Chapter 18 The Poor King is also

Wang Qian held back the fear in his heart and said to Wang Jie: "Dad, you will distract me and drag me down here, I will drag this ghost later, you leave first, the farther you run, the better." ”

Wang Jie nodded heavily and did not refute, the facts were indeed as Wang Qian said.

"Let's go. ”

Wang Gan shouted, snatched the demon suppression talisman from Wang Jie's hand, and rushed towards the ghost.

Wang Jie looked at Wang Gan's back, felt helpless, bit his lip, and hurriedly rushed out of the door.

But he didn't go far, but hid outside the door, leaning against the wall, because he couldn't let go of leaving Wang Qian here alone.

Anyway, we have to die together, we have to live together.

Wang Gan's spirit was much stronger than Wang Jie's, and when he saw Wang Jie leaving, the ghost did not chase after him.

When the ghost saw Wang Gan running towards him on his own initiative, he was not surprised or delighted, this was the food that was delivered to his mouth.

Wang Qian urged the eight directions, and in front of the ghost shadow that came in the blink of an eye, the cold light of the evil sword flashed, and it slashed towards the ghost shadow.

The ghost figure moved, easily dodged, and the black five fingers pinched Wang Gan's neck.

The speed of this ghost shadow was so fast that Wang Gan didn't have time to retreat at all.

"Grass mud horse, fight. ”

Wang Qian's heart was ruthless, and he threw all twenty demon suppression talismans towards the ghost.

The ghost shadow was less than half a meter away from Wang Qian at this time, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

But the fact was still beyond Wang Gan's expectations, and the ghost's figure swayed, like mist, fluctuating.

actually shuttled back and forth in the sky full of rune paper, with ease, and his body did not touch a single demon suppression talisman.

However, there were two runes behind the ghost, slowly falling down, and the ghost did not notice.

The two demon charms slowly fell on the ghost's body, one on the ghost's shoulder, and the other on the ghost's feet.

Wang Qian was overjoyed, he saw a glimmer of life.

The ghost saw the rune paper on his body, and hurriedly raised his arm, trying to rip off the demon suppression talisman.

But it was too late, the two demon suppression talismans stuck to the ghost's body, "bang", burned brightly, and it scurried around.

"Ahh Yes... Ah......h

A sound like the friction of steel echoed in the room, hitting people's hearts, making people's hairs stand on end, and it was terrifying.

Wang Jie, who was outside the house, heard this piercing soul-like cry, and couldn't help curling up together, trembling all over, and muttering to himself all the time.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jade Emperor, you must bless my son, otherwise my royal family will be doomed. ”

Yu Zhibo and his wife downstairs were also frightened and didn't dare to move, and they didn't dare to take a breath, and they almost fainted.

Looking at the burning demon suppression talisman, a hint of surprise flashed in Wang Gan's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Burn, burn it for me." ”

In the next second, the burning rune paper suddenly went out.

Wang Qian chuckled in his heart, this is what happened.

Half of the ghost's feet were burned by the demon suppression talisman, and a piece of his shoulder was missing.

But instead of dying, he was angered by Wang Gan, his face was hideous, and he screamed.

In an instant, the ghost shadow came to Wang Gan's body, and Wang Gan didn't have time to see the ghost's figure clearly, so he was grabbed by his neck.

Wang Qian felt as if his neck was being clamped by steel bars, and it was very painful, as if his neck would be broken by a ghost in the next second.

Wang Gan couldn't breathe at all, but he still struggled to raise his sword to ward off evil spirits, and slashed at the ghost shadow.

The ghost shadow waved his arm and hit Wang Gan's wrist, Wang Qian screamed, and the bones at the wrist were directly broken by the ghost.

"Bang Bang".

The sword of warding off evil fell to the ground, no matter how Wang Qian struggled, it was useless, he was really going to die, it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and he only hoped that his father had run away now.

The ghost shadow was face to face with Wang Gan, and he saw the ghost shadow's mouth open, and a suction force suddenly came from his breathtaking mouth.

A wisp of white mist suddenly floated out of Wang Gan's head, which was Wang Gan's essence.

This wisp of essence was directly swallowed by the ghost shadow, and the next moment, the ghost shadow sucked in again, and a wisp of essence flew out of Wang Gan's head again and was absorbed by the ghost shadow.

After being swallowed by the ghost shadow two mouthfuls of essence in a row, Wang Qian's whole body became weak, as if two catties of blood had been drained, and he became weaker and weaker.

He felt as if he was a few years older, very tired, and his consciousness gradually became foggy.

"Click".

At this moment, a young figure suddenly rushed in from the window, and the glass was scattered all over the ground.

This figure was wearing a cyan robe, bathed in the sun, and because of his confusion, Wang Qian couldn't see the faces of the figures clearly.

"Is this the legendary Prince Charming?"

Wang Qian's words suddenly appeared in his mind at this time.

When this figure saw Wang Gan, who was pale, his expression changed, and then his hands were sealed, and he shouted.

"Disease".

A piece of rune paper flew out of his sleeve and stuck to the ghost's head.

The ghost figure that was devouring Wang Qian's essence suddenly froze, and his whole body froze, unable to move.

The figure then drew a sword from its back, one stabbed in the ghost's chest.

