Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

Chapter 672 670: The Woman He Will Never Forget

Fairy Yunxia knew very well that she was not trying to become a third party.

If Mo Lin could really pull out the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword, then she would spare no effort to kill Mo Lin.

She had to make sure that anyone who could pull out the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword would die.

A meddling dead woman appeared before her, making Fairy Yunxia angry.

Fairy Yunxia drew the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword and charged directly at Huang Qi.

Huang Qi was also unyielding, rushing toward Fairy Yunxia.

"Boom..."

Just like meteors colliding in the sky.

Huang Qi was fighting with Fairy Yunxia.

Although Fairy Yunxia had the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword, she didn't have the upper hand against Huang Qi.

"If this were on Immortal Island, you would be defeated by me in no time," Huang Qi snorted coldly.

She had gone through great pains to leave Immortal Island, and she couldn't unleash all her powers here.

Yet, even without her full strength, dealing with Fairy Yunxia was not a problem.

Fairy Yunxia could only rely on the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword to barely hold on in front of Huang Qi.

The two fought for a full thirty minutes.

Fairy Yunxia remained in a defensive position the entire time.

Finally... Fairy Yunxia decided to give up on killing Mo Lin.

Unable to defeat Huang Qi, staying here was just a waste of time, so she chose to leave and find another opportunity to kill Mo Lin.

Fairy Yunxia left, and Huang Qi did not stop her.

She could overpower Fairy Yunxia in terms of strength, but she couldn't kill her.

Fairy Yunxia left for the same reason.

Wang Cheng was so nervous he could have shaken like a sieve.

There weren't many who could overpower Fairy Yunxia.

After driving Fairy Yunxia away, Huang Qi approached Mo Lin, putting on the demeanor of a demure woman.

"Husband.. marry me."

That sentence directly stunned Mo Lin.

Huang Qi didn't really want to be so blunt, but time was running out for her.

She couldn't slowly cultivate feelings with Mo Lin anymore.

"I know you and Cui Xinyun have feelings for each other, but you are not suitable.

I am the most suitable wife for you."

Huang Qi was indeed good.

But Mo Lin couldn't choose her just because she was good.

Yun Xue'xue was also very nice to Mo Lin, and Luo Xiaoxiao treated Mo Lin well too.

If anyone proposed the same thing, would Mo Lin agree to it?

That's simply not possible.

Of course, Yun Xue'xue and Luo Xiaoxiao were purely friends.

Moreover, in Mo Lin's memory, today was the second time he met Huang Qi.

Huang Qi had previously claimed that she met Mo Lin on Immortal Island, but Mo Lin no longer had any memories of Immortal Island.

"Never mind, I won't force you.

I just wanted to express my own feelings to you, that's all.

I'm here to say goodbye, I have to return to Immortal Island, and I won't be able to come out for at least half a year. After I finish my matters, I'll come find you again," Huang Qi said to Mo Lin slowly.

And so the matter concluded.

Huang Qi had other ways to return to the East District but was not convenient to take Mo Lin with her, so she left on her own.

At night.

Mo Lin lay on the straw resting, with Xu Qiaoqiao's voice coming to his ears.

"The Purple and Blue Treasure Sword will definitely be drawn by you."

"And then?" Mo Lin asked coldly with his eyes closed.

Mo Lin would never consider things that haven't happened.

After spending time with Xu Qiaoqiao, Mo Lin already had an answer in his heart.

This Xu Qiaoqiao definitely had the ability to foresee the future.

He didn't know if it was some Immortal Technique or something else.

Previously Mo Lin was unsure, but now he could almost confirm it.

She definitely knew what would happen in the future.

But whether the impending events could be changed was unclear.

"Then something sensational will happen in the South District.

A lot of people will die by then."

Xu Qiaoqiao said slowly to Mo Lin: "I am staying by your side just to witness a historical moment."

"Oh," Mo Lin replied perfunctorily and then turned over to continue sleeping.

The next night.

Mo Lin put on a worn-out piece of clothing and joined the crowd heading to the East District.

Wearing shabby clothing was Mo Lin's way to make himself less conspicuous.

As for Xu Qiaoqiao, she was still dressed glamourously, with an air of who dares to touch me.

Wang Cheng led the way at the front, walking for about ten minutes to a small path.

Directly ahead was a boundary barrier.

The barrier shimmered with seven-colored light, just like a giant cover that enveloped the entire East District.

Mo Lin touched the barrier with his hand.

An unfathomable power surged forth.

Mo Lin immediately understood that he couldn't break through this barrier.

Wang Cheng made no moves, standing there with the people.

After waiting for a few hours.

A white figure emerged from the barrier.

"These people?" the man pointed at Mo Lin and the others, asking Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng nodded, "Yes."

The white-clad man raised his right hand, seemingly holding a token-like object that flew up, emitting a golden light that enveloped Mo Lin and those with him.

"Go," the white-clad man instructed.

Thus, Mo Lin and the others walked into the barrier, successfully entering the East District.

Upon entering the East District, the atmosphere changed instantly.

The cold, biting wind howled in the air.

The air was filled with a strange feeling.

Even the breath here carried the taste of Ghost Qi.

"Sir Xu, where are you going?" The white-clad man seemed to recognize Xu Qiaoqiao, greeting her respectfully.

"Don't worry about me."

With these words, Xu Qiaoqiao waved to Mo Lin and said, "I'm going to meet some old acquaintances."

Then Xu Qiaoqiao left.

The white-clad man came to Mo Lin's side, touched his arm with his hand, and said, "You should hurry and leave, don't linger."

Mo Lin nodded, turned, and left directly.

As for what others were arranged to do, Mo Lin had no control over it.

He couldn't manage it.

Mo Lin quickly confirmed his position.

He was at the border of the East District.

The dark street was empty.

Only the chilly wind blew.

"What nonsense Goddess, that person is Xin Ziruo, a vile woman who betrayed the East District."

A stream of cursing roared.

"I was from Great Spirit Mountain back then, I know all about Xin Ziruo.

If it wasn't for her conspiring with the Yellow Springs Ghost to harm Mo Lin,

Mo Lin wouldn't be in a life-and-death situation."

Looking in the direction of the voice, the person cursing was a one-armed man.

This man walked unsteadily, with a severed left arm and seemingly a limp right leg.

"It's hopeless... the East District is beyond hope, us ordinary people have no way out."

The man raised his head and shouted loudly, "There won't be a second Mo Lin, no one will save us anymore."

The man's words implied that Mo Lin was seen as a savior.

But Mo Lin himself knew he never seemed to have had such behavior.

Why was he seen as a savior?

Because fundamentally, Mo Lin was not a naive good person.

In this harsh environment, naive good people wouldn't survive another day.

As he spoke, the man walked into a large courtyard.

This yard seemed to be a place for housing vagrants.

Mo Lin also walked into the courtyard.

In the yard stood a statue.

The moment he saw the statue, Mo Lin's pupils narrowed sharply.

A terrifying killing intent surged instantly.

This statue was Mo Lin's arch-enemy.

Xin Ziruo.

A woman Mo Lin would never forget as long as he lived.

The enmity between Mo Lin and Xin Ziruo was too deep.

So deep that seeing Xin Ziruo's statue made Mo Lin want to destroy it.