Chapter 632: Demon Venerable Appears
Wen Xiaoai sucked on her bitten fingers, frowned, and floated in mid-air looking at Wu Zhihan, who was surrounded by more than a dozen ghost soldiers.
However, these ordinary ghost soldiers, how could they be the opponents of Wu Zhihan, who was resentful and turned into a powerful ghost.
With a terrible and piercing ghost scream, dozens of ghost soldiers had been torn by Wu Zhihan's hands by nearly half.
Wu Zhihan looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, the evening breeze blew her long hair that was scattered, and her white and bloodless face made people look frightened.
Wen Xiaoai knew that these ghost soldiers would not be her opponents.
She was just a little tired from fighting, so she was looking for these ghost soldiers to block for a while, so she could use this time to think about what way to deal with Wu Zhihan.
However, until Wu Zhihan tore all those ghost soldiers to pieces, Wen Xiaoai didn't think of any sure way to come out.
"Sister, can you find black and white impermanence? Even the ghost can send the judges. The young man below saw that those ghost soldiers couldn't stop Wu Zhihan at all, so he came up with this method in a hurry.
As long as they come, it's the underworld.
"No, they'll take you with them when they come."
Escaping from the underworld without permission, even if it is not the original intention, but it is the same, and it will be a big crime to be caught back.
Originally, it was difficult for buns to be reincarnated, and with this crime, let alone reincarnation.
Baozi is so timid, how can he stay in that dark ghost place for the rest of his life.
"But there's no other way to do it."
Although they have known each other for a long time, Wen Xiaoai disregarded his own safety for him, which moved the young man indescribably.
Even if he can't find what he's looking for in the end, it's worth it to meet his sister.
"I can, I Wen Xiaoai haven't lost in my life, and I won't do it this time."
Wen Xiaoai said, her fingers moved, and blood came out again from her fingers that had been sucked without bleeding.
Wen Xiaoai quickly drew a blood talisman in the palm of his other hand, and before Wu Zhihan rushed over, his body flashed, went around behind Wu Zhihan, and slapped the palm with the blood talisman on the back of Wu Zhihan's head.
The blood flashed, but the expected scene of ashes did not happen.
Wu Zhihan just screamed, then quickly turned around and hit Wen Xiaoai back.
Wen Xiaoai's move didn't seem to cause her any harm at all.
Wen Xiaoai was a little stunned by the desperate but ineffective blow she had just made, and she was caught off guard and was beaten by Wu Zhihan.
Wen Xiaoai's body flew out upside down like a paper kite with a broken thread.
"Sister."
The boy screamed.
Between the lightning and flint, a black figure rushed at lightning speed, put one hand around Wen Xiaoai's waist, and after firmly catching her body that flew out upside down in his arms, he blocked Wu Zhihan, who wanted to take advantage of the situation, with one blow.
Wen Xiaoai bumped into her arms, but when she looked up, she saw that the person who rescued her was actually a man wearing a black mask, covering all his face, and wearing a black cloak.
Wen Xiaoai knew very well that even though the other party was wearing a mask, she had never dealt with this person, let alone knew this person.
However, the breath of this man ......
After the opponent forced Wu Zhihan to retreat with a blow, Wen Xiaoai took advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and gave the opponent a hard blow, and escaped from the opponent's arms.
The man was unprepared and was caught off guard by Wen Xiaoai's move.
With a sweet taste in his mouth, a mouthful of blood poured up, but he swallowed it again.
His only eyes that were exposed outside the mask were full of disbelief at Wen Xiaoai, who had landed steadily on the ground, and the injuries in his eyes were distressing.