Chapter 80: Li Haiyang's ghost is in hand

Can it be strong once just by using it once?

She thought to herself, and the pen in her hand turned, and the golden brilliance became more and more brilliant as it turned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Suddenly, her hand changed direction, and the soft tip of the pen touched the ghost scroll, and a ghost crying wolf howl in her ear quickly turned into an indistinguishable laughter. Mo Xiaozao's body stiffened, and he thought of what his mother said when he was a child, listening to ghosts crying still has a way to live, and listening to ghosts laughing is not a way to live at all.

That time, her mother didn't wake up for three days, and when she woke up, she was also seriously ill.

She shuddered and opened her eyes, which were now black, and in the black came from all directions, like a strange cry that pinched her throat. The cold hand rested on her calf, grinding down her calf, and a distinctive laugh grew closer and closer to her ear.

It is said to be unique, but the laughter is exceptionally gentle among the many resentful and windy voices.

Keep telling yourself not to care, don't care, you can't turn back, once you turn back, the yang fire in your body will be extinguished.

The cold hand had touched her throat, and the touch of ice was grinding against her neck.

Unconsciously, she turned her head with that hand, a pair of dark green eyes staring at her in black, and facing her was a pair of bright red eyes, so she could see the smile on the other person's face.

A smile close to the root of her ear, red bleeding eyes, the other party touched her neck and leaned on her shoulder.

"It smells so good." A sharp and unpleasant voice spat out from that lip, and it was immediately clear that the ghost in front of him had not spoken for a long time.

Her body weighed like a thousand pounds, and she could only watch the black fade and the dense ghosts like ants in the room, smiling at her.

She is a little fortunate that she doesn't have a phobia of intensity.

There was a painful memory in his neck, and the hand holding the pen was raised, and he poked at the other party's front door.

The ghost in front of him disappeared at once, and the pen with golden light poked on the forehead of the ghost behind him, and was given by the unlucky ghost who was poked to howl at the doctor, wrapped in golden mist, and disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

"Huh." The rest of the goblins screamed and pounced on her.

She looked at the ghost behind the group of ghosts, the ghost who kept smiling, even when all the ghosts showed their resentment and stared at her.

Feeling her gaze, the smiling ghost raised his eyebrows at her, and the light black ghost enveloped himself layer by layer. With a bang, she threw out the pen in her hand, and the golden pen pierced the smiling ghost's eyebrows without hesitation with the sound of breaking the wind.

The ghosts that swarmed towards her disappeared in an instant, and her body suddenly lost its strength.

Bet right.

Sure enough, if there is no one ghost, these ghosts will all disappear, and it will disappear like this, proving that all ghosts are subordinate to her, and the ghost roll is really something she can drive.

Although it was only half, this ghost scroll was really powerful, and I couldn't wait to spread it out and draw a fox on it, and the fox jumped off the paper in an instant, looked around, and stood opposite her.

The little fox was not big, only as tall as her calf, with white fur and eyes, staring at her nimbly, with the smile she had just seen.

"Help me go outside and bring back a little cabbage." She gave her own orders, sat on her bed and looked at the door.

The little fox looked at her sideways and tilted her head sideways, and then twisted her body and walked out, her little white paws casually stepping on the ground. Turning his hand and glancing at the time, Bai Luohuan should be awake now, watering the little cabbage.

Sure enough, in less than three minutes, Bai Luohuan in the living room roared, and sentence by sentence, the dead fox returned my little cabbage.

The little cabbage was still not returned, and fell into her hands under her smug eyes.

The white fox glanced at her and went straight back to the ghost scroll.

What Bai Luohuan, who rushed into the room, saw her holding a little cabbage, holding a pen in one hand, and her whole body was wet. glanced at the ghost roll in front of her, and snatched her little cabbage.

As soon as the doorbell rang, she and Bai Luo walked downstairs happily, it should be Li Haiyang who came over.

Old Man Li's movements are definitely very fast.

Li Haiyang, who was standing outside the door, grabbed a palm-sized piece of paper, which was thin and transparent, white and attractive, and exuded a faint fragrance.

"Excuse me, my grandfather asked me to come over for a while, is Xiaozao there?"

Li Haiyang nodded to Mo Xi'an, walked directly into the room where he had been here several times, and naturally sat in the living room, sweeping his eyes around and falling on the two people who came down from upstairs.

Mo Xiaozao was wearing Mo Xi's pajamas, her small body was caged under the clothes, and her half-exposed calves were exceptionally smooth, even if she looked carefully, it was difficult to find leg hair.

Compared with her, Bai Luohuan is much more dressed, with a vicious little face, and a little cabbage like a jade in his hand.

"Editor, your ghost scroll?" She looked at the hands of the person in front of her, and her gaze finally fell on the transparent ghost scroll.

No wonder Old Man Li would choose to give this half to Li Haiyang, the aroma and luster, at a glance, it can be seen that it is different from the ghost scroll in her hand.

"My ghost scroll is different from yours, compared to the evil ghosts you have there, what I have here are the tears left by the ghosts." Because of the ghost mood of tears, this half of the ghost roll is not only good-looking, but also very different in function.

Li Haiyang's explanation of this ghost scroll sentence by sentence can bring luck and make him feel much more sensitive.

"However, Grandpa Li said that the editor is big, and this half of your ghost scroll is used to save your life." She listened to the effect of this ghost scroll, and she couldn't say anything in her heart.

"I forgot to say that I was born when I was a murderer, and with this qi that neutralizes my body, I won't hurt anyone." As he spoke, he glanced up at Mo Xi'an and smiled at her friendly.

She heard her mother say that Mo Xi's wife was a hard-headed person, so she moved out of the house early.

Even the most outstanding child in the family was sent away because of his hard life, and it was not until he was six years old that he returned home because the fox enshrined in the family had a relationship with Mo Xi'e.

Mo Xiaozao thought in his heart, couldn't help but compare the fate of Mo Xiwen and Li Haiyang, and finally sighed.

"Here's for you." She snatched the jade cabbage in Bai Luohuan's hand, handed it to Li Haiyang and added, "This cabbage is raised by the essence blood of the goblin, although it won't do anything big, but the unique taste attached to it can protect you." ā€

She lowered her eyelashes, knowing very well that Bai Luohuan, the little demon, had been struck by the thunder after all, and would manage the demon of the entire vegetable world in the future.

"Cabbage? What demon would choose cabbage? Li Haiyang's voice was full of doubts, and he still put away the cabbage.