Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Hey!" A slap in the back of his head, Ye Shaoyang's body was soft and fell.

"Little bastard!" Daofeng grabbed his midfielder, hugged in his arms and flew in the direction of the walled city.

Yan Lengyu immediately chased him up, Yang Gongyu stopped her and said: "Don't worry, the wind can't harm him. You should go to the walled city first, let me see!"

Daofeng held Ye Shaoyang in one hand and landed on the tallest tower in the middle of the city. He placed him on the ground, grabbed one of his hands, checked the breath of his body, and smiled lightly.

"How is he?" Yang Gong fell behind him and asked.

"Do you care about him?" Do not ask the wind.

Yang Gong’s sigh, his voice involuntarily softened, as if he had done something wrong, murmured: “How do you ask this?”

"Do you like him?"

Yang Gong shuddered and said loudly: "No!"

The road slowly bowed and said: "He is fine."

"How could he do this?" Yang Gong said. "It is not the first time, but this time it is the most serious."

"He is a congenital body, and the body is naturally suffocating. This is the price of the innate spirit, the side effect, and the good thing can't always make him alone."

After that, the body lit up a purple gas, like a mask, covering himself and Ye Shaoyang.

Yang Gongyi did not know what was going on inside. He stayed on one side and turned to look down. He Lengyu and others had already rushed back and caught a few undead undead.

The manure, the second man, who was killed by the wind, has been joined by Yue Heng and Sun Yingyue.

Li Xiaoqiang and others also rushed over and heard about the pony's business.

"The culprit is here!" The four treasures carry the golden plaque and show everyone inside.

Wang Ping has been taken in, but also knows his own destiny, a desperate calm.

"You put her out, I want to kill this monk!" Lao Guo is full of tears and emotions.

In the ghost-hunting league, he counts the longest time with him and the pony. The pony often finds him to learn spells and counts him as a half apprentice.

"Wait a minute, this monk wants Shaoyang to come and handle it personally!"

"That took this first!" Yue Heng carried a tall officer and threw it on the ground.

It is the soil fertility original two. He was sealed by Yue Heng, and he sat on the ground, but his eyes were fierce and swept away.

Li Xiaoqiang looked at it and was a little excited. "This person is a class-a-class war criminal in the war of aggression against China, and he is also a blame after his death. These three Japanese army walls are all built by him. The yin classifies him as the number one murderer. If someone picks it up, he immediately seals the god. ......"

"Yin is the god?" Yue Heng smiled. "Not rare."

One hand pressed the head of the soil and fat man Xian Er, raised a fist, facing his desperate look, punched down and shattered the soul directly.

Xiao Yiyun immediately flew up, and used a jade to collect the fine.

The orange said, "Do you want to go back and ask for it?"

Xiao Yiyun handed Yu Fu to the orange, saying:

"Send it back to the Queen of the House, seal it, wait for him to gather souls after a few hundred years, and then into the **** pool, never live forever, can't be cheaper. Just when you just sealed your position, this is also a name. Junda’s face is also beautiful.”

The orange took the jade and smiled at him.

Purple gas is retreating. The road wind sat next to Ye Shaoyang.

Yang Gongyi immediately went forward to check and found that Ye Shaoyang had a good look and a lot of expressions. He calmed down and said, "Is he okay?"

"The suffocation was suppressed by me."

Yang Gongyi listened and said: "When will he encounter any excitement in the future, will he still run away?"

Daofengdao: "I have spread the suffocation into his meridians, merged with the suffocating gas, and transformed it into a part of the mana. He is now one step further in strength, and I will not know it in the future."

Yang Gong’s brow wrinkled and said sensitively: “Is this a cult?”

The road wind looked at her and said: "You have been practicing for so many years, don't you know that it is never the way to be with evil, but the heart."

"Your way, the average person does not understand, and does not need to tell me. I only care, he is practicing with a sigh of relief, and one day will not enter the magic, and it will be out of control."

"If there is such a day, it is also his robbery, can you rob, all in himself."

After that, staring at Yang Gongyu, a pair of blue scorpions sparkled with strange brilliance, slowly said: "You don't care about him anymore, the most important thing around you is beauty."

Yang Gongyu looked red and replied: "What do you say in a mess, my heart doesn't know you."

The road winds slightly bowed, and the face of the face is so beautiful that it is hard to float a sorrowful smile.

"In the past, I thought I knew, but now I don't know."

Yang Gong’s heart moved, and there was a burst of shackles. Just about to open, the wind shook his head and said: “Don’t say, I don’t care.”

Yang Gongyi snorted.

After a while, Ye Shaoyou woke up, opened his eyes, saw the wind, and hurriedly sat up, his face stunned.

"It's okay, everything is over." Yang Gongyi came up and wanted to check his situation. His eyes swept to the wind and he retreated.

Nothing... What does it mean?

Ye Shaoyang feels that his memory is a bit broken. He only remembers that the little horse is flying away, and then he violently walks away. For the following things, he only remembers some fragments.

"What about Zhang Guo?"

"Go," said the wind. "He has a thousand years of cultivation, and the Taoist Buddha has double repairs. Although it is not my opponent, I can't keep him."

When Ye Shaoyang listened, he hated to gnash his teeth and punched his fist.

Yang Gongyi comforted: "You can rest assured that if you don't look for him, he will come to you, but he must be squatting for a while."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Why?"

"He wants your body."

If at ordinary times, Ye Shaoyang hears this, he will definitely laugh, but at this time the heart has been occupied by sadness, and he can't laugh at all.

The road winds up and makes a move.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed his hand and felt his fingers cold. He asked, "Where are you going?"

The road opened his hand and said: "You have your business, what do you do with me?"

Yang Gongyi immediately reminded: "Shaoyang, the pony's fineness was taken away by him."

Ye Shaoyang shuddered and stood up and looked at the wind. He said: "Do you have a way to rejuvenate?"

Road wind: "It is very difficult, I can give it a try."

When Ye Shaoyang heard this, he was overjoyed and said: "How do you do it?"

"It doesn't matter to you." The road is cold and cold. "He is dead. Even if he is resurrected, he is a soul. He can never do anything. I just think that he is a spiritual medium. It is a waste of soul, so I plan to give it a try. Save him, it has nothing to do with you, he is mine."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him and tried to figure out the meaning of his sentence. He suddenly understood what I was and said: "Do you want him to be like a evil spirit, when you are under your hand?"