Chapter Forty-Three: A Literary Talent Who Is No More Than Three Minutes Handsome
Han Meimei did a backflip, dodging the attacks of Pu Jia and Chu Feng, and returned to the wall again.
When she was still in the air, she took out a purple charm in her hand, and the moment she landed, she shook her hand, and the charm burned with a strange purple flame.
Han Meimei hurriedly recited the incantation in her mouth, and Michelin's abdomen suddenly flashed with purple light, turning into the same sigil, shining brightly.
Chu Feng and Pu Jia categorically couldn't sit idly by, they both jumped up and stabbed the peach wood sword.
But at this moment, a purple resentment on Han Meimei's body condensed and formed, enveloping her.
"Click—"
The two peachwood swords collided with the purple brilliance, as if they had hit a copper wall, and they broke in unison.
In Chu Feng's shocked gaze, Han Meimei laughed wildly like a female devil, and slapped her palms at the two of them like crazy.
"Smack!"
Chu Feng and Pu Jia instantly blocked with their horizontal swords, but they felt a strong force attacking, and the peachwood sword was broken, not to mention, and the chest was even more slapped.
The two of them vomited blood, fell from the wall, staggered back two steps to stabilize their figures, and looked at Han Meimei, who was dancing wildly with black hair on the wall, their faces changed.
"Qiusheng Pujia, be careful, she borrowed some of the resentment from the evil baby!" Uncle Jiu's eyes were vicious, and he could see through the doorway at a glance.
Chu Feng chuckled in his heart, immediately pulled out his gun and shot, and cooperated with Pu Jia to resist Han Meimei, buying time for the talented man who invited the god to come up.
The ghost baby's resentment was partially diverted, and he was even more powerless to resist Wencai, screaming continuously, covered in blood.
This made Uncle Jiu's heart tremble, and he reminded urgently: "Wencai, don't hurt the innocent, be careful of harming Sister Lian's life!"
Wen Cai almost stabbed Michelin through with a shot, but when he heard this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly put away the gun, and then kicked Michelin away with a "bang".
It's hard to imagine how fierce his kick was, and the ghost baby's possessed Michelin "boomed" and knocked out a hole in the wall......
Wen Cai stood on the ground with the spear, like a complacent child, wiped the tip of his nose with his thumb, raised his eyebrows, and said in a milky voice: "Senior brother and sister, am I amazing?"
"You usually always underestimate me, don't you have to rely on me at the critical moment?
Chu Feng was kicked in the abdomen by Han Meimei, only to feel that his stomach was overturned, and he almost fainted with a black eye.
noticed that Wen Cai didn't hurry up to solve the ghost baby, but pretended to be forced, and he was so angry that he almost scolded his mother: "Stop talking nonsense, kill the ghost baby!"
Inviting God is an extremely mana-consuming thing, and Uncle Nine is also seriously injured and sweating profusely at the moment, and he can't go into battle in person.
He gasped and sat down in his chair, and could only remind urgently: "Wencai, use the ghost exorcism charm to force the ghost baby out!"
If he didn't want to kill Micheline, he naturally had to separate her from the ghost baby, which was why he had brought out the ghost baby earlier.
Wen Cai relied on his divine power to press the ghost baby to the ground, no matter how much it screamed and struggled, it was useless.
But when he heard Uncle Jiu's words, he was dumbfounded on the spot: "Ah, how did you draw the exorcism talisman?"
A simple sentence, but the three masters and apprentices were suffocated, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.
"You little rabbit cub, you're going to be by you!" Uncle Nine pierced a ghost exorcism talisman with a peachwood sword and threw it directly to him, "Follow the drawing!"
Ordinary exorcism talismans are no longer effective against ghost babies, and must be written by a writer with divine powers.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Meimei's eyes suddenly turned red, and she shouted: "Get out!"
She shot out two yin thunderbolts, directly blasting Chu Feng and Pu Jia out one left and one right, and slammed into the wall.
Han Meimei did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but made a move that made Pu Jia jaw-dropping-
She pulled her loose silk trousers down with both hands, revealing her long, straight snow-white jade legs, and pulled down her bottoms.
Although Han Meimei's top is long enough to cover key positions, half of her round snow-white peach buttocks are still exposed.
This looming image is enough to make people bleed......
But Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately said in shock: "Wen Cai be careful!"
Filth can break the law, and the Taoist fighting method uses black dog blood is this principle!
Especially women's intimate clothing, even if the gods possess the body, they have to suffer!
"Ah?!" Wen Cai turned his head in a panic, but was wrapped around the screams of the ghost baby.
"Okay, you evil beast, you dare to provoke your master!" Wen Cai was suddenly annoyed, and ripped it off like a little chicken and stomped on it fiercely.
But at this moment, Han Meimei, who was bare-legged, had already rushed to the front and put the remaining silk shorts on Wencai's head......
"It's over!"
Chu Feng, Pu Jia, and Ninth Uncle all changed their faces, and they said this sentence almost in unison.
Wen Cai was full of excitement, his divine power had already retreated, and he was so frightened that he called "Mom".
He ripped off the silk shorts on his head, and saw the ghost baby with a hideous and fierce expression, and Han Meimei, who was full of evil smiles, looking at him with a fierce face.
Empress Wencai Cang retreated, and took out an egg in her hand tremblingly: "Don't be angry, little friend, I was joking with you just now, uncle invited you to eat eggs......"
The ghost baby roared, and it was a combination of punches at him, venting his anger at being beaten up.
Wen Cai was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was even hit by a thunderbolt, and he was directly blown out.
At this time, his face was pitch black, and his scorched hair stood on end.
At first glance, people who don't know think it's an African with a hot hairstyle......
"Ouch......" Wen Cai clutched his stomach, his body fell to the ground and curled up into a shrimp shape, his face was full of pain, and he wailed, "Mom, I won't play anymore-"
Michelin, who was possessed by a ghost baby, was about to kill fiercely, but suddenly screamed and covered her stomach, and fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, sweating profusely.
As if something had changed, the evil qi on Han Meimei's body also turned into purple light and returned to the ghost baby.
"Boom—"
Suddenly there was a sound of rolling thunder in the sky, and the dark clouds turned into blood and churned like waves.
Such a vision hung over the town, causing panic in the hearts of the people, and there were uneasy and frightened voices everywhere.
Under the strange blood-colored light, the world is like purgatory.
"It's not good, the evil baby is about to be born!" Uncle Jiu's face turned pale, "Looking at this posture, I'm afraid that it has condensed the resentment of the Ninth World, once it is born, it will be a river of blood and a river of life!"
"Master, what should I do then?!" Wen Cai's voice trembled in fright.
Uncle Nine gritted his teeth and completely let go: "Qiusheng, come here!"
Chu Feng didn't dare to slack off, gritted his teeth, and rushed over with the sharp pain that was tearing all over his body.