Zhang He didn't know what had happened in less than twenty minutes......

In Zhang He's memory, the first second was still silent and ruthless...... As a result, the next shot becomes an Indian musical and dance drama.

In particular, the one who dominates this revue is still a ...... with a mouth full of local flavors and local accents The ghost.

You don't see anything like that in other novels!

…… Who would be so proud of that!?

It's not so exciting and cool in other novels.

…… Please give me back my daily horseback riding!!

In other novels, the protagonist's daily life is all about pretending to be and picking up girls.

…… Well...... The revue is good.

The corners of Zhang He's mouth twitched slightly, and he half-squinted at the powerful ghost standing on the table performing thunderbolt electric buttocks, as well as the handmade cigarette in his hand that was about to burn out: "...... Hello? ”

"Let's swing together!" The electric buttocks screamed loudly, and he didn't even notice the three people coming over here: "Give me your hand!" And your waist! Let's melt and babble in this rhythm! ”

Jiu Wei and Fang Zha, who were just stunned, didn't know what kind of struggle had occurred in Zhang He's brain in that blank space of just three seconds. At this time, they heard Zhang He's voice and recovered......

Then they looked at each other: "What now...... This person, no...... This ghost seems to be a psychopath......"

After Zhang He was silent for a moment, he sighed: "I'll make a call......" took out his mobile phone, quickly flipped through the number that said 'cheap son', hesitated slightly, and dialed out.

Because the ghost who used his own ghost energy to completely cover the inn to achieve the isolation signal has already smoked...... So now you can use your mobile phone to contact the outside world.

But those ordinary people didn't have time to call the police or anything, they were coerced by very hilarious ghosts to accompany him......

"Toot! Hello, welcome to call the Voice of the City Song Channel, this channel is exclusively titled by Lao Wang, the leading brand next door to licking the tide! Lust丨Fire? Two ...... with licking tide"

"Son." Zhang Hemu interrupted the smooth advertising words with a wooden face.

“…… Well...... Something you talk about. Chu Hao on the other side of the phone immediately became well-behaved.

"Yuelai Inn, come quickly, there is your brother."

"Okay!"

The phone hung up. Zhang He responded to the little fox's burning gaze with an indifferent face.

"Son?" The little fox squinted his eyes and released a wave of death light, which swept from Zhang He's face to Zhang He's feet, and then from Zhang He's feet to Zhang He's face: "Son!?" ”

Zhang He: "Godson ......"

Jiuwei: "And godson!?" I'll give you a chance to explain, a minute. ”

Zhang He's 'gan' is one, and Jiuwei's 'gan' is four.

Zhang He's face turned pale, he looked at the little fox frankly, and said: "My girlfriend is so good-looking, she will only go to the base if she is stupid." ”

Jiuwei squinted and raised her eyebrows: "What else?" ”

Fang Zha was a little stunned again. Can't keep up with the brain circuits of these two silly hats.

However, it didn't take too long for Zhang He to coax his girlfriend sweetly when he heard the door of the inn be broken open!

Syllable!

Powerful lights hit the inn lobby from outside the door! The dazzling white light even lit up the sky!

The incident happened suddenly, and the ghost who was still singing loudly in the hall just now seemed to be startled, and looked out with his hands blocking his eyes.

"Night! Night! A vigorous male murmur rang out in the brief silence: "Light! Aurora! ”

"Endless darkness in the night! Step out of the endless light of the Aurora! Ablaze! Ablaze! Ablaze! ”

In the dazzling light, a vague figure gradually walked into the inn hall from the end of the light, and the inexplicable poem that was prayed in his mouth had also reached the end: "The endless aurora that purifies the darkness!" …… Light messenger, Chu Hao, come to report! ”

"What is this...... Jiuwei spit out, her expression subtle: "How could the Secret Service release such a psychopathy and run around......"

"In fact, he sneaked out." Zhang He said.

"There are no spiritual power fluctuations on this person's body, what's the use of you calling him over? The way of appearance is still like this...... It won't be seconds later......"

As soon as the two stupid hats exchanged two sentences, they heard a low and hoarse voice, as if they were coming from under the endless nine shadows, and responded to Chu Hao: "Hmph! Who am I, it turns out that you are a lackey of light! ”

"The two of them know each other?" Fang Zha exclaimed.

Zhang He and Jiuwei glanced at him half-squinted, and said in unison: "Young ...... It's just the sympathy of two psychopaths. ”

But I heard Chu Hao snort coldly: "Heh! Sure enough, it's you! Minions of darkness! ”

"Humph! Bright lackeys! ”

"Huh! Minions of darkness! ”

The two shouted loudly.

"Humph!! Lackeys of Light!! ”

"Heh!! Minions of darkness!! ”

Roar after roar.

"Humph!! Lackeys of Light!! ”

"Heh... cough cough cough ...... I'm sorry I didn't breathe! Chu Hao thumped his chest and coughed all over his face.

"Is that all the lackeys of light capable of? That's one percent of my strength! Hahaha! The ghost laughed loudly, and his voice grew higher and sharper.

It wasn't until the unlucky ordinary travelers around him covered their ears and looked in pain that the ghost's laughter suddenly stopped, gasped, and his dead gray face was full of arrogance: "This is ten percent of my strength!" My high pitch terrifies even me! ”

"This treble...... It's as tall as a ten-story building......" Chu Hao's face was solemn, but he laughed instead: "Heh! It's my mortal enemy! It's extraordinary! ”

"Humph! You lackey, don't you have some nirvana to press the bottom of the box? ”

"Huh! You guess! ”

"Humph! Guess it or not! ”

"Huh! You guess I guess you don't guess! ”

"Humph! Guess ......"

"Huh! ……”

"Humph! ……”

Jiuwei's face turned a little pale: "Chi Chi... I don't know the word ......."

Zhang He comforted the little fox, and the other party said, "Send ordinary people out now...... We'll take care of it here. ”

"Oooh!" Fang Zha suddenly came back to his senses and trotted.

Rubbing his girlfriend's hair, Zhang He's face sank: "There is no one in the way, now you can try the nirvana I developed a few days ago!" ”

Jiuwei was stunned for a moment, and then her face was full of suspicion: "Nirvana? How did I not know? Are you hiding it from me? And that cheap son...... Good for you! How much are you hiding from me!? Do things first, and then I'll settle accounts with you! ”

Zhang Hemu grimaced, feeling that this day was really terrible.

Not far away, two mentally ill people dressed in fashionable and cool clothes, in the current conversation, there are 50 words in a sentence, and there are 26 guesses. And in the continuous upward accumulation......