An extra hole appeared on the ghost's chest in an instant, and a trace of white gas came out, and he screamed again and again.

The figure exclaimed: "Suffer, this ghost is too strong, Haoran Sword can't kill him." ”

With a turn of his eyes, the figure saw the evil sword on the ground, and his eyes flashed, and he saw at a glance that the evil sword was very extraordinary.

The ghost struggled more and more, and it was about to break free.

The young figure took out another talisman and pasted it on the ghost's head.

But this was only a drop in the bucket, and the ghost's body froze again, froze for two seconds, and began to struggle again.

The young figure took out a talisman again, pasted it on, and then hurriedly said, "Little brother, can you hear me? Quickly pick up the sword on the ground and help me." ”

Wang Gan's consciousness slowly became clear, although his body was still very weak, but when he heard the voices of the young people, he still picked up the sword of warding off evil with his left hand.

Slashed towards the ghost with all his might, and with a sword down, the ghost's body was directly cut off by the evil sword and turned into mist.

The young figure was overjoyed, and while keeping pasting talismans on the ghost's head, he said, "Little brother, don't stop, continue." ”

"Good. ”

Wang Qian replied weakly, and at the same time raised the sword to ward off evil spirits and slashed at the ghost.

The young figure kept sticking to the talisman, and Wang Qian kept swinging his sword.

I don't know if there were twenty swords or thirty swords, the ghost's screams stopped abruptly, and the last piece of body was cut into two pieces by Wang Gan, turned into two mists, and dissipated in the air.

After the ghost dissipated, a gray gas silently flew into the jade peri on Wang Gan's chest.

The young figure was wiping his sweat with his head down, but he didn't see it.

Then the jade pendant emitted a green light, which was much more dazzling than before, and then rushed into Wang Gan's chest.

Wang Qian chaired on the desk, panting heavily.

After the green light entered his body, there was a feeling of incomparably comfortable, which was many times stronger than before, making Wang Qian couldn't help but moan.

This feeling did not last long, and then a sharp pain followed.

This pain was also much stronger than before, like a sword constantly slashing on Wang Gan's body, and it was like countless iron needles, piercing into Wang Gan's body at the same time, and then pulling it out and stabbing it again.

The pain in his heart made Wang Gan's sweat soak the entire back of his clothes, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

The young figure was just about to check on Wang Gan's body, when Wang Jie suddenly rushed in and shouted, "Stop." ”

The young figure withdrew his palm and asked, "Are you?"

"I'm his father. ”

Wang Jie took three steps and made two steps, came to Wang Gan's side, and checked Wang Gan's body, his eyes full of concern.

Wang Jie looked up and asked, "What about the ghost?"

"Dead. ”

Wang Jie breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost died, and Wang Qian should have been transformed by the green light at this time.

The young figure looked at Wang Gan and asked with some concern, "Uncle, what's wrong with him?"

"Ahh Oh... Yes... Oh......"

Wang Qian groaned for a while, screamed for a while, and looked very strange.

A trace of panic flashed in Wang Jie's eyes, and then he returned to normal and said, "He's fine, maybe he's crazy." ”

"Sheep crazy?" the young figure didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Wang Jie hugged Wang Qian and said, "That's right, just wait a while." ”

The young man nodded slightly, not saying anything more.

After a few minutes, Wang Gan's screams gradually disappeared, he opened his eyes, clenched his fist, and his broken wrist recovered as before.

At the same time, Wang Qian felt that his whole body was full of strength, and the previous feeling of weakness was swept away, and he was full of energy.

Of course, this is thanks to the green light, which not only replenishes Wang Gan's essence devoured by the ghost, but also enhances Wang Gan's physical fitness.

Moreover, Wang Qian could clearly feel that this time the improvement had at least doubled his strength.

Looking at Wang Gan, who was still weak just now, and now suddenly became a vigorous tiger, the young figure was dumbfounded.

Is this man still human?

Only then did Wang Qian remember that it was the young man in front of him who saved him.

The young man was dressed in a cyan robe, a wooden hairpin, and long hair, black and bright, better than a woman's hair.

The smooth and fair face, the slanted sword eyebrows, the slender black eyes, and the clear and indifferent texture.

The slender and tall figure is not rough, like a lotus flower in the clear pond, fresh and natural but out of the world, and it exudes gentleness and elegance when it is independent.

Wang Qian looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help but speak: "So handsome." ”

The young man smiled slightly, looked polite, and said, "The little brother has won the award." ”

Wang Gan has a white eye, you listen, no one says.

After all, he was his savior, Wang Gan was very polite and said, "What do you call your friends?" ”

The young man crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, bowed down, and said, "The poor Dao King is also, the Dao number is Qingyi, and the little brother calls me Qingyi." ”

Wang Qian and Wang Jie glanced at each other, and from the bowing just now, the two of them could see that this Wang was also a real Taoist priest.

It's completely different from the two of them, it's genuine, and they're not even pirated.

Wang Qian hurriedly bowed and saluted back, and said, "Thank you for your help, I am grateful, I don't know how the chief came here?"

Wang Ye's face was a little embarrassed, and he said, "That's a long story. ”

"That's a long story short. Wang Jie said directly.

"I'm lost. ”

Wang also scratched his head, a little embarrassed.