The celestial master in white has refined ghosts and ghosts for many years, thinking that the ghost king in his hands is already a powerful and tyrannical rare in the world.

That's just because people are no longer ignorant and ignorant, and they no longer believe in these crooked ways. Everyone has learned to work hard to get the life they want.

At first, when Qin Qing opened the gate of the eighteenth floor of hell and released the little baby, she finally understood what the difference between people is!

"Look, the thousand-year-old ghost, the century-old ghost king, has ravaged the common people for many years, my little baby, how about it?"

Those bones approached Qin Qing obediently, and she sat arrogantly on the fingers of the bones, with her legs crossed, floating in mid-air.

Hiding in the program group, Qin Qing always likes to avoid the camera, she does not make mistakes or stands out, but when she sits flamboyantly on the bone, that fierce aura can no longer be concealed, she is still like the scorching sun, glaring and shining, looking down All living beings, a confident smile burns people's hearts like a flame.

"What ghost do you have, show it to me, it happens that my little one is also hungry and needs to be replenished~"

Even if only a ghost claw protruded from the ghost gate, the evil spirit was overwhelming, Shi Dan and the little Taoist fell to the ground and vomited blood, only the ghost cultivator in white was still struggling.

Hearing that there was something delicious, Ghost Claw hooked his fingertips slightly, expressing his joy.

Hey, the [-]th floor of hell is too boring, otherwise he wouldn't cooperate with Qin Qing's request, and occasionally come out to cooperate with her in doing evil.

Under the erosion of the evil spirit of the ghost king, the corner of Guixiu's mouth also overflowed with blood, and he couldn't believe it: "How is it possible, how is it possible, why does the ghost king who bears Ye Huo listen to your instructions?"

cough!
She was not afraid of tigers when she was born at the beginning of the year, and she signed a contract with this thousand-year-old ghost after winning the first battle.

Even if this thousand-year-old ghost is suppressed in the [-]th floor of hell and needs to bear ten thousand years of punishment, the contract between the two is still valid, and they will never die or die.

"Refining ghosts, no matter how much you practice, you're just accelerating the growth of a little ghost. You have to learn to pick up the loopholes, like me, and choose a thousand-year-old ghost to domesticate from the very beginning. It's much easier and easier."

Humans like to complicate simple things. It takes time and effort to refine ghosts, and they don't know what to do.

Qin Qing's affairs are relatively simple and rough, she can beat her if she can beat her, she can play dirty if she can't beat her, and ask for help if she can't beat her, she is not afraid of embarrassment!
Living is more important than anything else, and she is not a big shot, so if you lose face, you will lose face.

"Easy? Easy? That's a thousand-year-old ghost, how could he surrender to humans..." The dazed Ghost Xiu still stared at Qin Qing with an expression of disbelief.

This is what the Ghost King of Withering Bones desires beyond his reach. If he has the protection of the Ghost King, he will definitely be able to call the wind and rain in the world.

Looking at Guixiu's fiery eyes, Qin Qing sighed and shook her head, what is the ghost king?
Back then when she was trapped by this old pervert and was about to get married, she begged Mr. Pluto, she had seen it with her own eyes.

What is a real strong man, with a flick of a finger, the earth shakes and the mountain shakes, and the old ghost who establishes himself as a king has no chance to resist.

"Why not? Didn't you see it?" Qin Qing sneered, patting the bones, "ignorant human beings, there are many geniuses beyond your imagination in this world, and you just want to see the secrets, bah!"

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, ghost baby, come out..."

Not reconciled, the ghost cultivator took out the talisman paper in his arms again, stained his own blood and began to summon all the ghosts around him, and ghost babies crawled out from all over to nibble on the ghost claws.

That little bit of power is almost like scratching an itch for the ghost king, but Qin Qing laughed out of anger, and coldly snorted: "You kind of trash is not worthy of living, life and death!"

With the left hand, the book of life and death appeared in the palm of the palm, and it was automatic without wind, and finally stayed on the name of ghost cultivator.

The name that was supposed to be at the end of life began to change constantly, turned blood red, died suddenly, died early, and time stayed today.

Guixiu's eyes were red, he vomited blood, and stared at Qin Qing viciously. He had heard of these things before, but had never seen them before.

"Book of Life and Death, Soul Lock Chain, Yellow Spring Stone, Withered Bones Ghost King, who the hell are you?"

The book of life and death belongs to Cui Pan, the chain of soul locks is made of a bull's head and a horse's face, and the Huangquan stone is the water of the underworld that no one in the underworld can collect.

These things, appearing on the ghost messenger alone are already very surprising, but she doesn't care about showing off her housekeeping skills in various ways, and doesn't care.

Things that seemed precious to outsiders, but to Qin Qing, they were just tools for handling cases.

She is a ghost messenger, so naturally she needs a little something to protect herself, her boss is the King of Pluto!
"I don't even go out to inquire, whoever owns this area dares to commit crimes? I have never heard of the name of the underworld lunatic, tsk tsk, you can't stand the little trash!"

Jumping down from the ghost's claws, Qin Qing shouted, "Eat it!"

Hearing the order, the ghost held the baby ghosts in his hands, kept absorbing them, and ate them as snacks. From time to time, he complained: "Too little, not enough to eat, I need more, more, let him summon the big ghost... "

Qin Qing turned a deaf ear, the soul chain was hooked to the railing on the second floor, and she flew up beside Guixiu and kicked him down, stepping on his chest and landing heavily.

"Hand over the list of people who accept your secret nourishment, this is my last chance for you!"

That delicate and beautiful face was more terrifying than evil ghosts in the eyes of Ghost Xiu.

"How did you know..." Even though he kept vomiting blood, Guixiu was still extremely shocked.

"A woman with a pure yin body, if you are the only one who enjoys the secret technique of harvesting yin and replenishing yang, are these luxury cars and villas earned by you setting up a fortune-telling stall under the overpass?"

The so-called secret techniques are used to nourish some rich men whose health is gradually failing.

Many people don't believe this, feeling that just being alive and enjoying themselves is enough.

It's a pity that after death, every pen will be recorded in the book of life and death, and suffer various punishments, and reincarnation will enter the animal realm to continue atonement.

"I'll give you one last chance, otherwise, after cutting off your life, I can still take your soul back to the underworld for further interrogation."

The ghost babies were absorbed by the ghost king one by one. The ghost Xiu, who was constantly suffering backlash, could only continue to vomit blood, and finally took out an old-fashioned mobile phone in his arms.

There are various numbers and hidden SMS messages at the door, all of which are arranged for people to come to a certain place to enjoy the service.

These puppet-like women were first deluded by the lure incense and lost their minds, and then soaked in various medicines to become trading items for harvesting yin and nourishing yang for some wealthy people with special needs. After losing their effects, they were taken by ghosts Take out the soul and give it to the ghost king to eat.

Behind the Yihuanhuan disgusting transaction is the tragic blood and tears of women, who eventually become playthings.

Qin Qing, I don't want to let anyone go, what she deserves is what she needs to explain to every woman who died tragically!

ε=(ο`*))) alas

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