67: The human-faced ghost appears!

Before a dressing table carved from excellent huanghuali wood, a graceful figure with a charming posture sat.

The woman wore a light pink veil, and her long, dark hair, like a spring, cascaded over her snow-white shoulders.

Her hands, fair as jade, moved back and forth across her face and the dressing table, seemingly primping herself.

Just then, the room's large door was violently pushed open from the outside.

Standing at the doorway was a burly man dressed in a yellow mink fur coat.

This strong man was the owner of this mansion, the Black Tiger Gang Leader, a martial artist at the Major Achievement of the Bone Refinement Realm.

At this moment, the Black Tiger Gang Leader's face was flushed, and he looked intoxicated, swaying slightly as he walked.

As soon as he entered, he took a deep breath of the rich fragrance in the air, then walked directly towards the graceful figure at the dressing table.

"Hehe!"

"Little lady, this Gang Leader is back. Come, let this Gang Leader pamper you well."

"Little lady truly lives up to her reputation as the courtesan queen of Fangyue Pavilion; these past few days, she has utterly captivated this Gang Leader."

"That's why, as soon as this Gang Leader finished his business, he rushed back to the mansion, all because he was thinking of you, little lady."

As the Black Tiger Gang Leader's body drew closer to the graceful figure at the dressing table, the lust in his heart grew stronger.

This beauty, who had captivated him day and night, was forcibly abducted by him from Fangyue Pavilion last week.

What nonsense about selling art but not one's body!

To him, that statement was utter rubbish.

So, he shamelessly took this beauty from Fangyue Pavilion, leaving behind a few thousand taels of silver for the pavilion.

Nothing more, simply because he was not only the Black Tiger Gang Leader but also the Dengfeng County Magistrate's cousin.

Even the hidden master of Fangyue Pavilion had to swallow their anger, obediently accept the few thousand taels of silver, and let him do as he pleased.

Before long, the Black Tiger Gang Leader extended his rough, large hand and placed it on her snow-white shoulder.

Feeling the wonderful sensation on his hand, the Black Tiger Gang Leader's breathing instantly quickened, and he exhaled hot air in large gasps.

"Beauty, why aren't you speaking today?"

"Are you still angry that I hurt you last night?"

The Black Tiger Gang Leader suddenly felt an inexplicable chill emanating from his hand, which sobered him up a bit.

"Hmm? It's so cold. Beauty, have you caught a chill?"

Just as the Black Tiger Gang Leader was wondering, the graceful figure turned her head.

"You!"

The moment the Black Tiger Gang Leader saw her face, his mind went blank, and a spine-chilling sensation spread throughout his body.

On that graceful and charming body, there was actually a man's face, and it was a face covered in a beard.

And this face was the Black Tiger Gang Leader's most familiar one—it was Liu Yiwai, who had died a few days ago.

Especially Liu Yiwai's face, which wore an eerie smile.

"You goddamned!"

"Ghost..."

The Black Tiger Gang Leader's drunkenness completely vanished at this point; the fear in his heart surged like a tide, making him feel as if his entire world was collapsing.

Just then, the Black Tiger Gang Leader found that his body was unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as Liu Yiwai's face continuously enlarged and approached him in his pupils.

"Old Zhao, the Yin energy is over there!"

Three figures emerged from the darkness, seemingly sensing something, and rushed towards a certain direction.

These three were Zhao Sheng and his companions; they stayed up late, squatting near the deceased victims, just waiting for the Human-Faced Wraith to appear.

And the direction Zhao Sheng and his companions were heading was precisely where the Black Tiger Gang Leader's mansion was located.

The three figures of Zhao Sheng ran quickly through the streets, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the main gate of the Black Tiger Gang Leader's mansion.

Without thinking much, the three of them went straight ahead and violently broke open the gate.

The sturdy gate was instantly blown away like paper, and the scene inside the mansion was revealed one by one before Zhao Sheng and the other two.

"Damn it, we're still too late."

Inside the mansion, body after body lay on the ground, motionless, like corpses.

What was even more chilling was that their faces were all bloody, and without the skin covering them, they all wore eerie smiles looking up at the sky.

"Old Zhao, over there!"

Zhao Sheng looked up and saw a person appearing deep within the mansion.

And when Zhao Sheng saw that person's face, he immediately felt unwell, his stomach churning, finding it somewhat hard to accept.

A dark-skinned, burly man stood there, but his face was that of a charming woman, also with a strange smile.

Zhao Sheng suppressed his discomfort and said to the two beside him:

"Hurry and chase!"

"It must not be allowed to escape!"

As soon as his words fell, Zhao Sheng and the other two erupted with all their vital energy, white steam rising from their heads, soaring straight into the sky.

And the moment these three terrifying bursts of vital energy erupted, the burly man who had been standing foolishly finally reacted, the strange smile on his face becoming even more pronounced than before.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Sheng charged at the forefront, holding a large saber in his hand.

The saber's blade was enveloped by Zhao Sheng's powerful vital energy, and he brought it down vertically towards the strange burly man's face, as if to cleave him in half.

And just as Zhao Sheng expected, the strange burly man was instantly cut in half by his saber, the vital energy from the blade furiously invading the strange burly man's body.

Sizzle!

The two halves of the strange burly man's body fell to the ground, twisting wildly, and continuously emitting white smoke visible to the naked eye.

The two halves of the body seemed to be burning from something.

Immediately after, two flashes of cold light appeared, striking the two halves of the body on the ground again—these were the attacks from Qian Hao and Li Daren.

"Is it dead?"

Zhao Sheng gripped his saber tightly, staring intently at the strange burly man, who had been cut into many pieces on the ground.

In an instant, Zhao Sheng and the other two seemed to sense something, and hurriedly circulated their vital energy again, looking behind them.

They saw that the corpses that had been lying on the ground had now all stood up.

The faceless corpses now all wore chilling smiles.

A blurry white-robed shadow appeared, standing behind these dead bodies.

It had no facial features, but its mouth curved into a terrifying smile.

However, in the next second, the blurry white-robed shadow transformed into a white streak and fled into the distance.

"Old Zhao, hurry and chase!"

"The Human-Faced Wraith wants to stop us, don't let it escape."

"Li and I will deal with these things!"

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Sheng did not hesitate in the slightest, directly leaping onto the rooftop and chasing after the white streak.

"Hmm?"

"What powerful vital energy!"

"It's a martial artist of the Blood Refinement Realm!"

Lu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes; he sensed a martial artist of the Blood Refinement Realm sweeping over the Shen Mansion.

Moreover, this martial artist of the Blood Refinement Realm was wantonly unleashing his terrifying vital energy, showing no intention of concealing it.

In a moment, Lu Xuan had already arrived at the door.

Then Lu Xuan quickly opened the door, leaped up, and chased after the Blood Refinement Realm martial artist.