. In his hesitation, he took out the knife on his waist and held it up in front of the ghost head.

Just then, a hand reached out from behind him and rested on his shoulder.

"Those things can't kill it!" A slightly aged voice rang out.

Bai Yu and Ch'i'ien Lang were startled at the same time. They looked towards the source of the voice. It was a man wearing a dog mask with a turban on his head. He wore a sky-blue robe with a pattern of water ripples on it.

Judging from the elderly voice, this person was at least over a hundred years old. Even though he was old, his body was exceptionally straight, and he looked extremely lively.

What made Bai Yu surprised was that he didn't sense the old man's approach in the slightest.

If the other party was going to harm him, he would have already been hit.

However, it was also possible that the other party did not have any intention of killing him, which was why he had quietly approached him.

Just as Bai Yu was sighing with emotion, Bai Yu suddenly remembered the identity of this old man. This was the person that Yan Long was looking for, Lin Long.

[Scale Taki]: A cultivator of the Breath of Water, who is also a cultivator of the Ghost Hunters. He is a disciple of Fujiwara.]

"Then how can I kill it?" "What's the matter?" Ch'i-ch'ien Lang asked, shocked.

"Don't ask anyone else, can't you think about it with your own mind?" Lin Long answered for the second time.

After speaking, Lin Long looked at Bai Yu for the first time, and Bai Yu revealed a faint smile to show his respect.

Then, he started to ponder over the matter. In the end, he found a large rock to hold on to. However, when it was time for him to make a move, he hesitated.

"Ah, the child is no good — too considerate to make a decision. Even in the face of {Ghost}, the gentle smell has not dissipated, and even has sympathy for {Ghost}. "Brave one, is this the child you found?"

Lin Long couldn't help but mutter in his heart as he watched Lin Huang's performance for the second time.

Bai Yu quietly watched from the side, not saying anything more. Now that the real life mentor of Ch'i-chiro had appeared, there was no need for Bai Yu to make a fool of himself.

As time passed, the unconscious ghost gradually woke up.

"You!" I'm going to kill you! I'll eat you up! Come here ~ Hey! I don't have any way to get over there, so get over here right now, hey! " The head of the demon, nailed to the trunk by the axe, waved its two hands on its head and shouted at the hesitant Cinderpelt.

Just at this moment, the sun gradually rose, and the sun quickly shone through the sky.

The ghost that was hit by the sunlight immediately began to burn and dissipate bit by bit. It even let out a painful howl. In the end, the ghost head completely dissipated in front of Yan Zhilang.