When I heard the voice and turned my head, Brother Xiao Ma had already confronted the guy behind him, and when Beimen Wushuang turned her head, her pupils shrank sharply, and she said, "It's actually a ghost!" ”

Whoa? I stared at it, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties on the other side, about 1.75 meters tall, very elegant, looking like an intellectual, if it weren't for the black resentment that lingered around him, saying that he was a university professor would have been believed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Who the hell is he? When I saw the ghost's appearance, I always felt that I had seen him somewhere, but I couldn't remember where he was for a while.

"Doll, you have some knowledge." The ghost looked at the north gate Wushuang and said with a pleasant face.

"Haste as the law!" Beimen Wushuang didn't talk nonsense to the other party at all, took two steps forward, threw the only three remaining talismans in his hand at the ghost, and said in his mouth: "E! Chi! Chi! ”

After the three talismans were pasted on the ghost's body, they immediately burned with a "whew", blooming with a pale yellow halo.

But when those charms were burned clean, the ghost on the other side was still standing in place, except for the black resentment on his body, it looked like it was nothing, phew, to be exact, like a nobody.

Seeing that those charms did not pose much of a threat to the ghosts, Beimen Wushuang only hesitated for a second, then rushed forward with a peachwood sword.

The ghost naturally didn't dare to use his body to block the peachwood sword, he swooped and floated behind Beimen Wushuang, and a pair of arms stretched out more than two meters long, stretching out from behind until in front of Beimen Wushuang's eyes.

I know that this trick is called "ghost blindfolding", if Beimen Wushuang is blindfolded by a ghost, she will fall into an illusion, if she is superb to defeat the ghost, if she can't defeat the ghost in the illusion, then what awaits her will be three souls and seven spirits devoured by the ghost, and finally end up with a soul scattered.

"From Taishan Thunder in the east, Hengshan Thunder in the south, Huashan Thunder in the west, Hengshan Thunder in the north, Songshan Thunder in the middle, five thunders are fast, E!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Brother Xiao Ma waved his palm and rushed forward.

The ghost was caught off guard, and was slapped by Brother Xiaoma's palm, and he was beaten to the ground all of a sudden, and the huge lightning struck him with a ball of bright light, and when the light dissipated, the ghost was much more illusory than just now.

Damn, isn't it, so fierce? I saw that my eyes almost fell to the ground, I remember that last time, Brother Xiao Ma also used these five thunder talismans to deal with the white ghost who has always been white, it seems that the white ghost named Luo Feng at that time was nothing serious, how could this ghost who is higher than the level of the white ghost be embarrassed like this, if it is not a dead person, I suspect that this ghost is hired by Brother Xiao Ma in order to capture the heart of the North Gate Wushuang.

Some people will ask, are ghosts very powerful?

, it's not just powerful, if it's not powerful, can it be called a terrible ghost?

There are not as many ghosts as ordinary people imagine, the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts that ordinary people see are small ghosts, and the evil ghosts that harm people are just white ghosts, as for the ghosts, they are very few, some Mr. Yin and Yang have walked the rivers and lakes all their lives, and they have only seen one or two ghosts.

Here's a little bit of a ghost level.

According to grandpa's records, ghosts are divided into seven levels from low to high, which are small ghosts, white ghosts, powerful ghosts, ghosts, ghost generals, ghost kings, and ghosts, and the most obvious way to judge the level of ghosts is to look at the color of resentment on their bodies, the ghosts at the level of small ghosts are generally gray, white ghosts are white as the name suggests, powerful ghosts are black, ghosts are yellow, ghosts will be blue, and the ghost king is promoted to green, as for the ghosts, they are said to be red.

Why is it the seventh level, in the yin and yang line, seven represents the mystery. It's like the well-known resurrection night is the first seven, saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, the seven-star Beidou array, alchemy takes seventy-seven forty-nine days, etc., all of which are the number seven, and even the zombies outside the six realms are also the "seven-level system" used in the level division, which is not listed here for the time being.

When Brother Pony saw that he had a successful blow, and was about to use another five thunder charm, the powerful ghost swooped forward, slid forward several meters away against the ground, stood up and wiped his head and ran, the speed was comparable to the world sprint champion.

"Chase!" The little pony chased in the direction of the ghost.

Watching Brother Xiaoma's back disappear at the end of the corridor, I shook my head and walked towards the North Gate Wushuang, not that I was timid and afraid, the main thing was that I didn't worry about the Wushuang girl, if I let the delicate Wushuang beauty encounter any harm, I guess those police brothers will invite me to drink tea every day, so for the stability of the national public security team, for the people to live and work in peace and contentment, I resolutely gave up my lofty ideal of catching ghosts and guarded the North Gate Wushuang.

After about a second, she thumped her head and looked at me wonderingly, "What's wrong with me?" ”

"You've entered the realm of ghosts." I said to her.

"Thank you!" She saw me looking around vigilantly with a burning stick, and immediately knew that I was protecting her, but when she said this, her expression was shy, and her eyes were still a little evasive, and she didn't know what this Nizi encountered in the illusion.

How do you know that the North Gate Wushuang just came out of the illusion, the ghost rushed from another direction, and not far behind the ghost, is the figure of Brother Xiaoma, the speed of one person and one ghost can be described as galloping, I finally know why Brother Xiaoma's grandson/son used the speed charm, dare to love He already knew that the opponent was not simple.

Little Pony shouted to us as he ran, "Hold him off!" ”

When Wushuang heard this, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her apricot eyes were wide open, and she held a peachwood sword across her chest, estimating that she hated that ghost.

Everyone is like this with a girl, how can I be a turtle with a shrunken head?

Not to be outdone, I pinched the burning stick in my hand and blocked the corridor with the North Gate Wushuang.

The ghost didn't mean to fight us, and flew directly over our heads.

I don't know when the North Gate Wushuang took out a ball of red rope, raised his hand, and the thin rope flew to the ghost like lightning, like a small snake tightly wrapped around the ghost's ankle, but the ghost castration was unabated, the North Gate Wushuang stood unsteadily, fell to the ground, let the ghost drag forward, and hit the wall, I was in a hurry but did not have the slightest way, at this moment, the little horse brother said something in his mouth, and the rope that was originally bound to the ankle of the ghost actually went upstream, In the blink of an eye, it was wrapped around the ghost's chest a few times.

The ghost fell from the air to the ground in an instant, and he struggled fiercely, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became, and the ghost was strangled with a circle of fire.

"The Ghost Rope has to work with the spell." Brother Xiao Ma said softly to the north gate Wushuang who stood up staggeringly.

"Oh." Beimen Wushuang nodded, constantly rubbing his arm, it is estimated that it is not comfortable to be dragged by the ghost just now.

"You're a terrible ghost, why can't you get along with these students?" Brother Pony stared at the ghost and asked.

"Little one, you should know who I am, right?" The ghost gritted his teeth, glanced at Little Pony with contempt, and then turned his head to look at me.

I was stunned by his question, and it took a long time for a person's name to flash in my mind, could it be him?

ps: I'm sorry.,There were too many things yesterday.,Little Eight is disabled.,This chapter has been written until now.,I'm sorry to everyone.,I hope you continue to support Little Eight.,Thank you!!