Wrestling, falling into the blue light, feeling that life has been gray.

Unlike the one I fell at the Xianyu Shrine, I fell on the wooden floor at that time and didn't hurt much.

This time was different.

It was on an uneven, sand-mixed cobblestone floor!

The face is hot and painful.

The face is a girl's life, and if the face is injured, how will she survive in the future?!

Green light purple grievances.

Green light purple sadness.

Qing Dengzi wanted to cry.

But at this time, a bright light suddenly flashed in my heart.

The light is the words of God:

Come on, Ao! Sharp! To give!

Backup and anger turn into infinite motivation.

Several colored lights flashed in her mind in an instant, and she seemed to be getting stronger again!

……

Next to her, Hua Shan Qian was stunned when she saw Qing Dengzi being frightened and fell.

The wrestling style of landing on the ground and pouting the ass is very familiar.

It is the traditional performance of the deity of the Shinyu Shrine.

In the past, she fell so badly, but now it's the turn of the juniors, and Hua Shan Qian is inexplicably gloating, but also has some sympathy.

After a few falls, she has a long memory, and that's how she came over in the first place.

Qing Dengzi's fall looks like it has fallen a lot, and it should be difficult to cheer up in a short period of time.

After all, not everyone is like Akane Hanayama, who can get up after falling countless times with the encouragement of Lord God.

I'll leave it to her next.

Hanayama strode in front of his ex-wife's resentful ghost with a long knife, and pressed her hand on the hilt of the knife, about to cut off her two legs and stop it from advancing.

But at this time, Hua Shan Qian's voice came from behind: "I'll come, don't worry about it!" ”

Hua Shan Qian was slightly startled, and when she turned around, she saw a dirty green light purple with a mixture of blood and mud on her face.

It's really not light to fall with this wrestling, and this look is no better than a ghost.

But Qing Dengzi's gaze was very firm, making Hua Shan Qian seem to see her former self.

"Oh, come on, then." Hanayama retreated to the side with a complicated expression.

She admired Qing Dengzi's persistence, and at the same time had a stronger sense of crisis.

This green light purple is a woman who does not give up easily. If it was an ordinary girl, she would probably surrender if she broke her face, but I didn't expect her to be so persistent.

He's a ruthless man.

The blue light purple starts!

With a scarred face, she picked up her backpack and struck at the ghost.

"I'll kill you!" She's menacing.

"Smack!" The backpack smashed into the ghost's face, and the ghost let out a painful "Wow!" Instinctively retreated.

The attack worked!

Qing Dengzi suddenly gained a lot of courage, turned around and picked up the backpack again, and hit the ghost round by round.

"Euler, Ola, Ola, Ola!" She made a serial attack sound.

The ghost covered his body with his hands and made a painful sound.

But picking up the schoolbag didn't hurt her, after all, such an attack was a fight between women.

Killing ghosts is not a fight, it is necessary to ask for the other party's life.

The resentful ghost lady was beaten aggrieved, and after blocking it for a while, she let it go, no longer resisted, and screamed and pounced on Qinglan Zi.

Qing Lantern Zi was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by her.

The demon opened its bloody jaws and bit down on her head.

Qing Lantern Purple was in pain, but danger was imminent, and she struggled to reach out and press it on the face to stop it from biting down.

Then blast all your strength and push it away!

This female ghost has a lot of strength, but in the outburst, she has even more strength.

"Big wood, big wood, big wood!" The brilliance of divine power ignited on her body, and the divine power corroded the resentful ghosts, and let out even more terrible screams.

It wants to run away, but it seems that the blue light purple in the state of rage, how can it let her go?

She grabbed the ghost's hand, pulled it back, and hugged its waist, "Drink, ahh He lifted it up and poured it backwards.

Fall over the back!

"Smack!" The ghost was slammed to the ground, and the force of the impact shattered its skull, sending out a lot of filthy flesh.

But this was not over, Qinglan Zi immediately got up, and the glimmer of divine power flashed on his body, and he stepped towards its face.

"Shoot you!"

"Smack!"

"Shoot you!"

"Smack!"

"Shoot you!"

"Smack!"

With every foot, there was a chilling sound.

The ghost let out a muffled scream, crawling to run away.

But every time he wanted to run, he was caught by Qing Dengzi and stepped on the ground and beat violently.

Every punch and kick of the green light purple burst its flesh.

Filthy flesh and blood flew everywhere, splashing all over the ground.

Filthy flesh and blood also splashed on Qing Dengzi's body, and the divine power flowing in her body could purify the filthy things, but the speed of purification could not keep up with the speed of the filthy things splashing on her body.

For a time, the green light purple was comparable to Shura.

Mr. Chen Geng, who was hiding in the grass, recovered after a while. Getting up from the grass, just as he was about to look for the two young envoys, he saw the blood-stained blue light purple pounding the "air", as if he was crazy, so he shivered and took several steps back.

After all, he can't see ghosts.

At this time, the actions of the divine envoy are, in the eyes of mortals, "performance".

But Qing Dengzi's feeling of punching to the flesh doesn't seem to be able to act.

Qing Dengzi's one-sided beating of the ghost lasted for several minutes, and the ghost was still struggling at first, but then only weak convulsions remained, and then he couldn't move, and he had no ability to fight back.

Qing Dengzi is still beating the ghost emotionally, and she wants to beat it until she dies.

At this moment, Hua Shan Qian pulled the green light purple: "Okay, that's enough." ”

Qinglan Zi, who was pulled, wanted to break away again, but her strength was not as strong as Hua Shanqian, so she couldn't break away.

After a few moments, it calmed down.

Looking at the humanoid ghost on the ground who was beaten to a bloody pulp, it felt as if he didn't do it himself.

Then, as soon as she was deflated, she took a long breath, sat down on the ground softly, gasped slightly and began to think.

The round of beatings just now seemed to inspire her a lot, and she felt that she could vaguely realize something.

The power has increased again.

Hua Shan Qian took out the thermos cup from the backpack behind her, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Qing Dengzi.

The strenuous exercise just now made Qinglan Zi's mouth dry, she took the cup and poured it into her mouth.

The tea fell into the stomach and spread out as a warm current, washing away the fatigue of the body and healing the wounds on the face. The re-replenishment of divine power made her feel more powerful.

"Ahh She exhaled happily, her body was still hot, and she wanted to go back to a set of standard exercise cultivation.

"How does it feel?" Akane Hanayama asked with some admiration.

Qing Dengzi propped up his body, got up from the ground, wiped the ashes on his face and drank blood, and recovered: "It's okay!" ”

"It's a good fight!"

"Isn't it a bit like a shrew?"

Akane Hanayama: "......"

Hanayama: "It's kind of like that. ”

Qing Dengzi was speechless for a while.

Then, the two girls looked at each other, and somehow, they laughed tacitly.