At the same time, on a street some distance from the alley, an extended black sedan was parked here and rolled down the windows.

There is only one person inside the black sedan.

A person who was not sitting in the driver's seat, but in the back seat, leaning against the car window, looking at the old man in the distance.

Feeling the spiritual energy and spell power rising from afar, and then looking at the dragon soaring over the alley, a smile appeared on the old man's face.

It was a very unnatural smile as if the stiff ice cubes were forcibly twisted.

"Is the dragon from the Tuyumen family?"

The old man spoke an unexpectedly young voice.

"It's really nostalgic."

When the old man said such words, if he looked carefully, he would find that there were only abnormalities on his body.

The old man was dressed in a black narrow-sleeved suit and a kimono in a black outer jacket. He dressed up quite a sense of age. He held a crutch in his hand, his white hair was like feathers, and his face was neatly combed, but he wore a pair of sunglasses, giving people a feeling of confusion in the times. However, the pair of sunglasses showed not a dark color, but a red red like blood, which added endless wonder to this confused sense of the times.

In fact, the old man is indeed weird.

He looked very old, and could even be said to be like a dead person who had died of anger. His face was covered by sunglasses, but there was no expression on his face. He only had his lips like cold and mechanically moving and spitting out his voice.

However, the old man's voice was exactly the opposite of the expressionless expression like a dead man's mask. He was very young and full of emotions. He was like a living person relying on the body of an old man who was dying. The stranger it was, the stranger it was.

What's even more strange is that for some reason, there was a street around the black car where the old man was, which should have been full of people, but at this moment, the street seemed to be blocked, without any anger, showing a sense of desertedness.

This is because the old man unfolded the barrier and dispersed the abortion.

The old man is an Onmyoji.

Moreover, he is an Onmyoji that no one in the industry can ignore.

"Since Abe Harumaki, that dragon has been circulating in Tujimen's house, but this is the first time for those who can make the dragon's energy so high, except for Tujimen's nightlight. It is interesting and interesting. It seems that the reincarnation words are not entirely fictional."

The old man's stiff face tugged with an ugly smile, and he smiled while talking to himself.

"It seems that it is not unhelpful to come here to take a look. Just go there now..."

In a word, before I could finish my sentence, the old man's plan was stopped.

"It's just the first day of Yin-Yang School. Can't you help it?"

Such a voice suddenly broke into this barrier covered by the driving force, and it should not exist in the world of a second person.

"oh?"

The old man made an unexpected sound, but the smile on his face did not change. He slowly turned his head and looked to the side of the car window.

There, I don’t know when someone appeared.

It was a man leaning against a car and looking at the dragon in the distance.

The man was a giant man, nearly two meters tall, and his muscles were bulging one by one. Even in a suit, he could not hide his strength or his wildness.

He had blonde hair like a crown on his head, and under his hair was a face that looked small compared to his physique, with deep facial features and seemed to have Southern European bloodline.

His eyebrows were beautifully curved, his eyes narrowed into thin lines, and his towering nose and thick lips.

His suit gives him intellectuality, and mixes it with strong wildness, which gives people a shrewd feeling.

The man's standing posture gives people a sense of skillful and sophisticated refinement. Combined with his strong physique and kingly temperament, he looks like a leader of the mafia at first glance, making people feel extraordinary charm.

However, such a rough man looked into the distance with a surprisingly gentle look, while his firm face was unmoved and casual.

Looking at such a man, the old man let out an ugly laugh.

"Sure enough, you can't help it."

Just as I knew he would appear for a long time, the old man smiled happily.

Moreover, the old man also spoke unignorable words.

"After more than half a century, you are also missing the old man, the Ghost King."

The old man said this.

The man who was called the Ghost King was still unmoved, and just continued to look at the dragon soaring in the air, revealing a steady voice.

"It's just coming here to take a look, it's not considered missing." The Ghost King glanced at the old man and said, "But you, you appeared in front of him at this time, are you trying to destroy him?"

Speaking of this, the Ghost King exuded an aura that should not be despised.

It was a breath of miasma rather than a spiritual energy——ghost energy.

Although it was just a flash, if a third party felt that ghost aura, if it was felt here, it would definitely feel chills all over, the heart suddenly stopped, and even the blood stopped flowing, which was so horrible that it was endless.

But when you feel this ghostly aura, the old man's voice becomes more pleasant.

"I didn't want to destroy him." The old man opened his stiff mouth and smiled: "Since it is the reincarnation of the night light, it should be enough to bring fun to the bored old man. Before that person awakens, I will not do rough behavior that breaks his future."

Hearing this, the Ghost King didn't care.

after all...

"If it's really just like this, you won't quietly release your spiritual energy and let that person notice your existence." The Ghost King said coldly: "Didn't you just want him to come to you when you do this?"

"Gagaga..." The old man laughed and said while shaking his body: "It's nothing, it's just a little test. Since it's the reincarnation of the night light, at least it should be aware of this degree of (invisible) obscurity. If you can't notice this, I will be disappointed."

"......It's still the same as before, I just do things randomly and do things that make people feel troublesome." The Ghost King was silent for a while, then sighed, "Forget it, I'm just a passerby anyway."

After saying that, the Ghost King glanced at the dragon in the air again, then turned around and left here.

It was not until the Ghost King turned around that the sleeves of one of his hands fluttered away, and there was nothing inside.

The Ghost King who lacks one hand.

If someone saw this scene, he would definitely open his eyes and be frightened, right?

Because such characteristics are enough to make people know the true identity of this ghost king.

The old man watched the Ghost King leave and laughed even more happily.

"I clearly took the initiative to release my ghost energy to restrain me, but I actually said I was a passerby. You are really loyal, Boy Ibaraki."

The old man called out the one-armed Ghost King under such an old name, looked at the direction of the dragon, and his smile began to become weird.

"When you see you next time, I hope you can bring fun to me, the boy from Tuyu Sect."

After saying that, the car's window rolled up, and the car floated up strangely, drove forward, and finally disappeared on the street and disappeared.

Maybe even Luo Zhen didn't expect it?

The two spiritual energy I felt that hid in the dark, the so-called main dish, actually existed so much.

In the future, when Luo Zhen meets these two again, he will find out.
Chapter completed!