Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Resentful Girl

When the three of them arrived on the main street, they were immediately greeted by a servant, apparently having been waiting for a long time.

"My lord, Wu Dahan's child has been found, let's go over and help. ”

"Support, what's going on?"

"Wu Dahan's child was found on the beam of his house, it turned out that it was hidden by a ghost, and the master and Xiao Zhutou were fighting with the ghost. ”

"Ghosts?"

Yang Changan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ying Wu, and immediately said, "Let's go." ”

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

A group of four people hurried up, and the pedestrians on the road gave way one after another, all of them looked surprised and discussed.

"My lord, what are they doing in such a hurry?"

"I don't know, there might be something urgent, right?"

"Let's see. ”

At the end of the east side of the city, through several alleys, everyone rushed to the door of Wu Dahan's house.

The door was open, and before I could enter, I heard screams and shrill screams from inside.

"Ah, be careful. ”

"Ahh ”

Yang Changan and the others changed their faces and hurriedly galloped in.

Inside.

All five officials fell to the ground, their bodies stabbed into a sieve, and blood gushed out.

His eyes were swollen and white, and his face remained terrified before death.

At this time, there were still two people standing in the pool of blood.

One person had worry on his face, fine sweat oozed from his cheeks, his eyes were closed at this time, he was pinching the trick in his hand, and he was chanting a mantra in his mouth, which was the master's inquiry.

The other person is Xiao Zhutou, Xiao Fang.

I saw that the long knife in his hand was like electricity, and the knife light flashed between the strokes.

The man is very brave, the knife is very sharp, and there are eye-catching white marks in the air.

He's hacking a woman.

The woman was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by the yin qi of the forest, her face was dead white, her long hair was like smoke, and her appearance was extremely ugly.

A shrill scream came from her mouth, and the rotten sores on the top of her head burst one by one, and streams of yellow, fishy-smelling mucus flowed across her cheeks, sizzling like hot oil.

She has no nose, her mouth is extremely large, and when she screams, she can grin into her ears with a slight opening, which is really terrifying.

"Stinky man, give me death, men deserve to die. ”

Her hatred was mixed with a strong murderous aura, and her two eyes, one large and one small, bloomed with a stunning blue ferociousness, staring at Xiao Fang deadly, eager to eat him in one bite.

With a twist of the head, thick water splashed.

Three thousand like a waterfall gray hair in the air "swish" down, straight and sharp, each one is as strong as a sharp needle, every time it falls to the ground, it can collide with sparks.

Xiao Fang was not afraid, a silver-white fast knife "brushed" in his hand, the knife was mellow and skillful, and he was not chaotic in the face of danger.

Between the swings, the silver sword light enveloped a strong knife wind, like a tornado, covering it perfectly, impermeable to the wind.

The gray hair hung down, and it was swept into the knife wind, and the "clang" sound was chopped into sections.

Falling down.

But in the next moment, Xiao Fang's body suddenly tilted, as if he was about to fall, this situation was similar to how Yang Changan almost fell to the ground when he was practicing martial arts.

"No, his body is too weak, and his strength is about to run out. Brother Wu, hurry up and help. ”

Yang Changan, who rushed in, happened to see this scene and immediately shouted.

Before the words fell, Ying Wu had already rushed over.

But there is still some way to go.

Just as the ghost's hair was about to pierce Xiao Fang's eyes, Wen Xun on the side opened his eyes suddenly.

A piece of yellow rune paper floated out of his hand and landed on Xiao Fang's face, and with a bang, the yellow rune paper burned, turning into a ball of flames, and the falling hair spontaneously combusted when it caught fire.

The flames ran down the hair, as if to burn the whole thing to ashes.

Her complexion changed, and she immediately cut off her hair, which had been stained with flames.

But the fire group had already chased after Wen Xun under his thoughts, and pointed at the sword, "Go." The speed of the flames surged, turning into a flaming musket and stabbing at the ghost's head.

