Chapter 69: Don't cut it
After the merger, the ghost thing is two meters high, the whole body is red, and the ghost aura is swirling, as if draped in a hazy veil, like a dream, true and false.
When he slowly showed his figure, he turned out to be a big guy with strong bones and muscles, but his head was a little small, and he didn't know if his IQ was enough.
Zhang Aihua and Mo Yiqian were immediately stunned, and Lin Tong hid behind Mo Yian, and his face became more and more pale.
Seeing that the position was robbed, Da Zhuang had to take a pillow and hide behind the sofa, carefully paying attention to the changes in the situation in the field.
As long as he is annoyed and slightly defeated, he would rather jump off the building and die than be occupied by ghosts and do some things that harm the girl.
......Ahh
"Stinky boy, before the soul-suppressing soup is cooked, you dare to open the lid of the pot? If you spoil my good deeds, I will also spoil your good deeds!"
The voice is sometimes majestic, sometimes charming, sometimes cold, sometimes immature, like the voices of the four ghosts before are mixed together, after all, the reverberation is too poor, with obvious burrs, very harsh.
The red ghost leaned down and rushed over, with a rich red flame, and the target was not Mo Yifu, but Lin Tong, who was shivering behind him.
Mo straightened up and put the judge's pen on his chest.
"Hey~Six gods combined with the Thunder King?Will you strike the Thunder King one last time? Forgive you and won't!Will you bluff~"
The judge's pen flashed with golden light, and the tip of the pen was instantly as hard as iron, and it was inserted into the chest of the ghost, as if it was stabbed on the window paper.
Puff ~ Ahh......h
The red ghost's body was directly poked out of a hole, and the ghost qi overflowed a lot from the broken place. It let out a cry of pain, and the red flames weakened a little. The four ghosts combined and suffered a big loss in one face, how can they stop!
As if enraged, his hands gave birth to nails, like a Wolverine, and the nails rubbed back and forth in one place, rubbing bursts of fire.
"Dare to poke me, see if I don't kill you!"
Then I saw that its nails kept dancing, and in the next second, it danced straight towards Mo Yifu's body.
Menacing!
His eyes were slightly condensed, and Mo Yianan put away his thoughts about playing tickets, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, and began to take it seriously. Holding the judge's pen in his right hand, he waved it quickly, and the golden light flickered. In the blink of an eye, he drew a circle in front of him, like a golden flatbread, covering both him and his woman.
The red ghost's claws clawed at the flatbread for a while, like a street woman fighting, out of order, but soon the flatbread was cut into a cake, and then turned into a golden light and scattered one after another.
Mo Yifu's painting art was easily scratched by the other party, causing his body to be obviously injured, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't take a step back, because Lin Tong was behind him.
Da Zhuang saw it clearly from the side, and he was injured and bleeding. It's never been the case since he started his ghost hunting career. He can't really die, or everybody will be doomed.
Da Zhuang thought for a moment, and suddenly jumped out from behind the sofa.
"Red-haired ghost, don't be arrogant, look at grandpa's secret weapon!"
His body briefly leaped in the air and threw the pillow in his hand towards his target, like throwing a discus. In his opinion, it will be able to hit the ghosts, and it will also bring a little damage.
The red ghost glanced at him, cold and ruthless, as if he was saying goodbye to his lover. The mouth covered with black fangs suddenly opened, and a mouthful of red mist was spitted, and the pillow was unabated under the big strong infusion, but when it encountered the red mist, it immediately withered.
The pillowcase printed with the pink Peppa Pig was directly corroded into strips of cloth, and the sponge inside was exposed, and it also turned into wisps of debris flying around.
Da Zhuang was startled, and planned to use another pillow as a weapon, but the pillow was on another sofa, and there was the fierce ghost in between. He was a little hesitant, if he wanted to get the pillow in the past, he had to pass the ghost level first, not to mention that the lethality of the pillow was really limited, and the first level alone was already difficult.
So, he gave up. He chose to hide far away so as not to be caught, which helped him.
He thought a lot, but in the end he didn't do anything. The ghost creature took one look at him, and it shattered his fighting spirit.
"Ah quack~" The ghost saw Da Zhuang turn around and wanted to run, with a wave of his arm, a stream of red yin qi came out, Da Zhuang was caught off guard and was hit in the middle, and looked back at the sneak attack guy before falling to the ground.
