The ghost baby's stiff neck clicked and twisted to ninety degrees, and he immediately gave up the battle with Fu Jialan, and a few dodged and wanted to escape. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt this moment, a large wave of white confetti rushed in, spinning into a pillar of wind around the ghost baby, trapping the ghost baby in the center, the ghost baby tried to break through this prohibition, but those confetti were not ordinary paper, and the ghost baby immediately burned and hit the ghost baby as soon as it touched it. The fire dragon took the opportunity to encircle the wind pillar, not giving the ghost baby a chance to escape.

The ghost baby was temporarily restrained, and Fu Jialan breathed a sigh of relief, his physical exhaustion and blood loss made his hands and feet weak, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

Shoro hurriedly grabbed him, helped him to sit down on a nearby tree, and rummaged through his pockets to find a clean handkerchief to bandage the wound on his arm.

"I'm sorry......" Tears circled in his eyes, and Slim apologized with a crying voice.

Fu Jialan's pale face hooked a chuckle, and he raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on Slim's cheeks, so gentle that Slim Luo was stunned again. However, the gentleness was only for a moment, and the next second he spoke, making Xianluo almost angry.

"Mentally retarded. "There is no pampering tone, only righteousness.

"You!" Xian Luo's beautiful eyes glared, 'your uncle' almost burst out, but thinking that Fu Jialan was a wounded, he had to stare at him angrily.

After Qian Yuehong rushed over, she saw this scene, her little face turned white, she turned her head silently, pretending not to care about looking at the trapped ghost baby, but the clenched little hand betrayed her mood.

Seeing this, Gong Meimei had to shake her head, indicating that she hadn't seen anything.

"Boss, what should I do next?" Gong Meimei walked up to Fu Jialan and asked about the action of the knot, "My paper can't last long." ”

It turned out that the wind pillar integrated with confetti was Gong Meimei's technique, and the earth Lan Tiangang was a kind of Onmyoji soul locking technique.

And the fire dragon just now is Zhang Tianshi's specialty, and he is invincible with this fire dragon technique, which is planted in Fu Jialan's hands.

"Let her go. Fu Jialan said calmly.

"Let her go?" Gong Meimei felt that she couldn't turn a corner, and she was finally trapped, and now she actually wants to let her go?

"In a little while, she'll break free of the spell, and unless Hiroshi opens the gates of hell, we won't be able to do anything about it even if we all go together. Now that she hurts, it's better to let her go, and then make a discussion, if you wait for her to break free of the spell, you two will be hurt. ”

Fu Jialan finished talking about the pros and cons in one breath, Gong Meimei and Zhang Tianshi naturally didn't have a word, they can't force Xianluo to open the hell gate here, right?

"Bad luck!" Zhang Tianshi scolded, drew a spell in the air with the peachwood sword in his hand, and shouted: "Break!"

The fire dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and then the entire fire dragon dispersed into a little flame and dissipated in the air. Gong Meimei took out a paper figure, sprinkled it in the air with a casual stroke, and then picked up Fu Jialan's silver sword and cut it in half, and the paper figure spontaneously combusted without fire, and the dense confetti was scattered instantly, and a strange snow fell.

As soon as the prohibition disappeared, the ghost baby scurried away with lightning speed and disappeared into the white snowy night forest.

As soon as the ghost baby left, Zhang Yuan came with a large group of villagers, and a woman in her 50s ran in front, her old face covered with tears and snot, and she looked hoarse. This may be the mother of the man who just died, Shan Luochai.

Sure enough, when the woman saw the corpse lying on the snow, she threw herself on the corpse and cried, and the grief of the loss of her own child spread in the huge woods, and then two boys of about ten years old were squeezed out of the crowd, and when they saw the woman lying on the corpse and wept bitterly, they also hugged each other and cried.

"What about the prisoners?" Zhang Yuan anxiously asked about the situation of the few people just now.

