The yin wind blew towards Yao Jing, blowing her hair all over her head, flowing like a shampoo advertisement. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

"Little girl! Obediently let Grandpa Dasheng enter your body! ”

The ghost of the Monkey King is screaming misleading lines, and he is about to drill into Yao Jing's facial features, he is planning to be reborn!

Monkey king...... Or today's Ghost Monkey King, although his cultivation is mixed with water, he is also a ghost saint-level power, and Yao Jing is just a mortal, although he has received some basic psionic training in the Beijing Film Studio, but when it comes to cultivation, he can't even compare to a monk apprentice.

Under normal circumstances, the ghost saint takes away mortals, and it is a quasi-seizure.

However, the Ghost Monkey King drilled hard for a long time, but he couldn't get into Yao Jing's body, as if there was a tightly fitting membrane around his body.

"Huh? Why can't I get in? ”

The Ghost Monkey King was very anxious, and seeing Qin Zhan rushing over with a Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick that killed gods and ghosts, he suddenly had a subtle sense of role dislocation, as if Qin Hunt had become the Monkey King in "Journey to the West", and he had become a white bone spirit turned into a thousand-year-old Yin Feng.

"Let me in! Let me in! ”

The Ghost Monkey King rushed into Yao Jing's body again and again in fear, but he couldn't find the slightest gap to hide, and just when the golden hoop stick fell high, he vaguely remembered that Qin Hunt had mentioned to him that Yao Jing was a Ming Linggen that had not been encountered for thousands of years, and her cultivation qualifications were good, but Qin Hunt didn't teach her to be a monk in order to match her with Qin Hunt......

Ming Linggen, gods and ghosts are easy to avoid, and all diseases are invasive, which is diametrically opposed to the ethereal root that can be called the big colander of heaven and earth's spiritual energy, it can be said that it is the strongest "demon-free" spiritual vein physique, and Yao Jing, who has a Ming Linggen, can be killed, but will never be possessed.

"Phew! Eat my grandson! ”

Qin Hunt was playful, and quietly used the ape-shaped skills of the real five bird plays, and his body and limbs suddenly changed into an ape-like appearance, and he also learned the monkey brother style of the six-year-old boy in "Journey to the West", jumped high, turned over two heels, and slammed the Ruyi golden hoop stick in front of Yao Jing!

For a time, the earth shook and the dust rose.

The ghost of the ghost monkey king disappeared in an instant.

The Monkey King, the Monkey King, is completely finished.

Although the Monkey King's soul is still there, reincarnated and living in the mortal world, his charm and wisdom have completely disappeared with the Ghost Monkey King, even if the powerful power of his soul awakens in the future, but this power only belongs to the lucky reincarnated spirit child.

Maybe that reincarnated spirit boy can become some kind of Goku Man, Little Goku, or Super Saiyan or something, but he will never become the Monkey King again......

Rewind the clock to ten minutes ago.

Bai Linglong's plump body seemed to have turned into a puddle of mud, clinging to Qin Lie's body, the warm body temperature and fragrant breath couldn't help but stimulate Qin Lie's senses, Qin Hunt almost stretched his body and dragged Bai Linglong forward, although his face was silent, but his heart was still a little thumping, and his guilt for Bai Xue and his scruples about Qin Ling made him feel like numbness.

"I'm sacrificing my life for the country!"

Qin Lie comforted himself like this.

It was precisely because of Qin Lie's complicated thoughts at the moment that he disturbed his attention for a while, so that he didn't notice that among the pavilions and corridors along the way, there were faint red paint marks that had not yet dried up.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Qin Linglong, who had been quietly hanging behind Qin Lie and Bai Linglong, noticed these fresh paint marks, and even accidentally smeared a red mark on her hand, but she didn't think much about it when she was full of jealousy, just when Bai Linglong recently renovated the inn and made up some paint for some old buildings that had lost paint.

When Qin Lie was pushed by Bai Linglong into an evasive boudoir, a sudden change occurred.

Bai Linglong didn't follow into the boudoir, and with a kick of the two strong and powerful thighs like springs, they flew out upside down like a cannon and landed on the high eaves.

At the same time, Zhang Hao, who had been hiding nearby, made up the last stroke of the net.

Almost instantly, the boudoir where Qin Hunt was located was shrouded in a red light, and the chain-like red lines turned from virtual to real, first forming a cobweb, and then turning into translucent walls layer upon layer, turning the entire boudoir into a blood-colored cage!

No, not only a small boudoir, but even the nearby corridors, gardens, and private rooms are divided into cages by blood-colored walls, chains, and networks!

This is one of the miraculous powers of the cinnabar magic pen - "painting the ground as a prison".

Qin Lie reacted immediately, picked up his fists and smashed on the wooden door of the boudoir, but the wooden door was shattered into slag, but the blood-colored barrier did not move at all, only a few slight cracks, but they quickly disappeared.

Qin Lie shouted in astonishment: "Human guard?!" ”

Qin Yan also wandered in a corridor cut off by a barrier with a bewildered expression, his hands were clenched and loosened, and the surprise in his heart was no less than that of Qin Hunt.

"Boom!"

Qin's muscles swelled with twists, and she raised her fist and slammed it on a barrier, letting out a muffled sound as heavy as the ringing of a bell.

Qin Yan's punch was full of strength, and he smashed the blood-colored barrier in front of him into a hole the size of a pigeon's egg, and the cracks that spread were even more extensive, much stronger than Qin Hunt's performance.

