Chapter 3911 - 3911: That Clothing Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations “Arghhhhhh!!!” The shrill screams spread out with roaring hatred. Maybe they sensed something, after they heard those screams turn into smoke, those ghosts who were hesitant to step forward roared and floated forward to wrap themselves around Feng Jiu. The wisps of ghosts floated out like black smoke and came towards her. The powerful yin energy surrounded her whole body and she couldn’t see anything else in the darkness. Feng Jiu immediately mobilised the breath in her body, Blue Edge struck out from her hand in the darkness and struck the surroundings with a roar of flames. She drew an arc around her separating and expelling the ghosts that were surrounding her. In her dazzling red dress, her beautiful face with a touch of captivating coldness stared at the ghosts around her with sharp coercive eyes and she curled her lips and sneered: “You were no match for me when you were alive, you are no match for me in death!” Blue Edge in her hand engulfed by flames swiped out in front of her as she raised it and pointed diagonally at the ground. She raised her chin slightly and looked down at the ghosts in a domineering and majestic manner, like a Ruler and said in a sharp and captivating voice: “Throughout this journey, I, Feng Jiu, have never regretted killing anyone! If you died by my sword, then you deserved it! If your spirit still lingers, I don’t mind sending you on your way again!” Her voice containing the coercion and breath of a strong person spread through the air with a strong spirit energy. Her voice was filled with frankness and her eyes were fearless. Her breath was so powerful that ghosts around her were so shocked that they didn’t dare to step forward. They hovered around, thinking of leaving but unwilling to leave at the same time. Feng Jiu glanced coldly and held the sword pointed at the ground in her hand. She walked forward step by step. In front of her, the faint wisps of ghosts made way for her to pass due to her powerful breath and terrifying pressure. As Feng Jiu walked forward, she saw that the darkness in front of her gradually dissipated. The surrounding ghosts also disappeared and the forest appeared in front of her again. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she could see the sun and birds chirping on the branches. Her eyes narrowed and she stopped. She looked at the sun above her head and thought about the ghosts from before. Along the way, countless people had died at her hands. Her hands were stained with blood, but in her heart, she believed that those people had all deserved to die! She had a clear conscience! “Ah Jiu.” In the midst of the sunshine, a gentle voice drifted over. The familiar voice startled her slightly and a look of astonishment appeared on her face. Her whole body froze on the spot. On the tree beside her, a white robe hung down and fluttered gently in the wind. As she looked at the white clothing hanging from the tree, her heart suddenly shook and she looked up instinctively. She saw a handsome man in white clothes sitting on a branch of the tree. His picturesque features and smiling black eyes looked at her tenderly. “Ah Jiu.” The voice called out again, just as it did before, with his unique warmth and breath. “MO Chen… Feng Jiu stared at him blankly. Those familiar eyebrows, that familiar smile, and that familiar expression. He looked so real, just like he was when she first met him..