Zhang Qingling's eyes flashed a fierce look. His serious expression was quite different from his usual slouching appearance. His hands were quickly bound with complicated fingerprints. The other three brothers and sisters held the red line and rune in their hands, and their hands were shaking.

"I want you all to be buried with me!"

The ghost's hair was startled with a sharp drink. Her long hair, originally exquisite, was scattered in an instant, flying wantonly. Pale face with flame red lips, deep eyes out of a few streams of blood, there is a trace of the corner of the mouth flow out.

"Don't look!"

Seeing this, Zhang Qingling frowned and yelled. The three little guys closed their eyes together. He quickly threw a rune in his hand, and quickly flew toward the ghost, cutting the ghost in the air.

The ghost looks ferociously at Zhang Qingling. Ran Ran quietly opens his eyes and looks at the ghost curiously. There is no sign of fear.

She was a psychic. From birth, she had a lot of messy things in front of her, but it was the first time she saw such a fierce ghost.

It's a rare opportunity that can't be missed.

Naturally, Zhang Qingling didn't miss her small movements, so he couldn't help feeling proud. He was worthy of his favorite apprentice, and his foundation was not generally good.

Although he was very proud, he did not forget that there was a big disaster in front of him. He practiced for thousands of years and accumulated his accomplishments with the descendants of thousands of Yan Fu families. If he had not been born, the old man would have laid a foundation for him. He would have been gnawed away by the ghost for more than 20 years.

"Smelly Taoist, let you taste my power!"

The ghost leaned forward, and the thousand worries on her head flew towards him like eyes.

"Shit! And weapons

Naturally, Zhang Qingling did not dare to underestimate. He took a peach wood sword in his left hand and bit his index finger with his right hand. He quickly wrote a rune on the sword and met him neatly. The long, tough hair of the female ghost flew toward Zhang Qingling like a snake. If the boundary had not been set up, the house would have been destroyed by now.

Ran Ran was dazzled and could not tell who was who. After a while, er Bao opened his glasses and his eyes were bright.

The female ghost committed suicide at 12:00 in the middle of the night. She was also heavily poisoned by poisonous insects. She made the most cruel blood curse with her own blood. She was specially supported by someone, and now she has become a powerful ghost.

Zhang Qingling saw that the incense was almost burning, and knew that it would be difficult to lead her out next time if he didn't hurry up.

"The Supreme Lord, as urgent as a law, behead!"

After a wisp of smoke, the black silk, which is as long as the black silk, was cut off from the middle. The ghost girl red eyes and rushed to Zhang Qingling. Two people you come and I go, in the female ghost already had the upper hand, suddenly fell to the ground, covering the chest howl.

The harsh voice is extremely lethal. Zhang Qingling quickly throws out a few runes, and the three little guys with distorted faces return to normal.

"After a thousand years of hatred, it's time to put it down!"

"Put it down? You It's light. " The ghost sneered.

Zhang Qingling is very helpless, "you persist for thousands of years, can't reincarnation, just because of the original obsession, is it worth it?"

The ghost's face was twisted and full of hate. Looking at him, Zhang Qingling sighed and quickly made a fingerprint.

"The original curse has been contradicted with your original intention and suffered a lot for it. Now I'll give you a ride. You can do it yourself

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