Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The Thai sorcerer narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you dare to kill?"

"Dare! For Ye Shaoyang, I dare to do anything!"

Xie Yuqing also gave him a sneer, "Gambling, why don't you gamble?"

She was excited to get close to the mad reaction, so that Zhou Jingru and others were also moved. From her actions to expressions and expressions, she showed her decisive attitude.

Zhang mad, persistent, for a belief to dare to violate the rules, Lao Guo secretly sighed: This is a female version of Ye Shaoyang.

Through her expression, the Thai wizard also read the thoughts in her heart, gently shook her head and turned to walk in the bushes.

The Jiuyin people immediately followed up and took away a stinking smell.

Wu Xujun looked at Xie Yuqing and followed his footsteps.

Xie Yuqing had been holding a pistol until they disappeared for a while, and then they took a sigh of relief. The whole person relaxed, changed hands and took a gun, and rubbed his hands on the clothes, rubbing the sweat of the palm of his hand.

"Master!" Wu Xujun caught up with the Thai wizard and asked anxiously: "Why are you leaving, even if she shoots, as long as the people vomit a breath..."

The Thai wizard stopped and said: "I don't want to hurt people, and there are police officers on the mountain, which is very troublesome."

"Then you just watched them release Lin Biao?"

"Let them go and let it go." The Thai wizard said silently. "We went to the hill to keep it, let her out, and I want to make a knot with her."

Over there, Sibao and Lao Guo once again discussed the plan of action, and then, launched an action...

Xie Yuqing held a pistol and nervously patrolled around the ghost road, lest the Wu Xujun mentoring come out again.

Old Guo Sword cut open the enchantment of the ghost road, smashed in and flew to the third tree on the left side of the ghost road.

A grievance, from the depths of the ghost road, Lao Guo completely ignored, continue to run wild.

When the grievances chased him, he was shot down by a golden light, but the four treasures were carrying the golden cymbals and flew away. They were blocked in front of Lao Guo, throwing the golden gongs into the air, forming an orchid in one hand, suffocating, another Only a handful of ebony beads were held in his hand, and he kept turning, and he recited the "Universal Mantra" in his mouth.

The golden volley is not volley, spinning at a rapid speed, releasing golden light, against the grievances that are constantly coming from the depths of the ghost road.

Lao Guo did not hesitate to slash the sword toward the roots of the golden silkwood, and a green blood spouted on the spot.

This golden silkwood has been drawing soul power all the year round, and it has become a tree demon, just because the gods are controlled by my array, and cannot be avatar attack, but the ability to defend is still there.

The old Guo Mana is limited, and the Seven Star Longquan sword is in his hands. He can only exert a spiritual power, so he can only cut down the roots of a sword.

"Golden 钵盂..."

The purple moon slowly floated, and looked at the golden dragonfly in the air. "The Buddha's strong weapon, it doesn't matter..."

Suddenly regained his gaze and looked at the four treasures, faintly said: "However, it is nothing more than insisting on a long time."

After that, the expression sank, and more grievances broke out and hit Jin Yu.

The face of Sibao began to sweat slightly, and the speed of rotating the beads in the hands was getting faster and faster.

For all of this, Ye Shaoyang is completely ignorant.

He has been focusing on the painting of the jujube sticks and has been painting until midnight.

Wang Ping sat on the bed and kept watching him busy. He couldn’t help but say: "A rest for a while, you have been busy for so long."

"This thing is nothing. I used to be in the mountains. All the important instruments were made by me alone. At least five hours a day. I have to practice and paint at the rest of the day. That is hard work."

Wang Ping sighed: "No wonder you are so powerful, it is also suffering and suffering today."

"Is this nonsense? If you don't suffer, you will have something to gain. How can there be such a good thing?"

"But many people only see when you are glamorous, you can't see when you are suffering."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "I am catching ghosts and demon, not for people to see."

The two chatted and the atmosphere was getting better and better.

After a while, Wang Ping got out of bed, came to him and kneel down, stared at his movement for a while, and then picked up a date stick and said: "This way, if you draw a few strokes, you will have spiritual power. so amazing……"

Ye Shaoyang is busy and casually saying: "Are you not very disdain before?"

"It's a bit disdainful, I confessed. I used to listen to you, but I always feel a little bit like a stick... so I am more disgusted with the pony to catch ghosts with me. I say you are not angry? ”

Ye Shaoyang smiled.

Wang Ping was on the ground, holding his face in both hands, staring at Ye Shaoyang's face and saying: "I didn't like you before, because I felt that you didn't have a serious, slick tongue, more like a **** stick, but what happened today made me I know, actually... you are really amazing. It’s very safe to be with you."

Ye Shaoyang heard the wrong voice, stopped the movements on her hands, and frowned at her.

Wang Ping is still saying, "And you are the only one I rely on here. After we go out, can we still be friends?" The more we say the end, the softer the sound, the squinting smile on the corner of the mouth.

The atmosphere is getting worse.

Ye Shaoyang said faintly: "It's too late, you go to bed and rest."

"Go together, anyway, we are ghosts now, and there is nothing to avoid." Wang Ping grabbed his hand and stood up. As a result, he did not stand firm and fell to Ye Shaoyang's arms.

Ye Shaoyang also instinctively caught her.

What kind of thing, this paragraph is too old-fashioned, Ye Shaoyang stunned.

Wang Ping's face was blushing, and he vomited in the ear of Ye Shaoyang. "I feel your heartbeat, so fast, tell me why?"

"Want to hear the truth?" Ye Shaoyang also smiled at her.

"What do you say, I will believe."

Ye Shaoyang slowly nodded, smiled a little bit, and the indifferent word said: "My heart beats fast, because I am very angry, very distressed, I feel worthless for the pony... I did not expect that you are like this people!!"

Reach out and push her away.

Wang Ping looked at him with a loss of flowers and murmured: "You really have no idea for me... I don't believe it."

"Yeah, you are very beautiful, the body is also punctual, but you have to remember, you are my brother's woman," Ye Shaoyang sighed, re-sit back to the ground, continue to draw lines, "You go to rest, just now I haven’t happened, don’t think too much.”

Throw a date stick to her feet. "If you really feel insecure, hold it to sleep."

After I finished talking, I didn’t look at her, and the corner of my eye fell on her feet. After a while, the feet moved, and they sighed and went to the bed.

After finishing the painting, Ye Shaoyang laid his own bedding to the door and lay up.