Time is like dew under the scorching sun, disappearing without a trace, a faint white of fish belly floated in the eastern sky, and Wei and Ran Jing slowly withdrew the hand pressed on Du Kang's vest, and each exhaled a long breath, whistling like a sword.

The two girls stood up, wiped the fine sweat from the corners of their foreheads, and glanced at each other, both of them seeing the incredibleness in their hearts.

At this time, Du Kang also opened his eyes, moved his arms, and felt the true qi surging in his body, only then did he finally feel that he was alive again, jumped up from the ground, and the two punches were shot out one after another, and there were two banging explosions in the air, looking down at his fist, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he wondered when he had reached the realm of sound and fist.

"Boy, how do you feel now?" A shrill voice sounded, it was the third child with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, walking duck steps with his hands behind his back, walking in front of Du Kang step by step, looking at Du Kang from one glance to the next, Du Kang felt a burst of hair on his back, touched his nose with his fingers, and said with a sneer, "It feels good, I don't know you... What are you looking for me?"

Although Du Kang felt that the ghost in front of him, who was only up to his shoulder, did not look like a good ghost, his ancestors had to shout the third brother, and Du Kang could not be disrespected.

"Hehe, you can just call me the third grandfather. The ghost with the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes raised his hand to stroke the seven upwards and eight downward dog oil mustaches on his lips, but he was not polite at all, circled around Du Kang twice, laughed, turned his head and shouted to the scholar who was still sitting on the Rakshasa door, "Boss, what you said is really right, this kid has a strange treasure, tsk, it's a pity, he can't use it yet, and he can't exert one-ten-thousandth of his power, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

"Boss. Du Kang's ancestor looked up at the scholar and stopped talking, but what he meant, the others all understood.

The scholar's eyes swallowed two fine lights, like a long sword out of the sheath, sharp and incomparable, and the clothes were moving, and the person had already floated in front of Du Kang.

With a clear gaze, Du Kang only felt that this person was like two little suns in his eyes, and he couldn't look directly at it, so he couldn't help but turn his head sideways.

"Get up!" the scholar raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Du Kang's head, and a soft reprimand was like spring thunder, as if the space trembled slightly with his voice.

Du Kang only felt that the hand was pressed on the top of his head, and a majestic force was suppressed downward like the top of a mountain, and the bones of his body clicked and clicked.

"Little..."Seeing that the scholar suddenly made a move, he took a step forward and was about to make a move, but Ran Jing beside him reached out and grabbed his arm, and whispered in his ear, "He's helping Xiaopang, this person has a very extraordinary background, maybe he can figure out why Xiaopang can't set foot in the congenital." ”

"Hmm. Wei Jiang glanced at the scholar suspiciously, slowly retreated to his original position, stood side by side with Ran Jing, and a pair of small hands unconsciously grabbed Ran Jing's hand, which made Ran Jing look at Wei Wei a little strangely, and then with a sudden expression, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he patted his little hand gently.

"It's rare, it seems that this little guy does have some luck, it's really rare for this guy to help people. The bald young man raised his hand and touched the top of his smooth head, turned his head to look outside the No. 2 old dormitory building, sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Xue Yiren's small waist, and looked at the red-robed ghost king with two mellow red lumps flying up his cheeks and smiled, "Let's go back too, the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, it seems that we can't get out this time." ”

"It doesn't matter to me whether I go out or not, as long as I can be with the king, I will be satisfied. Xue Yiren lowered his head, his eyes timidly glanced at the bald young man's eyes, and then moved away at the slightest touch, a pair of small hands were entangled, and the voice of the voice was not much louder than the cry of mosquitoes.

The other ghosts on the side covered their mouths and snickered.

"Ahh

At the same time, Du Kang screamed, raised his head and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person fell straight back, but fortunately, the scholar reached out and grabbed the front of his clothes so that he did not fall to the ground.

"What's wrong with him?" Weiwei rushed up first, hugged the unconscious Du Kang, glared at the scholar and asked loudly, Ran Jing and the six ghosts also surrounded him, looking worried.

"He's in a weird situation. The scholar looked down at the palm he had just pressed on the top of Du Kang's head, the palm showed a strange color of half snow white and half pitch black, frowned slightly, and said indifferently, "Don't worry, he won't be fine, you let him rest first, we are going back too, if you have anything to ask, just wait for tonight." ”

The scholar didn't stop after speaking, he turned around and left, a pitch-black portal appeared in the void in front of him, stepped in, and the six ghosts also followed, but the last fourth brother turned his head to look at Du Kang when he entered the door, shook his head and sighed softly, and also entered the portal.

As the Rakshasa Gate retracted inch by inch into the ground, the black portal vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

"Hey, when did that bald head leave?" Ran Jing suddenly found that the bald young man and Xue Yiren had disappeared without knowing when.

"Fortunately, Chubby's life is not in danger, but I can't enter his sea of knowledge, and even the connection between the deeds has been severed. After slightly inspecting Du Kang's body, he let out a sigh, but he asked Ran Jing worriedly, "Jingjing, what do you say is going on with Chubby?"

Ran Jing held her white chin with her fingers, and after pondering for a while, she couldn't think of a reason, so she had to shake her head, "I don't know very well, it's all because that old guy's mobile phone is not in the service area for three days, otherwise he should know." ”

Ran Jing mentioned her master, although her tone was not very respectful, a smile unconsciously appeared in her eyebrows, and she squatted beside Weiwei to persuade her, "I don't think Xiaopang's face is a short-lived ghost, you can rest assured." ”

"If it weren't for me, he would probably have reported to Brother Cui by now. He laughed slightly, turned his head to look at Ran Jing, bumped his best friend with his shoulder, and his mood was a little better, "Let's just wait here, it is estimated that there will be results tonight, and Lao Wang's remnant soul is still in the hands of Xue Yiren, we have to get it back." ”

"I don't think I need it, giggles, I really didn't expect you two to be dead, but it's okay, if I swallow you two, I won't have to be controlled by that old immortal anymore. ”

An ethereal voice came from all directions.

"Who!" Ran Jing got up suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and her gaze slowly swept around, but she didn't find where the speaker was.

"That uncle Chenghuang is a bait, and now that you two big fish are hooked, the bait is useless. The voice sounded again, and then a figure was thrown in sideways, and fell at Ran Jing's feet with a thud, it was the old king who was sent to Cangcheng by Cang Jin and Xiaobai...