"Hey, Wen Xun is actually still a law cultivator, is that a Taoist technique?"

Yang Changan was a little surprised.

"Fire Charm!"

The ghost looked at the stabbing musket, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she was about to move, when suddenly a huge and scorching wind wave came, and the afterglow swept away, and a blood-colored net shrouded in front of her, and she suddenly changed color, "Ah, what a huge amount of qi and blood." ”

Bang!

She made a quick decision, broke through the roof, and fled in panic.

Ghosts are afraid of the things of the sun, and the qi and blood of the warrior are one of them, and they are like frying oil, which will greatly damage the ghost body.

"Oh no, the child is still behind her. ”

Wen Xun wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and just breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly shouted.

"Want to escape?"

Ying Wu glanced coldly, and the scattered qi and blood were collected, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a blood arrow the thickness of an arm.

With a single hand, the bloody arrow broke through the air and locked onto the ghost's head.

However......

When he was about to shoot the ghost, he saw that the ghost thing "bang", and the body exploded, turning into a cloud of mist, perfectly avoiding the attack of the blood arrow, but the part touched by the blood arrow still turned into black smoke and disappeared.

"Ah......h

The ghost screamed, then condensed its form again, caught the falling child, roared, and walked away, and soon turned into a black dot in the sky, about to disappear.

"Gathering and scattering are invisible, and they can fly and escape, which is the advantage of ghosts. ”

Wen Xun looked at the back of the ghost, his face was ugly, and he sighed, "That kid is in danger." ”

"My lord, please save my little baby. ”

On the side, I don't know when, Wu Dahan had already hugged Yang Changan's calf, grief-stricken, crying constantly.

"I'll try. ”

Yang Changan's face was solemn, he suddenly closed his eyes, his mind was concentrated, the magic of exorcism was working, and his mind turned into an invisible hand, capturing it in the horror of the ghost, and an invisible force dragged her back.

"What kind of spell is this?"

The ghost turned around in horror and saw Yang Changan pinching the trick and chanting a spell.

"Ah, stinky man, don't die well. ”

The creature let out a high-pitched roar, struggling desperately to break free from the restraint.

"My lord, he's still a cultivator?"

Wen Xun was moved, and saw that the ghost thing was about to disappear, but when he looked at it again, the figure of the ghost thing was slowly getting bigger, from a small black dot the size of a soybean to a black dot the size of a fist, and it was obviously slowly approaching this side.

When his eyes returned to Yang Changan, he saw that he couldn't stop trembling lightly, sweating like beans, and two streaks of blood flowed down from his nostrils at once, looking a little scary.

The ghost thing was too far away from him, and the mental power needed to be consumed was multiplied, and he was struggling to hold it.

"Your Excellency, are you alright? ”

Everyone was shocked.

Yingwu's lips moved slightly, and his palms were slightly raised, ready to stop, but when he saw the perseverance on Yang Changan's face, he gave up again.

"Look, the ghost is back. ”

Xiao Fang shouted into the sky.

"Hmph, brute. ”

Eagle glared at the ground, flipped over, and fell to the roof.

The blood was surging, burst out, and once again condensed into a blood arrow in his hand, and threw it at the small black dot in the sky.

"Woo!"

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, which showed how strong the throw was.

"Qi and blood condense arrows, specializing in breaking the law of ghosts and gods. Wen Xun was moved.

"Poof!"

"Ah......h

The blood arrow was in the middle of the ghost, interspersed in her body, the yin qi met the masculine qi and blood, and suddenly turned into a stream of black smoke and vanished, looking from a distance, as if a ball of plastic was on fire, and black smoke was billowing out.

"Look, what's that?"

"Falling from the sky?"

"No, it seems to be a person?"

When the people who came saw this scene, they shouted one after another.

The ghost thing was covered by the rolling qi and blood, and the ghost magic could not be used, and Yang Changan's pressure plummeted.

With his mind concentrated, he pulled hard at the ghost, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost returned to the roof again.