On the occasion of the war, Bao Ye wanted to drink, and when he touched his waist, he found that the wine gourd had fallen in the empty grave and was not brought out, and he was suddenly a little helpless and a little lost.

"Drink mine!" Over there, Zhao Gongming took out a pot of old wine out of nowhere, poured it himself, and then threw it to Bao Ye.

Bao Ye caught the flask, opened the lid and drank it all, and then shouted: "Good wine!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?" Zhao Gongming quipped.

"I'm a ghost doctor, if I can be poisoned by you, it's your ability!" Bao Ye said proudly, and then slammed the wine jug in his hand on the ground, smashing it to pieces.

"Then I'm going to make a move!" Zhao Gongming said in a deep voice when he saw this.

"Accompany me to the end!" Bao Ye responded.

"Then help me see how my puppet is refining first!" Zhao Gongming said in a deep voice, and the ghost-faced man who had been standing in front of him moved!

"The momentum is good, but it is estimated that it is a paper tiger that can only scare people!" Looking at the ghost-faced man who rushed towards him, Bao Ye gave such a comment, and then the ghost-faced man appeared in front of him, and his face was full of anger, obviously because Bao Ye was very dissatisfied with his comment.

When he approached, the ghost-faced man opened his big mouth at Bao Ye and revealed those few pitch-black fangs with an angry roar, and Bao Ye dodged and dodged, as nimble as a monkey.

"What do you usually eat with this thing, your mouth stinks!" Bao Ye leaned against a big tree, raised a hand and slapped it vigorously in front of his nose a few times.

"Human flesh, and I like to eat fatty meat!" Zhao Gongming, who stood by and watched, added fuel and vinegar to the side, and there was a great posture of watching the excitement without thinking of a big matter.

"Oh, in this way, my dead fat man is to his taste!" Bao Ye laughed to himself, and in the next second, the ghost-faced man appeared in front of him again, this time instead of roaring, he raised his left hand and stabbed Bao Ye.

"It's fast!" Bao Ye dodged and said these two words at the same time, the ghost face man's move was bound to be obtained, but he didn't expect to be dodged by Bao Ye, and he couldn't take it back if he wanted to, so he stuck his whole hand on the trunk of the tree and fell into half of his arm.

"But it's useless!" dodging the ghost-faced man's attack again, Bao Ye walked around behind the ghost-faced man, sarcastically, this is undoubtedly humiliating for the ghost-faced man, although the ghost-faced man who has been humiliated twice in a row has no flowing blood in his body, but the blood is still there, and it is much stronger than ordinary people. I saw him raise his head to the sky and roar angrily, and then suddenly pulled his hand out of the trunk of the tree, which actually cut off the waist of the thicker tree in the arms of the two men. The tree crashed to the ground, stirring up countless fallen leaves and dust.

"Yo, it's huge, but I'm afraid it's thunder and rain!" Bao Ye continued to mock.

"I didn't expect our big ghost doctor to be very good at his kung fu!" Zhao Gongming probably couldn't listen anymore, and finally opened his mouth to fight back.

"What kind of verbal kung fu, this is called psychological tactics, is it difficult to defeat a person's psychology and then defeat him?" Bao Ye replied with a snicker, but the next second he suddenly patted his belly and added with a sudden realization: "This thing is not human!" In the next second, the ghost-faced man appeared in front of Bao Ye again, still imposing, the difference was that this time he used his hands, the speed was several times faster than before, and at the same time of attacking, the nails of his fingers instantly became longer, as if he was wearing gloves inlaid with steel knives, and came out alternately, not giving Bao Ye a chance to breathe at all.

Bao Ye finally stopped being absent-minded and began to fight wholeheartedly, and was taken the initiative by the ghost-faced man at first, so he was always pressed and beaten. The ghost-faced man kept attacking, and Bao Ye kept retreating, retreating into the woods, and for the next period of time, big trees kept falling to the ground in the forest. By the stream, Zhao Gongming simply sat cross-legged on the ground, and somewhere he found a pot of wine, drinking while watching the desperate struggle in the forest, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all.

Bao Ye, who has been in a slight situation, finally found an opportunity under the cover of a big tree, he took advantage of the big tree to shake, and the ghost-faced man hit the big tree heavily, Bao Ye took the opportunity to get out and jumped to the side. He looked at himself, only to realize that his body had been scratched by the Ghostface's steel knife-like nails in multiple places, and he was bleeding. He took out a black pill from his pocket and swallowed it, and the wound on his body immediately stopped bleeding and quickly scabbed.

"It's good that Uncle Ben is a medicine seller, but it's time for your guy's nails to be repaired!" Bao Ye first looked at the scabbed wound, and then looked at the ghost-faced man who came back to his senses and was about to attack again, and said seriously. The Ghostface roared in displeasure, then rushed over with both hands waving.

Bao Ye's side took out a large black pair of scissors from his bag and stood in place, waiting for the enemy. When the ghost-faced man approached, he stabbed his left hand at Bao Ye, who quickly dodged the attack sideways, and then grabbed the ghost-faced man's left hand and slammed forward, and the five nails of the ghost-faced man's left hand pierced into a tree trunk directly in front of him. Bao Ye raised his hand is a pair of scissors, fast, accurate, and ruthless, cutting off the rootless nails of the ghost-faced man's left hand in unison!

"Whew!" the ghost-faced man suddenly roared, both angry and painful.

"Are you also afraid of pain?" asked Bao Ye pretending to be curious.

The ghost-faced man turned over and slashed at Bao Ye with one hand, this time with his right hand.

"That's right!" Bao Ye said with a smile, then raised his left hand, put it on the right hand of the ghost-faced man, pressed it down lightly, and removed the strength of his right hand, and then slid down and clasped the ghost-faced man's right wrist, and then pulled it in his own direction, and actually put the ghost-faced man's right hand on his shoulder, and suppressed it with only his left hand. The right hand holding the scissors went around the back of his head and "clicked" a pair of scissors, cutting off all the nails of the ghost-faced man's right hand.

"Whoa......" At this time, the ghost-faced man howled again and again, looking extremely painful. Bao Ye took his right hand off his shoulder and pushed it forward, and the ghost-faced man fell to the ground in pain, and the tips of the ten fingers of his hands kept bleeding out black viscous liquid.

"You know how powerful Bao Ye is! You are still not happy when you say that you are a paper tiger!" Bao Ye waved his scissors, triumphant.

At the same time as Bao Ye reprimanded the ghost-faced man, the ghost-faced man suddenly stopped howling, and there was no longer black liquid flowing out of his fingertips. He jerked his head up, and his empty eyes suddenly flashed with a bloody glint, and then the black liquid that began to flow from his eye sockets like the previous fingertips, and more and more, thicker and thicker, and in a few moments it flowed all over the ground. The ghost-faced man's eyes also turned from pitch-black hollow to scarlet in the process, as if two blood cells had suddenly been inserted into his eye sockets!

(End of chapter)