Chen Fan, who stopped walking towards the house and quietly approached the edge of the boat with the green kite, looked at this scene and muttered, "It's a little interesting." ”

The corners of his mouth suddenly curled: "It's just a little too wasteful." ”

Chen Fan raised his left arm, and a huge black shadow suddenly swung out, and the ancient python that appeared in an instant violently bit the tall ghost thrown by the little fat man into pieces.

Countless points of light followed the ancient python and were absorbed into Chen Fan's body.

+100 Soul Power!

Sure enough, the soul power given by the ancient undead is a lot, and Chen Fan's gaze at the many ghosts became even hotter.

The many ghosts on the cabin just wanted to be angry, and the ring in Shen Ming's hand lit up slightly, and there was suddenly a simple token made of black lines in the broad palm.

This kind of black thread is the black thread material worn by Chen Fan and Qing Kite on their wrists, and it is woven into a unique token, and the aura emitted from it suddenly makes the faces of many ghosts on the deck change greatly.

Their bodies were slightly sluggish, and they stopped in an instant, and finally bowed deeply in fear, "Meet your lordship." ”

Chen Fan looked at the token in the little fat man's hand.

Shen Ming looked at Chen Fan, who came to the edge of the boat again, as if nothing had happened just now, and said with a smile: "This is a token that can control the ghost difference of the Flying Dragon Ship, there is a supreme artifact wheel divine bead in the spiritual domain, which can be in charge of the endless yin soldiers, and this token has a drop of spiritual power in the wheel divine bead, so these low-level ghosts naturally dare not act rashly when they see it." ”

"You say—huh?" Shen Ming looked at the group of ghosts gently.

"Yes, yes, we really don't know Tarzan." A group of ghosts said with a smile on their faces, and at the same time secretly scolded the ghost who was looking for death and even affected them.

Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, because the person holding this token basically controlled the life and death of most of the Wyvern Ship ghosts, who would have thought that it would be in the hands of a human being!

Everyone knows that Wanshang Street has a lot of money, but not many undead and parasitic people know how much background they have!

"What do you see?" Shen Ming continued to ask.

"Didn't see anything!"

"That ghost fell on his own, right?" Shen Ming smiled.

"That's right! He was so careless! ”

"Haha, everyone is kind and wealthy, I hope you will take care of it on the road next." Shen Ming suddenly put away the token and waved his hand at a few ghosts: "What are you still doing in a daze, what should you do?" ”

A few ghosts immediately returned to their original positions respectfully, not daring to say a word.

Shen Ming's series of actions did not care about the rest of the spirit people on the deck.

In fact, these spirit hosts had been smiling on the corners of their mouths since that tall ghost was looking for trouble, and they didn't look surprised when they looked at the token in Shen Ming's hand.

If Chen Fan didn't guess wrong, they should all be spirit hosts cultivated by Wanshang Street, and I'm afraid that the only purpose of participating in the Dead Soul Island Trial was to protect this weird young master of Wanshang Street.

Chen Fan, who had been paying attention to the surrounding situation, smiled, and suddenly pulled the green kite to the cabin house again.

Either way, as long as you can carry him and the green kite to Dead Soul Island.

Seeing Chen Fan and Qing Kite turn around, Shen Ming actually caught up and turned on the chatter mode again: "Hey, brother, don't go, your hand just now is really handsome, is that your spirit beast?" Don't go, don't go, let's talk! ”

The little fat man gasped slightly: "Don't you have anything you want to ask?" ”

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth curled, and his footsteps did not pause at all.

“……”

"It's okay, you don't want to ask, I can say it. The long night is long, and there is no intention of sleeping, and everyone chats about how good life is under the starlight. Hey, hey! Shen Ming helplessly looked at Chen Fan, who had already dragged the green kite into the room and closed the door, and sighed: "Then I wish you a good night's sleep tonight, and I will call you to breakfast tomorrow morning!" ”

Shen Ming shook his head and walked back to the railing of the boat.

The jacaranda has been leaning indifferently on the railing, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth: "Hey, why are you impulsive again, didn't you say not to expose yourself?" ”

The little fat man pouted: "Who let it dare to hit your attention." ”

Jacaranda sneered, she pinched Shen Ming's fat face, and hugged him gently: "Okay...... Don't mention it,"

She gently stretched out her hand, and countless faint petals floated from her body, seemingly endlessly enveloping the two of them in an instant, blocking all exploration.

Hua Yan's face was a little solemn: "These two people, where are they sacred, that girl who looks timid is definitely not simple." Especially the seemingly spiritless human, my flowers instinctively fear him. ”

Shen Ming also restrained the expression of the hippie smile, and the light in his eyes flashed: "I can't see through it, and I can't see through it." I used the ancestral physiognomy technique before, and I didn't see anything...... It's really distressing to me. ”

The little fat man dragged a white hair from somewhere on his head, and said in great pain: "I have paid for at least a year of life." ”

"A year?" The jacaranda was taken aback, looking even more distressed than Shen Ming, and she said angrily: "Hey, didn't you tell you a long time ago not to use this spiritual technique easily?" ”

Shen Ming smiled bitterly, sighed and said: "Although the ancestors of the past were rich and rivaled the country, after all, they were beheaded by all the people under a paper order, and they worked hard to leave my vein to barely survive...... Now that the troubled times are coming, I am afraid that the spiritual realm has already taken a fancy to our fragrant bun in Wanshang Street, and its actions against us are getting bigger and bigger, and this is the reason why I came to participate in the trial of Dead Soul Island on the one hand. ”

"If you don't prepare in advance, I'm afraid everything will go back to the same thing. I'm a little scared......"

Suddenly, the jacaranda covered his mouth and hugged him tightly: "Hey, big fool. ”

"Don't be afraid, though I'm not your guardian spirit."

"But no matter what happens, I'll protect you."

Chen Fan dragged the green kite back to the room in the center of the cabin, which was a room similar to an old inn, antique, with everything he needed.

Qing Kite suddenly tugged at the corner of Chen Fan's clothes at this time, her delicate face was inexplicably red, and she said loudly: "We, are we going to sleep in a room?" ”

Chen Fan was scanning the room that had been assigned when he got on the ship through the unique perspective of the soul suppression system. Suddenly, he began to walk back and forth, picked up a small bronze mirror from a dresser, took out a small wooden box from under the bed, and finally flew up with the wings of the ghostly fire, and pulled an inconspicuous black stone from the ceiling from the wall.

After throwing these items with spiritual power and unknown purpose out of the room, Chen Fan closed the wooden door again.

He looked at the green kite and said as a matter of course: "Of course we have to sleep together, what if something happens." ”

The green kite's crimson little face looked very cute, and she mustered up the courage to say, "Then, should I warm your bed for you?" ”