Fast-crossing system: the host will be fine

Chapter 4 Spiritual Captain VS Weak Chicken Celestial Master (3)

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then nodded quickly, "This is what it should be, then, is it still the account from last time?"

"En." Fu determined absent-mindedly replied.

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind suddenly rose up all around, Fu Xin suddenly had an ominous premonition, a golden light flashed between his brows, and he suddenly raised his head and swept away.

The middle-aged man was taken aback by Fu Jue's sudden movement, and followed suit.

Countless will-o'-the-wisps rose in mid-air, frantically rushing towards them.

Fu Jue's right eyelid twitched, and just as he turned his head to say something, he saw the middle-aged man rushing into the forest garden, turning around and closing the door with a 'bang', the whole process definitely did not take more than three seconds.

Judgment: "..."

What about friendship?

In the blink of an eye, all kinds of ghosts appeared in front of them, forming an encircling circle.

But he didn't make a move, just stood there and stared at Fu Jue stupidly, without blinking.

A ghost was staring at it, and its jaw suddenly dropped. It hastily put its jaw back together, regained its dull expression, and continued to stare.

Judgment: "..."

Brother, are you so scary?
He might have met a bunch of fake ghosts!
The air was so deadlocked, Fu Jue tried to move his body, but the ghosts immediately followed him to look away, in short, they just wanted to stare at him.

It took less than 10 minutes for Fu Jue to go from a little flustered to expressionless, and then a little sleepy.

He found that the group of ghosts did not move at all other than staring at him, more like being controlled by people.

Could it be, the spirit master?
Fu Jue was taken aback by this idea, but thought it was impossible.

He has only seen Lingling in books, so he should have disappeared long ago.

After a while, Fu Jue saw that the ghosts hadn't left, so he bit his finger and wiped the sword.

The blade of the sword suddenly turned red, as hot as volcanic lava. He raised his wrist at will and waved it, and the ghosts in the row were instantly dissipated.

Seeing the fate of this companion, the other ghosts retreated one after another, turned around and ran away.

Yin Sheng was sitting on a tree not far from Fu Jue, his left leg was slightly bent, and his right leg was lazily swinging in mid-air.

The hand holding the silver gun rested on his knee, and his eyes looked into the distance, like stagnant water.

The group of ghosts who had fled back under the tree were chattering about something.

Commonly known as nonsense.

Yin Sheng got up, supported the branch and jumped down handsomely.

The group of ghosts immediately retreated three meters away, looking at her inexplicably.

Yin Sheng straightened his sleeves, and said calmly, "There is a villa not far from here, if you swallow the ghosts in the villa, I will let you go."

All the ghosts looked at each other for a moment, and then a female ghost with ugly appearance was pushed out by other ghosts.

That appearance seems to say, you are ugly, you go.

The female ghost stared at Yinsheng with fear on her face, her voice was as soft as a mosquito, "Is that ghost powerful?"

"It's not much different from you." Yin Sheng paused, and then said, "It's just not as ugly as you."

Female ghost: "..."

The ghost body suffered [-] points of damage.

Is it her fault that she looks ugly?

The ghosts discussed it behind them.

The female ghost tremblingly translated their content, "How do we know if what you said is true?"

Before coming here, this woman also said that the man was a weak chicken, and the result was that they suffered heavy losses.

"You have no choice."

The ghosts dare not speak out.

Isn't this all forced by you!
What else do you want?What else do you want?

Yinzheng leaned against the tree behind her and raised her watch, "You have ten seconds to think about it."

The ghosts were still hesitating, but they didn't expect that the person who just said to give it ten seconds to consider would suddenly shoot.

The companion was instantly out of his wits.

All the ghosts were angry, "Didn't you say to give ten seconds to think about it?"

"Sorry, I counted backwards."

All the ghosts: "..."

(End of this chapter)