Chapter 1003: Not as Good as Conspiracy

"Is this a dead end..."

The overpass is neither E-2 nor E-3, and it is not subject to code restrictions;

We have reached a quarter of the way, we cannot retreat, we cannot advance;

That ghost has used darkness to erode the mind, and under the darkness, the power of life and death is in its hands...

It seems that this is really an unsolvable dead end.

Ji Li had stopped for so long that he couldn't tell the time but he knew that there were only a few minutes left before the agreed 9 p.m.

"Use Duan Yanyan, I know you have been carrying her just to use her in desperate situations."

The third personality sighed and used this back-up to break the situation before reaching E-2. He also felt regretful in his heart.

"Need not."

Ji Li suddenly gave a strong response after being silent for a long time. When he raised his head in the darkness, his eyes flashed with strange colors.

A dozen meters away, the flashlight shining coldly on the roof of the shed was still on, seeming to symbolize the end, the end of this road.

You don't need to use your eyes to see, there must be one of the eighty or so ghosts in front of you. It is looking at Ji Li from a distance with a ferocious and cunning look.

"hiss……"

The opera sword was unsheathed, like a gurgling stream, flowing on a dead bridge.

Song Yitong was shocked. She was the closest and heard it most clearly. This small sound was not loud, but it was enough to destroy all peace.

She didn't dare to speak, she just stretched out her hand and kept tugging on Ji Li's clothes.

"Song Yitong, turn on the lights."

This time, Ji Li had no taboos and spoke directly in the darkness without leaving any room.

Song Yitong, Duan Yanyan and Mo Lan immediately stiffened when they heard these five words. They had no time to delve into the fear that followed. They were just surprised and shocked.

Immediately afterwards, rustling sounds sounded from all directions, and some heavy breathing gathered together to form the drumbeat of an approaching storm.

More than eighty ghosts were awakened by a single word, and even the darkness that cut off everything could no longer stop their malicious gazes.

Song Yitong's face was pale. She didn't dare to turn on the light, but she naturally reached into her pocket and grabbed a flashlight.

She couldn't understand what Ji Li wanted to do, but she couldn't do nothing.

"Turn on the lights!"

Ji Li suddenly roared.

The beam of light suddenly lit up, and ghostly faces filled with greed, and pairs of ghostly hands grabbing at the living people, rushed over.

They surged and pushed, fearing not to be slowed down even a moment, like hungry wolves staring at a lamb.

Among the moving ghosts, Ji Li's eyes penetrated them and saw a different ghost.

That ghost was so ordinary that he was inconspicuous among the crowd of ghosts.

It doesn't have terrifying facial features, a scary temperament, and it doesn't have the ferocity of eating alive people. It even behaves a little timidly, shrinking behind all the ghosts and shrinking its head.

But there is deceit hidden in those pure black eyes, so bright under the light of the flashlight, like a hunting monster, there is no urgency, only peace.

The ghost tide is scrambling for the first place, and the thin one is strolling leisurely, hunched over and watching quietly behind.

Their eyes met, and Ji Li instantly determined its identity. With a fierce look on his face, he raised his sword and stabbed the glass at his feet!

boom……

First there was the muffled sound of the impact, then the buzzing of the sword, and the trembling of the glass.

Crunch…

It was as if the ice had been hit by a stone. At first, there were a small number of flower bones, but immediately there were signs of spreading, with curved marks blooming from this point.

And the weird things started from this little Hua Guduo.

As soon as the sword fell, the wave of ghosts that had been running ferociously just stopped suddenly, and the withered hand of one of the ghosts was frozen a few inches in front of Ji Li.

But it was not frozen, but it stopped on purpose because its five sharp nails were still trembling.

The center of the fragmentation was at Ji Li's feet, and it was still spreading, but he remained unmoved, as if he was ignoring it.

Duan Yanyan and Mo Lan on the other side were frightened, stunned by Ji Li's sudden action, and even more confused by the stopped ghosts.

Only Song Yitong finally came to her senses after a moment. She glanced at Ji Li in shock and muttered silently:

"Is he a threat?"

Ji Li didn't even look at the ghost hand that was so close. He took a step forward without any scruples and even knocked it away with his shoulder.

With this step, the opera sword in his hand hit the glass under his feet again, and he was ready to stab.

His eyes were always staring at the thin ghost behind the ghost tide, and the ghost was also staring at him.

But this time, its originally calm black eyes turned into hatred and anger.

Although it was hidden very deeply, the subconscious pause of its figure had exposed its fear.

It was afraid of Ji Li and the sword.

This is indeed a dead situation, and it has taken shape since entering.

But unfortunately, there was one missing link in the skinny ghost's plan, and that was that Ji Li was qualified to die with it.

There are only three minutes left before nine o'clock in the evening. Ji Li doesn't know what will happen when the time is up, but it will definitely be a disaster for people and ghosts.

Therefore, no matter what kind of scary ghost it is, it must be avoided.

This is also the reason why there are nearly a hundred ghosts gathered on the overpass. They are hiding here.

Under ordinary means, Ji Li really couldn't do anything about this dead end, but he had the right to "turn the table" at the right time and place.

The time of the big event approaching 9pm, the special geographical location of the overpass...

As long as Ji Li destroys this ten-story overpass with his sword, everyone and all ghosts will be exposed outside the academy.

It is true that the clerks will fall to their death, but in the remaining time, it is impossible for other ghosts to escape the upcoming big event.

Conspiracy is inferior to conspiracy.

Ji Li didn't plan anything. He just took this sword and moved forward step by step. No ghost dared to stop him.

This road becomes wider and brighter as we go.

The gentle breeze that came slowly blew away his hair, and also blew away the darkness that obscured people's eyes, and the moonlight that penetrated everywhere came to him again.

The ferocious ghosts, filled with fear and fear, consciously gave way, as if avoiding the god of plague.

Song Yitong, Duan Yanyan, and Mo Lan followed quietly. The slender back of the long-haired man in front stood like a mountain at this moment, making people dare to look up and marvel.

Ji Li raised his hand and swung his long hair from his front to his back, looked at the thin ghost calmly, and limped forward.

In the ghost's eyes, he saw a solemnity that was completely opposite to before, mixed with another unreadable emotion.

This ghost is special.

It is so ordinary and has no killing ability, but it can use everything around it to achieve killing goals.

This level of calculation ability was something Ji Li had never seen in his life. At the same time, he had another feeling and speculation about the entire Tiannan Drama Academy.

Where do the ghosts in the ghost academy come from? What are their identities?

At 20:58, it was quiet on the tenth floor of the E-2 building.

After all the hardships, Ji Li, Song Yitong, Duan Yanyan and Mo Lan finally arrived at the place where they should have arrived.

This is the last special location and the origin of tonight's action.

When the four of them set foot here, a slender black figure was standing in the corridor on the tenth floor of E-2, with his back to them, as if he had been waiting for a long time.