The atmosphere in the room was a little solemn, and the ghost king was looking at Zheng Jiaqi who was lying on the ground.

Although he has been injured, it still does not reduce the ghost king's obsession with taking Zheng Jiaqi away.

But he couldn't understand why the woman in front of him suddenly became so powerful, could it be that her helplessness before was used to draw out her own smoke bombs!

Looking at Zheng Jiaqi who was beaten into a pig's head next to her, the ghost king's heart sank, the human monk was too insidious, and he really spent his blood in order to draw himself out! It's better to be his simple and cute little peach!

Jin Qing was wielding a mace, looking at the ghost king on the ceiling viciously, ready to give him another stick at any time.

But I have to say that the ghost king in front of him is really the most powerful opponent Jin Qing has ever encountered.

Vaguely, Jin Qing felt a feeling of meeting and sympathizing with each other.

It's rare to be able to find an opponent who is on par with yourself in life, and the key is to resist beating so much, what a gratifying thing it is!

Zheng Jiaqi lay on the ground with a confused face, and secretly looked at the indescribable positions below the waist of the "second sister" with his eyes. I wonder where the mace was hidden by the "second sister" before!

Jin Qing looked at the ghost king on the ceiling and measured the distance.

In the end, Jin Qing found that his height, coupled with the length of his mace, was just right to get the ghost king on the ceiling.

Immediately, Jin Qing gave the ghost king an evil smile again, and was about to start.

The Ghost King shuddered, and after thinking of Jin Qing's facial cramps last time, he directly punched himself.

The ghost king's smile on Jin Qing had already had a shadow.

Seeing Jin Qing's hideous smile again at this moment, the ghost king immediately felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Unexpectedly, Jin Qing reacted faster, directly blocked his way, and hit the ghost king with a stick.

The Ghost King was even more seriously injured this time, and the black mist cloud actually began to spew black gas outward!

Jin Qing was very happy when he looked at this situation: It turns out that you will also be injured! So I'm relieved.

Just as Jin Qing rounded his arms and was about to come to the third stick, Zheng Jiaqi on the ground seemed to remember something.

Suddenly, Zheng Jiaqi raised his head and shouted at the ghost king who was constricting his body in mid-air: "Get out of my house!" ”

With a whoosh, the ghost king was restrained by heaven and earth and thrown out of the house.

Zheng Jiaqi looked at Jin Qing with an inviting expression: "I just remembered that ghost cultivators can't casually study in the monk's house without the permission of the monk. And when the monks drive them away, they will also be expelled by the Heavenly Dao immediately! ”

Jin Qing, who was about to give the ghost king another stick, slammed it out, and then looked at Zheng Jiaqi on the ground who was still explaining the situation to himself in a serious way, and there was a faint meaning of inviting merit between his words, Jin Qing's face turned dark, and he really wanted to give him a stick: "You are an undercover agent sent by the ghost king." ”

The ghost king stumbled all the way back to Yin Tao's house, which frightened his beloved little peach, and the ghost king used his last strength to condense himself into a human form, and then threw himself on Yin Tao's bed.

Yin Tao was first jumped by the ghost king who fell from the sky, and then saw the ghost king lying on the bed and dying, and immediately felt distressed.

I caught a few little ghosts to make up for the ghost king's body, and the ghost king was finally not as weak as when he first came back, and his body was a lot more solid.

After the ghost king warned Yin Tao that he must not provoke Zheng Jiaqi and his two siblings again, he returned to the jade pendant to cultivate.

Leaving Yin Tao to sit on the bed with hatred and hatred, Yin Tao bit her lower lip so as not to let herself scream. This useless man can't even do a little thing.

Let her give up Zheng Jiaqi's body, she can't do it.

She finally found a way to make herself immortal and stay young forever.

She finally doesn't have to struggle at the bottom of society, she now has the opportunity to be a master, why should she give up her eternal life and become a poor ghost cultivator who is restricted everywhere.

Subconsciously, she touched her eyes, God gave herself this golden finger, which was supposed to let her go to the pinnacle of life and be admired by thousands of people, why should she give up, she must not give up, never!

The lower lip was bitten so hard that it was already dripping with blood.

The smell of blood made Yin Tao sober up instantly, licking the wound on his lips with the tip of his tongue, and Yin Tao had a new idea in his heart.

Glancing at the jade pendant on the table, Yin Tao's eyes narrowed slightly: Waste, I don't have the ability, so I was told to give up. If you don't help me, I'll figure it out myself, anyway, I'm the one who must stand on the top of the pyramid, and I must get Zheng Jiaqi.

What Yin Tao didn't notice was that the room was dark, only her eyes faintly shone in the dark, and then the bright light flashed and drilled into Yin Tao's brain.

At half past three in the middle of the night, at the table in a 24-hour restaurant.

For the first time, Jin Qing did not feast on the large piece of food in front of him, but leaned his chin and looked at the woman sitting opposite him.

After the war, Jin Qing found that he was hungry, so he left Zheng Jiaqi at home by himself, and threw his mace beside him, and Jin Qing went out to fight the tooth sacrifice with confidence.

According to 707, his mace has a natural deterrent effect on ghosts, and it is just right to protect Zheng Jiaqi's pitiful little pity.

And the mace is soul-bound to herself, even if she is stolen, she can be summoned back by herself, not to mention that if she doesn't blow it, who can use her mace.

If the stick hadn't had its own binding force, it would have fallen from the 7th floor to the 1st floor where Zheng Jiaqi lived.

After confirming Zheng Jiaqi's safety, Jin Qing pretended not to see Zheng Jiaqi's childish behavior of quietly touching the mace, and swaggered out to forage for food.

Who would have thought that as soon as Jin Qing sat down, a young woman came over from the opposite side and said to her in a slow voice: "Excuse me, can you put together a table?" ”

Jin Qing raised his head and saw that the other party's mouth was like a peach blossom, his skin was like clotted fat, his facial features were picturesque, his long hair was fluttering, and his voice was also Wu Nong's soft voice, obviously a beautiful Jiangnan woman. Jin Qing doesn't have any concept of appearance, but he feels that this face should be the work of God when he is in a particularly good mood.

Although Jin Qing has no special preference for beauties.

But it is much better to have a beautiful woman sitting opposite you during the meal than to sit with a big man with a picky foot.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing nodded and said, "You sit down!" ”

Then Jin Qing's full mind was occupied by the fragrant food in front of him.

Just as Jin Qing picked up the chopsticks and prepared a large piece of food.

The woman opposite, who hadn't ordered any food, moved.

I saw that she took out a lace napkin from her backpack and spread it on the dining table, and then took out plates, forks, spoons, and knives from her backpack, and arranged them in a proper manner.

The woman's movements are like flowing water, elegantly making Jin Qing smack her tongue, she is really a Jiangnan woman, she lives so delicately!