A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 42

Behind Big Tengu, there was a white-haired woman wearing a snow-white kimono, her body floating, and snowflakes flying around her, like the legendary Snow Girl.

The bald officer sat on the ground with trembling legs.

"Big Tengu, Snow Maiden. I'm afraid of the place, this is the birth of a great demon ... Could it be the place where the Legendary Demon Snake is." The bald officer was horrified.

"You mean, the Serpent Demon Queen?."

"You're right next to me, don't go." Arman pulled Salsa, his protective suit was fitted, and wherever they went, the ghosts retreated, and they retreated a little slower, and they would become limp. Burn it directly to ashes.

"This yellow spell paper can keep them away from us."

"The masculine power of sanctification is indeed a mortal enemy. No wonder so many people wanted to use a direct fight against the ghosts." Dinda silently looked and guessed what kind of spell it was on time.

The bridge girl and the man with the harp in the back, one attractive, the other was a phonological power attack, and the big tengu not only had strength and speed, but was also proficient in the power of the curse system.

Akbar only watched their fights.

In the well, there was a high level of magical power gushing out, and the horror of horror was endless, just like the waves, which gave the ghosts a huge blessing. Even if killed, it would continue to regenerate from their negative and tumultuous energies.

The bridal island is full of ghostly creatures, before long, Akbar finds another group fighting against ghosts.

Booms!

"Burn! Burn them all!."

"Run!!." shouted one of the group members.

In the village position, terrifying flames shot up into the sky like a volcanic eruption, instantly turning the sky black. It was still day, but it seemed night.

In the current ancient well, a figure slowly appeared. They all clearly saw that the white shadow coming out from the ancient well was a woman with a silver scarf and eyes like moonlight.

Akbar felt a familiar aura from the woman. The tattoo in his hand was hot, but Akbar's gaze was fixed on the girl.

In the woman's hand, she held a knife. The handle and sheath were black, in stark contrast to his white clothes.

The woman looked indifferent and looked at the zither man who was fighting with four other supernatural beings, as if seeing a man die.

"The woman, will it fight the lute man?." Dinda was a little worried.

Suddenly, the blade on the arm of the silver-white haired woman moved slightly, Akbar only saw the flash of the blade, and with his vision, he did not see the trajectory of the blade, he did not see the trajectory of the blade, but feel that the blade light like a crescent moon is reflected in the eyelids.

The harp man, who was invincible like a phoenix in one second, flew backwards.

They run by sharing a group.

There was only Arman by Akbar's side, still at sea, but suddenly there was a figure in front of him. It was a newly born magical creature.

"Dinda and Salsa are missing!?."

"It's okay, they're safe" Akbar said.

Akbar was still staring at the woman who still looked like Xiayu. He had long silver hair, a white shirt, and a dark ink knife on his arm. There were no emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

The girl disappeared and stood in front of Akbar, "You ...."

"Are you still with me? Wouldn't it be better to leave Earth early? What are you after?." Akbar quietly groaned and prepared to flee again.

Akbar but suddenly heard the woman speak.

“Marry me, don't kill you.” The woman looked at Akbar and said solemnly.

"What?!." Arman.

Pile up!!

Akbar and Arman fell in the sand of the beach.

Married ?!

Although women look very beautiful and have a strange charm that humans do not have, Akbar is a more traditional human being, and his love across races is still unacceptable.

"We and you, don't seem to be creatures of the same race?." Arman said cautiously, afraid to refuse directly, for fear of anger.