There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Wraith wants to escape!

At this time, the upper body of Wraith was almost chopped into pulp, and flesh and bones were cracked countless.

There is only one leg left in the lower body.

But the most deadly thing is that the wound is burning, that is the masculine on the blade, when the burning real energy is cutting the wraith, Fangzheng takes the opportunity to break into the wraith.

For example, when Fang Zheng was scratched by the Wraith, there was also Yin Qi invading Fang Zheng's body.

Fangzheng, who grabbed a woman's broken leg, and Jiuyang Shengang, who was overbearing in Yang, directly burned the broken leg grasped in her left hand to ashes, and then continued to pursue the sword with a knife.

But at this time, the blood worms on the ground seemed to suddenly go crazy, and they rushed to Fangzheng madly, trying to prevent Fangzheng from chasing and killing the wraiths in this big copper coin.

There is also a part of blood worms, the wraiths that flock to the distance, who are going forward and succeeding, wanting to extinguish and consume the true energy of the wraiths, regardless of life and death, a little bit to help women recover their legs and the upper body like a screen.

"Fuck me all!"

Founder raised the knife and drank.

He didn't take care of these blood worms on the ground this time, and he had no time to change his breath and recover the broken golden bell. He didn't intend to give Wraith any chance to recover, chasing with a sharp knife.

I saw that Fang was in the sea of ​​blood worms, dong, dong, dong, the soles of the feet stepped on the ground, like two wild elephants with long legs on the ground, leaving deep footprints where they passed.

All the blood worms that climbed onto his body were either shaken off or burned into ashes by the blood of Fang Gang in the body.

The three powerful and fiery founders landed in these blood worms and burned like a stove. When these impure objects were put on the stove, they were all burned to ashes.

Fangzheng, who had been chasing near, slashed out.

This vigorous and heavy knife, as if smashed down by a force of great force, if it was cut into an ordinary person, it could directly split the person into two.

Wraith reverted to his broken leg while retreating to avoid the knife.

but!

Immortal printing method! Qi illusion!

At less than the last moment, I didn't know where the Founder's knife fell, poof!

Attached to the blade of masculine blazing energy, the Wraith was diagonally split, and the burning energy on the blade exploded, blowing the Wraith out.

At the same time, immortal seal method! See the enemy! Feeling the abnormal movement of Wraith's body, Founder's left hand fisted, followed by menacingly.

boom!

Earlier, he was stricken with a grievous masculinity and was severely weakened by masculinity. This time he did not avoid the pursuit of true energy to check behind the enemy. The fist hit the blood and flesh. The already rotten flesh and blood can no longer carry this fist, a large piece of flesh and blood is exploded into minced meat and exploded.

"Fool, you have a good rest for a while, you are too tired!"

Fire degree swordsmanship! See the enemy!

Assemble without any solution.

Knife ten! Knife twenty! Knife thirty!

Knife forty!

Peng, the ghost knife that rubbed the air at a rapid speed, exploded with fierce flames.

Knife fifty! Knife sixty!

"Fool! Go all the way!"

Nine, ninety-one and eighty-one!

"Child, child, did you see my child ..."

boom!

Under the domineering sword technique, the body of the wraith exploded into pieces of cloth, and then was ignited by the anode flame column and burned into ashes.

A ray of soul gas flew from the ashes into the human skin scriptures.

Special Soul +1.

It was at this moment that the picture in front of me disappeared, and the picture of Shanghe Village was restored again.

Looking down at the big Qing copper coins still lying quietly under his feet, Founder felt a little blocked in his heart. This special soul harvest, he did not feel the joy of joy.

I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Click! boom!

The tip of the knife smashed the big Qing copper coins on the ground. After Yang Zhenqi burned the copper coins and corpses on the ground, Founder glanced at the villagers who were still fainting under the shade of the tree. After picking up the knife box, he turned away and returned to Tao Wenguang's house.

Now the ghost has been removed and is safe.

However, the three of them were weak, and this time they were frightened. I am afraid that they will be seriously ill. They need to rest for a period of time to slowly recover their yang.

When Fang Zheng returned to Tao Wenguang's house, the man sat on the first floor unmoved.

The air is a little depressed.

At this time, the old **** stick came down from the second floor and brought in a chair, sitting down beside Founder just like the elders comforted the younger generation.

"in bad mood?"

"Ok."

"Because of this ghost?"

"Old God Stick, do you have any real estate in this world? The ancients believed in crossing people, people can be saved, and ghosts can be saved. Can anyone really save ghosts in ancient times?"

"Looking at the little brother this time, I feel a lot, can you tell me what happened this time?"

So, Founder told the story of the fool to the old **** stick.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, I didn't see the sound of the old **** stick. Fang Zheng turned his head to look at the old **** stick. Er, Fang Zheng was startled.

There were still wet tears on his chin and beard.

The sleeves were already wet.

The old **** stick is rarely as serious as an elder, but the result is handsome for only three seconds.

Originally, he comforted Founder, but now it becomes that he is the one who needs the most comfort.

"This girl is too miserable, it's really miserable." The opening of the old **** stick made the cry even worse, and big and big cow tears fell down.

"Little brother, the more I think, the more uncomfortable I feel. Can you give me the truth in the world, the comfort of love everywhere?"

The old **** sticks and tears keep falling, crying and looking at Founder.

Uh.

The muscles of the corners of Founder's eyes were pumped heavily.

Sun Yushu, who was looking after the teacher on the second floor, waited on the left and waited to see the old **** stick on the first floor. He never returned, and the first floor was silent. There was no movement. He was a little worried. Right?

Sun Yushu picked up a mop and walked carefully to the first floor.

"Brother Fang, Chen Daochang, are you on the first floor ... why hasn't there been any movement on the first floor?"

Sun Yushu walked down the stairs, and as a result, he opened his eyes suddenly, stunned and looked at the scene in front of him.

The old **** stick was held in the arms of Fangzheng, and his head was gently resting on Fangzheng's shoulder. It seemed that the man had just cried and his eyes were red.

While Founder was holding the old **** stick, it seemed to be whispering comfort to the old **** stick.

Sun Yushu was dumbfounded.

It seemed that he had been struck by Lei, his mouth wide open, and his spirit was in a state of half-blownness.

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Do you want such spicy eyes!

Founder saw Sun Yushu, who was in a sluggish mental state at the staircase, pushed away the old **** stick in his arms, and wanted to explain, but suddenly found him speechless.

"If I said that the truth of the matter is not as you think, would you believe it?"

Founder looked at Sun Yushu sincerely.

Sun Yushu: "..."

"Hey, Brother Fang and Chen Daochang are not on the first floor. I'll go to the second floor to find out. Brother Fang and Chen Daochang, are you on the second floor?"

Sun Yushu first said nothing to himself, and then walked back to the second floor.

Fang Zheng's face turned black as soon as he could explain it.

He looked at the old **** stick murderously.

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