Fu Jialan's expression was cold, she stood up against Xianluo's shoulder, and said, "We were late, and we didn't save anyone." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanmu showed regret, shook his head and stopped asking. However, the villagers who heard this had a different mind, and they glared at Fu Jialan angrily, as if Fu Jialan didn't save anyone, and the woman who was still lying on the corpse and crying bitterly just now exploded, shouting 'You return my son' and rushed towards Fu Jialan, and was hugged by Zhang Yuan, who was fast-handed, and restrained her hands while telling her to calm down.

The woman opened her teeth and danced her claws to ask Fu Jialan to pay for her life, and she was dumbfounded, what is this? People who save people and don't save people want to pay for their lives together? What kind of robber logic is this?

"Vixen!" Zhang Tianshi gritted his teeth in anger and cursed.

At this time, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the villagers even accused Fu Jialan and others, saying that they were useless and couldn't save people, and even pointed at Fu Jialan and scolded him, saying that he was the murderer, and the thief shouted to catch the thief.

Xianluo was angry and opened his mouth to roar back, but was stopped by Fu Jialan's cold eyes, and Xianluo stomped his feet in anger and sulked on the side.

"Smack!" A ball of snow hit Fu Jialan's body, almost hitting Fu Jialan's injured hand, and then several more clouds of snow fell on Fu Jialan's body, and the people who threw it were the two children. The two children glared at Fu Jialan with hatred like an enemy who was about to kill their father, picked up the snow and threw it on Fu Jialan, and the anger in their eyes was the same as that they were born with.

Even the child is so violent, what kind of place is this? This completely angered Zhang Tianshi.

Zhang Tianshi threw out the woman who was still making a fuss with a dark face, and then pushed Zhang Yuan, who had a few more blood marks on his face, behind him, and shouted angrily at the villagers: "I have never seen a person like you in so many years! Yesterday we saved two children, and you didn't say anything about thanking us when you were done, and you still wanted to blackmail us! Tonight we tried our best to save people, but you turned around and scolded us as murderers! You want us to pay for our lives? Do you still have the slightest conscience as human beings?"

Zhang Tianshi's words hit the crux of the scolding, but in front of a group of unreasonable people, could it be useful to reason with them? Zhang Tianshi not only did not arouse their guilt, but on the contrary, the emotions of the masses were surging, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to greet Zhang Tianshi with his fist. But Zhang Tianshi is not easy to bully, and before anyone got close to him, he threw him out one by one.

As soon as the action was made, the scene immediately became chaotic, and the village chief hid behind the crowd and watched the play with his coffin face, without the slightest intention of stopping. Fu Jia's blue phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, how could he let them bully? He has a way to deal with this kind of person.

At that moment, Fu Jialan walked up to the village chief and said half-threateningly: "I'll give you two choices, first, take care of your people, don't let me see them make any more trouble." Second, we and the police will let it go, and wait until all of you in the village are dead. ”

"Hmph, why give him a chance. Let them fend for themselves. Qianyuehong snorted coldly.

"Hey, Mr. Fu, aren't you embarrassed for me?" The village chief clapped his hands as a difficulty, but he was unwilling to come forward to deal with it.

"Embarrassed?" Qian Yuehong sneered, "You invited us here, but you tried your best to obstruct it, you were embarrassed in every way, you wanted to extort a sum of money for everything, and in turn said that we embarrassed you?

Qian Yuehong changed her previous silence, choked the village with a few words, and glanced meaningfully at the dried corpses on the ground.

"Oh, girl, if you can't check it, it's not your turn, right?"

The village chief retorted to Qian Yuehong with a dark face, Fu Jialan heard the village chief say this, and didn't want to spend any more time with him, so she said lightly: "It seems that you choose the latter." ”

………………………………………………………………………………………… The mysterious dried corpse volume is basically the first draft, so it is inevitably rough compared to the death information, but this volume still has to be changed in the future. So the rabbit is now asking for everyone's opinions, is it to stop the update for three weeks and write and revise it again, or to fix it again after two days?