The ghost man smiled gloomily, "Dye'er, my good dyeer, you have to remember, Benhou is the master of the hall in the ghost spirit under the main seat of the gate." ”

Although Murong Qingran is not very clear about this ghost gate, she has already seen the ghost gate master Si Kou Zhong in Mantou Mountain, that is a fierce king of ghosts, martial arts are still unfathomable, in the world, only the master of Qishan can deal with it, and this person who pretended to be her uncle Murong He turned out to be one of the four hall masters under Si Kou Zhong.

"Bold ghost, don't hurt my sister!" After the ghost man reported his name, Murong Hao, who was trembling with fear just now, suddenly got up and blocked Murong Qingran with a knife.

"Your sister? Boy, you're a bit of a guts. Then let Ben Hou come and see if you have the ability to protect your sister! "The ghost man struck quickly, insidiously and ruthlessly, and his move was deadly.

"Be careful." Murong Qingran thought that this Qingtuanzi couldn't stop it with a single move, but she didn't want to, she actually looked away, and after a few moves, this Qingtuanzi was still alive.

"The way of heaven is clear, all things work together, and the demons and evil are scattered!" Qing Tuanzi recited the mantra, and a ray of light emanated from Ruan Shi's knife, illuminating this mountain as if it were day in the dark night.

The ghost was surprised, what a hidden boy, it turned out that he was also a Taoist disciple who had practiced for many years!

"The light of the bright moon, protect the thousands of disciples of my ghost sect!" The ghost also began to dance the ghost dance and sing the ghost talisman, the ghost voice was terrible, more terrifying than before, he flew to Qingtuanzi, "Boy, then let Ben Hou tear the skin off your face and see where you are sacred?" ”

"Good sister, you go first!" Qing Tuanzi sent Murong Qingran out of the three zhang with one palm, and he resisted the ghost head-on.

The two fought, their figures changed, Murong Qingran was a person who didn't know martial arts, and he couldn't see who they were winning or losing at all, but Murong Qingran also knew that since Qingtuanzi let her go first, she was definitely not sure that she could win against this evil ghost. She stayed, and was useless except dragging. Only if she escaped first, with the martial arts of Qingtuanzi, she could finally escape from the hands of evil ghosts.

"Brother, take care!" Murong Qingran turned around and burrowed into the bushes.

Qing Tuanzi is dragging the evil ghosts, and she can escape as long as she can.

Murong Qingran didn't dare to hesitate, and ran quickly, using all the strength of his body.

"He's a scholar! Heha, this face is quite white! Behind him, there was a loud laugh of the ghost, and he was holding the skin that had just been ripped off Qing Tuanzi's face.

"You devil, why are you so rude!" Qing Tuanzi touched his face, fortunately, he was not injured, if he was slashed a few times by this ghost, then wouldn't he be as hateful as a disciple of the ghost sect.

Woo, he doesn't want to be a ghost.

"Dye'er, my Dye'er, don't run!" Seeing that Murong Qingran had run away, the ghost was in a hurry, he left Qingtuanzi behind, and he wanted to chase after him.

This pervert still refuses to let go of his sister, Qing Tuanzi has no time to care about his face, if it was in the past, he must have taken care of his face first, but now he finally recognized a sister, if there is a good one, the king of Chu will not cut his face first, Qing Tuanzi chased and shouted, "Keep fighting, ghost, we haven't finished fighting yet." ”

The ghost was too lazy to entangle with Qingtuanzi, and his body was phantom, in the dark, like a fish in water, flashing fast. Qing Tuanzi originally wanted to hold this evil ghost back, but in the dark, this evil ghost did not fight him head-on, and used the night to attack him at any time, flickering left and right, and caught him off guard.

Cunning. Qingtuanzi gradually became weaker.

The ghost pounced violently, Qingtuanzi flashed, and then, the ghost flew in the direction of Murong Qingran, "Boy, when Benhou catches Dye'er, I'll clean you up again!" ”

Qing Tuanzi secretly said that it was bad, ignoring the pain of being scratched by the ghost just now, and chased after him again. But when it comes to light work, and walking at night, he is the opponent of the ghost.

"Qingtuanzi, Murong Qingran!" After a while, the thirteenth prince also rushed over, he grabbed Qingtuanzi, and went crazy, "Didn't this king ask you to protect her, how did you protect her!" ”

Looking at the thirteenth prince with an angry face, Qing Tuanzi felt weak, "Lord Wang, you let go of your subordinates first, and then don't chase after you, Miss Murong is in danger." "It's terrible, is King Chu going to kill him?

"In which direction?" The thirteen sons' eyes were red.

Qing Tuanzi pointed forward weakly, "Wang ......" has not finished speaking, how can there be the shadow of the thirteenth son.

Another light skill faster than him, Qing Tuanzi drooped his head, and seemed to hear a sound of horses' hooves, and he looked back, it was the Liang Gongzi.

Qing Tuanzi, you are really useless, Qing Tuanzi slapped himself, and after that, he also chased after him, no matter what, if the ghost dares to hurt his sister, he just fights this face, and he wants to save her back.

In the dark, Murong Qingran couldn't tell the direction. She didn't know where she was going, only stumbling forward.

Is it in this direction, or is it there?

She was afraid of the dark, and with the approaching ghost sound in her ears, she was even more panicked.

If he could choose to die, Murong Qingran would rather die. But the people in the city, as well as the entire Murong clan, were all affected because of her, how could she ignore it.

Death is such a simple thing, a hundred!

"Dye'er, my Dye'er, where are you going?" The ghost cried and laughed, and I don't know if he was sad or happy, but when he heard him cry again, it must have succeeded.

Ghosts, after all, are not the same as people.

Murong Qingran was tired of running, and he couldn't run anymore, so he held on to the tree and gasped.

"Why, don't run away." The ghost floated down from mid-air and looked at Murong Qingran as if she were his meal.

"Don't come here!" Murong Qingran pulled out the golden hairpin and pressed it against her neck, she was not afraid of death, but she was unwilling.

"Dye'er, you play this trick with Ben Hou again. Again, I'm afraid it's useless. The ghost laughed wantonly, "If you want to die, Benhou will not stop you." When you die, Benhou strips you of your clothes and swallows the white and tender flesh of your body into his belly piece by piece. In this way, you will always be with Benhou, hehahaha! ”

"You're ......!" Murong Qingran had seen the shamelessness of the ghost, and he couldn't imagine that he would show mercy to her subordinates that day. If it is really as the ghost said, then she can't even die.

Murong Qingran put down the golden hairpin, she knew that this disgusting ghost could do it.

"This is Benhou's good dye." The ghost grabbed Murong Qingran, and his ugly face was close to Murong Qingran, "Go back to the ghost gate with Ben Hou, there, Ben Hou will definitely let you live this life in vain, hehahaha." ”

Murong Qingran bit his lip tightly, almost biting the lip flap to bleed.