"You are so ruthless, people have already surrendered and fled, and they won't let me go!"
Seeing that his friend was knocked down and lost his combat effectiveness, Mo Yifu clutched his chest and took two steps back, his steps were a little staggering, and Lin Tong hurriedly supported him.
"It's annoying, are you okay? Why don't we surrender too, the other party is so strong!"
"Heh~ He's strong, it doesn't matter if he's strong or not! I can't let you have trouble! cough cough ......" Mo Yian's face was a little flushed, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he secretly hesitated in his heart, heroes are really not easy to be, if it weren't for the safety of his beautiful girlfriend, he wouldn't have run away early.
"I'm annoying, but you don't look good, I'm worried about you~"
"It's okay, it's enough to have your encouragement! I can't handle the little combined ghost, how can I be worthy of this pen! I don't believe how fierce the ghost of Baocheng can be?"
Quietly pushing Lin Tong away, Mo Yifu held the judge's pen with both hands, staring at the red ghost in front of him, and the black clothes on his body gradually bulged, as if there was a hair dryer behind him to render the background.
"Ah~ A little cold man arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon!"
Mo Yi was annoyed like an idiot who had eaten Brother Wei and saw the girl wandering alone in the alley, screamed and rushed up, and stabbed the judge's pen in his hand as a spear. The indomitable momentum made Lin Tong subconsciously cover his mouth, for fear that some frustrated shouts would affect his performance.
A pair of small eyes on the red ghost's little head twitched and turned, allowing the other party to shout and attack.
When the judge's pen burst in front of him, a pair of ghost claws suddenly swung out, like driving away flies, effortlessly turning Mo Yi's suffocating attack into invisibility. His whole body was like a swing with a broken string, and with a swish, he flew upside down.
Landed right on the couch!
Syllable......
The cushion of the sofa was completely deformed, and even the spring popped out, and his huge body shook and turned over.
"Damn, what did you eat to grow up, you have so much strength? If it weren't for the sofa, I would almost be killed by you~"
Mo Yian, who turned it over, snorted a few times, and spit out a mouthful of sponge, mixed with a trace of blood.
"The sponge tastes so unpalatable, it tastes like chewing wax!Dead ghost, you managed to provoke me, don't blame me for not giving you one last chance!Hmph, if you run away now, I'll treat you as if I've never seen you, spare your life!Measure it yourself~"
Mo Yifu lay on the sofa and looked at the red ghost quietly, with such favorable conditions, the other party would definitely be moved.
Lin Tong saw that Mo Yifu was beaten out, his face was pale, and there was a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, he was very worried, and he was about to rush over.
"Don't come here, no! I can fight again! Little ghost, I really can't help you?"
He said it bravely, but in his heart he kept complaining. In particular, he communicated with Lu Xiaoju several times, wanting her to show up and clean up this ghost, but there was no response.
Playthings are demoralized, no matter how fun the game is, the master is about to hang up, and the truth that the skin does not have hair will be attached, don't you understand the dignified pen spirit at all?
But his shouting was useless, Lu Xiaoju was like he forgot at home and didn't bring it out, no matter how he shouted threats and intimidation, he just didn't show up!
"Quack...... Boy, you're in vain. Even with your half-level level, you are delusional to subdue me, not to mention the cross-regional strength suppression, even with my half-step ghost level, you can't blaspheme?"
The red ghost slowly walked to the sofa, the saliva at the corner of his mouth dripping to the ground, and every time he took a step closer, Mo Yiyi felt that the temperature around him was a little colder.
"Although you are half a bucket of water, as long as I can swallow your soul, I can grow a lot stronger, and the chances of winning the battle for the ghost guy who defends the city can be a little more. So, I would like to thank you for showing up!"
The red ghost walked up to Mo Yifu's side, grabbed one of his feet, and with a click, his ankle was easily pinched off.
Mo Yi screamed in pain.
Click, the other ankle was broken.
"Ouch, I'm your ancestor, you bastard! The two countries are at war, don't cut it! If you are not satisfied with the conditions, you can talk about it again! I hurt people for no reason, it's vulgar and rude! I want to mobilize fans to condemn you~"