The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 173 It Turned Out to be a Vegetative
Qiao Yimo swung the ice blade, and this time the person he had to deal with was a writer, "That's all it takes? I want to see what other tricks you can do."

A net-like thing emerged from the ground, with lights shining on it, and it moved quickly towards the writer.

The writer held the Ghost Knife tightly, and when Qiao Yimo's ice blade slashed at him, he immediately blocked it with the Ghost Knife, and it really blocked it.

Qiao Yimo's face turned ugly immediately, and he turned to look at Fu Moshen.

Fu Moshen was still helping Qiao An resist the attack, so he probably wouldn't be able to help him in a while.

"Hahaha, you can't do it." The writer's confidence doubled, "You will die under my ghost knife."

Qiao Yimo's hands were not idle, and he drew the ice blade quickly. Even if the ghost knife could stop it, it still caused many wounds on the writer's body.

She said disdainfully, "The villain died from talking too much, haven't you heard of it? If I were you, I would shut your mouth."

The big formation has already moved to the writer's feet and started to net him up.

Qiao Yimo stopped swinging his blade and concentrated all his abilities on the formation, determined to trap the writer to death.

The writer was so frightened that he was about to go crazy, and desperately waved the ghost knife, "I want to write, I want to write all of you to death."

In this case, the plot doesn't matter, what matters is that he survives.

Under his use, the ghost knife actually started to become transparent.

Qiao Yimo's heart shuddered, "Oh no, this ghost knife must be integrated with the writer."

When Fu Moshen was about to rush over to help Qiao Yimo, the writer suddenly swung the ghost knife and yelled desperately, cutting through the net of the formation.

Qiao Yimo took a big step back, fell hard into Fu Moshen's arms, tilted his head and retched twice.

Fortunately, the injury was not serious, otherwise he might vomit blood.

Qiao Yimo looked at the writer angrily, "He is about to merge with that knife. Once he succeeds, we will be in trouble."

It's not that there is no way to deal with writers, but it takes too much effort to deal with them.

"It's okay, I'm here!" Fu Moshen blocked Qiao Yimo behind him, and added his power to the formation, but felt that the ghost power being swung was even stronger.

desire!

The writer's desire is at its peak.

It was also for this reason that Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo were unable to trap him completely.

"It's cleaned up." Zhou Nianci's voice came from behind.

She and Joan rushed over to help them, but they heard the writer laugh wildly, "You have nothing to do, right? You're going to die."

As soon as the writer's voice fell, he severely cut a gap in the array net.

Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen retreated at the same time, and it was too late.

This kind of shameless power is also very powerful.

The writer is still laughing, "I'm going to write, I'm going to have you guys just..."

so what?
At that moment, they were suddenly stunned for a moment.

Because when the writer was struggling to climb out of the formation net, the ghost knife held in his hand was easily taken away by Qiao Na.

It was really taken away!

Qiao Na was very rude in front of the writer, and put on a knife flower, "It's so light? You can write, can I write too?"

The writer finally came back to his senses, and yelled, "Give me back the ghost knife, you bitch..."

brush!Qiao Na wrote a "Be" on the writer's face, and the other side should not be finished.

The writer obviously didn't expect such a possibility, and he was stunned.

Qiao Na quickly wrote a sentence on the ground, and then found that there was no way to throw away the ghost knife.

She raised her head and smiled at Joan, "Brother, I miscalculated."

Joan looked at Jona in horror, "You, you are because..."

Qiao Na didn't answer, but looked at Zhou Nianci, "Please, take good care of my brother in the future, thank you."

The writer touched his bleeding face, then looked at Qiao Na again, "You, are you crazy?"

Qiao Na turned to look at the writer, "That's right, I should write another sentence. There is no way to throw this away. It shouldn't be a problem to write one more sentence or one less sentence."

So, she added another sentence on the ground, and it really took effect.

"Joanna, what did you write?" Joan had already been supported and walked over.

The power of the big formation is not as powerful as before because a big hole was cut by the ghost knife.

However, the writer did not escape either.

Jona looked at Joan gently, "Brother, you have to be well, you all need to be well."

"I'll watch over you!"

Then came the cry of the terrified writer.

He yelped, then disappeared.

Qiao Na shook the ghost knife in her hand again, but still couldn't drop it, and then disappeared with the ghost knife.

what does this mean?
Meaning Jonah... is dead?
Joan's body softened, and she knelt in front of the battle, "No, it's impossible, Joanna will be fine."

They did a lot, for what?Of course it was to save Jona.

If Jona disappeared in the end, wouldn't it be...

Qiao Yimo walked quickly to the array net. She couldn't see what Qiao Na wrote, but she could guess it.

Fu Moshen walked towards her, "She should have written down the words to let the author die, and then found that after using the ghost knife, there was no way to throw it away, so she simply wrote another sentence and disappeared with the ghost knife."

Qiao Yimo suddenly said, "Has it disappeared or died?"

If it disappears, there will be no life anymore.

But dead... there is still hope.

After Qiao An heard Qiao Yimo's guess, her pupils shrank heavily, "You guys, help me!"

"Okay!" Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo replied in unison.

They couldn't just let Jona go.

Qiao Yimo said to Zhou Nianci, "Take good care of him. If there is any news, I will let you know immediately."

When Zhou Nianci nodded his assurance, Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo disappeared above the ground.

Qiao An hugged Zhou Nianci, crying out of collapse.

Now I can only pin my hopes on Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo, hoping to have updated news as soon as possible.In the underworld, the busy Zhang Jin was dragged.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, I'm looking for it." Zhang Jin flipped through the roster of seductive souls, "There is no Jona, where is Jona?"

wrong!

"Where's the ghost Qiaona?" Gonggong was about to rip through the booklet, and turned to look elsewhere, "I won't go to Wuchang, right?"

He asked again, "Did Qiao Na have any regrets during her lifetime?"

This... It's a pity that you don't live with your family, right?

"Go to Black and White Impermanence." Qiao Yimo said without hesitation.

Fu Moshen is now completely listening to Qiao Yimo's arrangement, and turns around to leave.

Zhang Jin, who was regarded as a tool ghost, looked at their leaving figures and sighed leisurely, "I'm so pitiful."

(End of this chapter)