After countless biochemical transformations, if she purely talks about the strength of her physical body, I am afraid that she is not inferior to the little monster Qin Hunt, which is also the reason why Qin Hunt has to pay attention to Qin Hunt.

As the so-called show meets soldiers, it is unreasonable.

Although Qin Hunt, a Confucian saint, has a high cultivation, if he really fights with Qin Hunt, the little overlord, it is still easy to suffer, but if you add Qin Hunt, the "she-Wolverine", the perfect combination of mind and **, he is not afraid of Qin Hunt's threat.

In the final analysis, Qin Hunt is also empty in his heart, and he is always ready to be attacked by his junior brother Qin Hunt, who knows the truth.

Qin Yan screamed, and slammed her fists on the blood-colored barrier, letting her fists bleed like a stream, and she became more and more crazy, and the traces of beastism on her body became heavier and heavier, when her eyes had turned into a pair of green beast eyes, the barrier in front of her was finally smashed to pieces.

Qin Wei grinned with the big mouth of the wolf grandmother, and called out inarticulate but tenderly: "Brother Hunting! Wait for me! I'm here to save you! ”

"What is this? Is "The Beast and the Beauty" a sexual transition? ”

At this time, Zhang Hao stood up with a cinnabar magic pen in one hand and half a cigarette in the other, and stood up with a mocking face, ignoring the blood-colored barriers like mountains and mountains, and walked to Qin Hao without hindrance, through a layer of glass-like blood-colored barriers, he took a deep puff of the cigarette, and said with a smile: "Sister Yan, okay."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I haven't seen you for a long time. Hey, looking at you through a layer of red glass windows, how can I have the illusion of choosing a girl for big health? ”

As an old friend of Qin Hunt, Zhang Hao naturally also knows Qin Hao, the second sister of the Qin family, when he was a child, Zhang Hao has always looked at Qin Hao uncomfortably, because although Qin Hao will pretend to be a good girl in front of Qin Bai, but behind his back, he often bullies Qin Hunt, and it is common to do things like doing something, just under the banner of "sister flirting with younger brother".

Qin Hao naturally also recognizes Zhang Hao, the Zhang family is the family friend of the Qin family, Zhang Hao often goes in and out of the gray alley when he urinates, and Qin Hao has always been not interested in Zhang Hao, she feels that there is obviously a big beauty and little princess of her own, but this kid always ignores herself, and she plays with that wilting sick seedling Qin Hunt all day long, which is simply an insult to her beauty.

After Qin Hao returned to China, he also specially confirmed the candidate for the administrator of the six doors in Ping'an City, and after the capture of the six doors, he also turned over Zhang Hao's archives, but Wan Youli hid Zhang Hao's disciple too deeply, and the internal files of the six doors were not recorded, plus Qin Hunt had the intention to absorb part of the power of the six doors, so there was no communiqué personal vendetta to attack the Zhang family, but it was not presented, but today he taught Zhang Hao to call the door.

Qin Yan looked at the cinnabar magic pen in Zhang Hao's hand, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yan still remembered that Wan Youli's understatement at the beginning almost cost her life.

For a fierce woman like Qin Hao, who preaches the Tao with strength, she is most afraid of Zhang Hao, Qin Lie, and Wan Youli, who play with the rules of heaven and earth, which makes her feel a sense of palpitations and powerlessness when a soldier encounters a noble master.

Zhang Hao shook the cigarette butt casually, restrained his smile, and snorted lightly: "Fixed!" ”

Qin Hao's body suddenly stiffened, and at the same time, Zhang Hao raised his pen and pointed at the center of Qin Yan's eyebrows.

The cinnabar magic pen passed through the blood-colored barrier, leaving layers of ripples like water waves, Qin Yan looked at the blood-colored pen tip that was getting closer and closer in horror, and stepped back with her neck, and when she finally struggled to dodge this fatal stroke, she felt a sharp pain in her neck like a stiff neck - her muscles were strained.

"Whoa!"

Qin Hao slapped his palm violently, and was stunned to shoot out a few blue-purple plasma streams, which approached Zhang Hao's hand-out wrist, Zhang Hao hurriedly put away his pen, and the plasma flow hit the blood-colored barrier, causing a crackling and crisp sound, and a faint ozone smell suddenly filled the air.

In the next few minutes, the two confronted each other like this, whenever Zhang Hao wanted to attack over the barrier, Qin Hao would shoot a few rays of plasma or spider silk to force Zhang Hao back, and Zhang Hao's threat also made Qin Hao dare not act rashly, and he had no time to break the surrounding barriers, and the scene suddenly became deadlocked.

"Brother Hunter! Save me! Save me! ”

Qin Wei grinned with a bloody mouth and shouted in a strange tone, and the boudoir prison that was "packed" layer upon layer was constantly filled with high-pitched shouts and the crisp sound of the barrier peeling and shattering.

Zhang Hao's forehead was a little sweaty, the consumption of the cinnabar magic pen was indeed a bit large, he had been busy for so long, he was already sore and dizzy, and he felt that his body was hollowed out.

Zhang Hao's face was embarrassed, and he muttered to himself: "I can't delay it any longer...... Maybe Qin Hunt will leave it to Qin Hunt to cook, and this killer weapon will be used on Qin Hunt. ”

After saying that, Zhang Hao's face showed determination, and he suddenly took out a piece of paper from his pocket......

(End of chapter)

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