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The woman fell to the ground, probably injured, shaking her shoulders and crying, so pitiful.

"Thank you for saving me." There was no light in the yard, and the light was a little dim. The woman struggled several times but was unable to stand up.

Pei Di and Li Wenhe didn't move. One thought that if the boss didn't let him help, he would definitely not help; the other was cautious and worried about fraud.

A few seconds later, Ming Zhuo saw that the woman was too pitiful, so she went up to give her a hand and pulled her up from the ground.

The woman said gratefully, "Thank you—"

"No thanks." Ming Zhuo said with a smile, turned the mahogany sword inserted into the woman's belly, and then kicked her away.

All these changes happened too fast. Before the woman's long nails could be transformed, she was hit hard and changed her appearance in an instant.

It was a red-clothed ghost, with a dark complexion and full of resentment, where he looked weak, pitiful and helpless just now.

The female ghost said unwillingly, "How did you find out?"

"Because I'm powerful, what else could be the reason?" Ming Zhuo attacked while talking, and directly stabbed the female ghost to ashes with a sword.

It was the first time that Pei Di saw the evil spirit so straightforwardly. He leaned closer to Li Wenhe, "Fortunately, the boss is very powerful."

The arm held by the fingers was cool, and the icy cold couldn't be blocked by the clothes.

"Are Li Wen and you cold?" He asked, just about to turn his head to look over, but suddenly realized something was wrong!

Li Wenhe was standing obliquely in front of him, so who was beside him?
He tried not to turn his head to look at the people around him, and ran forward, "Boss! Help!"

Li Wenhe had a strange look on his face, seeing him rushing over, he couldn't help but hide to the side.

Pei Di felt something blowing on his left shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw a bloody grimace.

Pei Di: "!!!"

He almost acted like he died on the spot, only then did he realize that he didn't let go and dragged that ghost over!

Seeing that he had reacted, the ghost smiled strangely. Pei Di felt bad, and immediately took out the willow branch in his pocket, which he picked casually in the yard just now, and took it preemptively.

The ghost probably didn't expect this person to dare to attack at all, and was stunned by that blow, Pei Di also took the opportunity to break away from the opponent and ran to Ming Zhuo's side.

Li Wenhe also hid beside Ming Zhuo with a look of vigilance.

Under the eaves, in the house, and on the steps, ghosts appeared one after another at unknown times, and surrounded the three of them from all directions.

Ming Zhuo broke two willow branches from the willow tree in the yard, and handed them a handful of talismans.

"Go ahead and kill them."

Li Wenhe was taken aback, "What about you?"

"Of course I'm going to find the big boss!" Ming Zhuo said, making a path without stopping, and rushed directly to the second floor.

Seeing her coming up, the old man in Tang suit turned pale, "You still dare to come up? Today you and the following two will die here!"

While speaking, Ming Zhuo unexpectedly picked up the porcelain on the Bogu shelf and threw it at him.

The old man in Tang suit dodged the blow and was furious, "Presumptuous! Do you know who I am?"

"I know, old acquaintance, I'm defeated." Ming Zhuo didn't stop, picked up porcelain and threw it at it, and quickly emptied the entire Bogu shelf.

She clapped her hands, then suddenly turned around and flew up and kicked twice, two flower pots placed on the shelf smashed one after the other.

The old man in Tang suit dodged the first one, but failed to dodge the second one. When he was hit in the chest, his blood surged and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

It was the first time he saw such a fierce fight, so he dared to talk nonsense, he hurriedly grabbed the soul-calling banner and directed all the ghosts to attack Mingzhuo.

Ming Zhuo clicked his tongue, he couldn't fight with physical attacks, so he changed to magic attacks.

She smiled, "It's been said that my subordinates are defeated, how dare you let the evil spirits come out to seek death."

Ming Zhuo sacrificed the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, and the evil ghosts in the room were killed and fled.

The old man in Tang suit really vomited blood this time, he looked at Ming Zhuo in disbelief, the hand holding the soul-calling banner was almost shaking, "Who the hell are you?"

He suddenly felt something was wrong, he seemed to have heard somewhere that such an expert was born out of the Xuanmen...

Could it be the stinky girl in front of her?

The old man in Tang suit didn't dare to be careless anymore, he bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood on the scroll, and then desperately chanted spells to move the scroll.

A black shadow gradually condensed in front of him, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply due to the overcast air, which was bitingly cold.

That black shadow could be seen to be in the shape of a human being, and his eyes were faintly glowing with a fierce red light. This is not only a fierce spirit, but also a spirit with a hundred years of cultivation!

Ming Zhuo was really shocked, the little old man is very good.

The old man in Tang suit thought she was scared, so he sneered, "It's still too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy, I can make your death decent."

He could see that this woman had no magic weapon, and the mahogany sword in her hand was still a toy sword.

Not at all to be afraid of.

"Decent your father!" Ming Zhuo threw out the mahogany sword, and the blade grew in the air, sharply stabbing at the evil spirit.

She had nothing to do yesterday, so she simply modified the mahogany sword.

Mahogany is originally a thing of the most yang, which specializes in overcoming yin and evil. Under her transformation, the effect is doubled, and she fought fiercely with the evil spirit.

While making formulas and chanting mantras to help Taomujian deal with the evil spirits, she threw herself at the old man in the Tang suit, unexpectedly kicking her in the chest.

The old man in Tang suit vomited blood and rolled to the ground, and swept the soul-calling banner in his hand towards Ming Zhuo.

He was completely aroused to kill, and he wanted the other party to die well!

The soul-calling banner is full of the most insidious resentment, if a practitioner gets it, it will affect the Dao Heart and fall into an illusion, and if it is serious, the cultivation base will drop several realms.

Ming Zhuo didn't dodge, the little old man was already at the end of his strength, and he didn't have much strength in his hand, so she raised her hand and grabbed the soul-calling banner.

"Hahaha, you're dead! You're dead!" The old man in Tang suit laughed a few times, and suddenly realized something was wrong, why didn't she respond!

Ming Zhuo: "You are dead, your whole family is dead!"

This thing is dark and cold, and it is really evil.

With a little effort, she snatched the soul-calling banner from the opponent's hand, and with a wave of a roll, the attacking evil spirit was drawn into it.

The eyes of the old man in Tang suit are about to burst!He knows, this woman is trying to steal his magic weapon!

He desperately grabbed the soul-calling flag in his hand.

"Are you going to let it go?"

"Don't let go?"

Ming Zhuo kicked the old man mercilessly, and soon he kicked the old man to the ground, dying.

When Pei Di and Li Wenhe rushed up, they saw this scene, which was completely one-sided abuse.

The little old man was beaten so much that he breathed out more than he breathed in, and he still held on to the corner of the summoning banner and refused to let go.

"This is?" Li Wenhe collected himself and asked aloud.

"Oh, it's just an experiment." Ming Zhuo quickly retracted the foot that was stepping on the chest of the old man in Tang suit, and quickly added, "I am in self-defense!"

She was just curious, why this old man can drive the soul-calling banner, and he can't be backlashed in a state of residual blood.

The other party refused to let go, so she simply directed the mahogany sword and quickly pierced the soul-calling banner.

"Since you like it so much, I'll keep that small piece of cloth for you as a souvenir."