Chapter 132: The Evil Ghost Is Him

Han Hua looked at the ropes she tied to her hands and feet, and said quite proudly: "This rope is specially prepared for you......" He squinted his eyes and thought about it seriously, before slowly adding: "It's been a year." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

As he spoke, he approached her and took a few sharp breaths, looking very intoxicated.

Hua Lingcai clearly sensed that his outgoing demonic qi was sucked by him...... She was shocked and angry, he really came to steal her demonic energy.

Suddenly an answer came out of her mind, this Han painting was the evil ghost she met in the barren mountain at that time?

Thinking of this, she quickly blocked Shenlu's contact with the outside world. At that time, she asked both Freehand and Shenlu to deal with the evil ghost, and Shenlu went first...... However, Shenlu knew that she would do this, and escaped from her sea of knowledge first.

Hua Lingcai closed her eyes to calm down.

"What's so good about you following a basilisk?" Han Hua sat down next to her, and lowered his voice to follow the temptation, "A yin body like me is more suitable for you, and the two of us are a perfect match." ā€

He leaned forward to Hua Lingcai vigorously, and almost buried his face in her neck socket several times.

Hua Lingcai couldn't bear it, and he didn't care that his hands and feet were strangled into flesh and blood by ropes, and he jumped out of the ground. She pursed her lips at the same time and spat out a large cloud of flames at him.

If she can't deal with Han Hua, she will definitely not be able to get out safely. And Han Hua moved her from Dongtang Village here, apparently because he was wary of her possible escape. He is Drizzle-kun outside, and he has invited many well-known characters with his fame as Drizzle-kun, so that she will be restrained and dare not expose herself.

The male voice said again at this time: "Ling'er, don't panic first, you send me some magic power, I should be able to-"

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a female voice: "I am your Ling'er, you should think about me at this time!" ā€

Hua Lingcai didn't expect to be freehand, but the situation of freehand ignoring men and women reminded her: don't rely on external forces at any time, if she was in the barren mountains at that time to personally kill this evil ghost, how could there be such a thing today?

Over the past year or so, not only has her inner magic increased dramatically, but as a counterbalance between her inner and inner powers, her spiritual power has also increased greatly. At this time, the flames she spat out were as tall as a man.

Sanlu was hiding on the sidelines and was thinking about diving into the sea of demonic consciousness, and when he saw the flames, he immediately gave up the idea. You still can't be in a hurry to find that Warcraft God senior, if one accidentally puts himself into it, which only has a hundred years of life, it will be a big loss.

The smugness on the face of the drizzle Jun Han Hua suddenly turned into panic.

Hua Lingcai leaned against the table behind him and sneered: "Do you think I really dare not do it?" ā€

Although her hands and feet were tied, and blood flowed from time to time on the plain white magic rope, she leaned against the table to show a strange beauty. She looked at him like an infatuated girl looking at her sweetheart.

The panic revealed by Han Hua's flames was instantly replaced by another emotion. This witch is different, how can those female ghosts have such affectionate and vivid eyes?

Unconsciously, Han Hua was surrounded by fierce flames. He looked at Hua Lingcai dumbfounded, like a hairy boy who had just met love.

Hua Lingcai slowly moved to him, looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Han Hua's hand began to move, and he was busy untying her from the magic rope. He untied her feet, and Hua Lingcai squatted down and asked him to untie her hands again.

"Heh......" Han Hua laughed softly.

Hua Lingcai took a step back, retracted the expression on his face, and looked at him with a heavy gaze.

Shen Lu sighed secretly on the side, and thought to himself: "This Hua Lingcai is really stupid as always, and he dares to take out that charming Taoist practice to deal with this ghost cultivator." It's just overwhelming! ā€

It thought of the grievances it had suffered over the past few days, and felt that this situation was simply refreshing. It's best to let this stupid girl suffer a little more, and when she can't hold it anymore, it must look very good when she cries for help from her father.

When Shen Lu thought like this, Hua Lingcai's little face became more and more miserable, but Han Hua, who was surrounded by her in the ring of fire, stood up straight, took a generous step forward, and easily passed through the raging flames.

Hua Lingcai saw a pale blue halo flash on his body extremely quickly as he passed through the flames. The color reminded her of the blue feathers that the demon had taken out when she was in the barren mountains.

She asked, "A year ago in that barren mountain, you saved your life with two feathers, and this time you specially made the inner clip of the body protector with the same material to deal with me?" ā€

Han Hua looked at her with a pale face and kept moving backwards, "You finally remembered, and it was not in vain that I prepared carefully for you...... Ah, do you see how my face is now, is it more handsome than that one? ā€

He was not in a hurry to go, but this was not an open and flat place after all, Hua Lingcai retreated a few steps, and then there was no way to retreat, and he reached a dead end.

There is a screen behind it, and behind the screen is a place to change clothes and place buckets.

Han Hua couldn't help but laugh out loud again, "Xiao Cai, be careful not to fall!" ā€

He took out a folding fan in his hand and pretended to cover it around his mouth and nose.

Hua Lingcai closed her eyes.

This made Han Hua more and more proud.

He put the folding fan away, and was about to pick up her chin with the fan bone, when a palm-sized mosquito suddenly flew in front of him, and the slender mouthparts poked neatly into the back of his hand.

A strange itching and unbearable feeling came to his face, and he was so excited by this long-lost feeling that he trembled suddenly, and he almost couldn't even hold the folding fan in his hand.

"You got this?!" Han Hua took a fan and killed the hateful mosquito, but was escaped by it several times. And when he was angry and dealing with the big mosquito, Hua Lingcai had already fled to the other side of the room.

Hua Lingcai sat cross-legged directly on the bed. It wasn't safer to get out now than to stay in this room, so she had to do her best to get a few more of these big mosquitoes.

This is exactly the art of alchemy she learned from "Heavenly Blessing Sacrifice". This is very similar to the magic of witchcraft, this kind of alchemy can only give birth to low-level creatures without intelligence in the initial stage, such as mosquitoes, flies and ants. She is only in the initial stage, and mosquitoes are the best offensive and defensive in this category, so she secretly gave birth to a big mosquito.