"Click", the chair moved, Chang Ping stopped, and An An raised his head.

Chang Ping stared at the chair vigilantly: "Lao Zhen, give me the black umbrella!" ”

Daoist Zhen threw the umbrella in his hand over: "Little Uncle Ancestor, if it doesn't work, you can throw it with blood!" ”

"Smack", Chang Ping caught the umbrella and glared at him angrily: "Dump your sister!" How can I have so much blood! ”

Zhen Daochang muttered stupidly: "I don't have a sister!" ”

"Slap", Tianzhi Little Taoist slapped him on the head: "If you don't have a sister, then shut up!" ”

Chang Ping cautiously walked forward with a large black umbrella, getting closer and closer to the chair. "Whew", the chair suddenly ran up, yes, it was running forward with four legs flicking.

"Lying grass!" Chang Ping spat fragrantly and chased after him with a black umbrella, and An An and the three of them were stunned for a moment and followed.

"Wow, bmm", the chair climbed the stairs, and a pair of red eyes and a black lip appeared on the back of the chair, the eyes were unusually calm, as if they had long expected what was happening.

"Whoosh", Chang Ping jumped up, picked up the big black umbrella and smashed it down, "Wow", the chair legs bent and jumped, "Slap", the black umbrella smashed on the stairs, and a hole appeared on the stairs.

Chang Ping jumped up again, the black umbrella pulled out of the hole and swept, "Huh", the chair jumped up to avoid the attack of the black umbrella, "pop", the chair was kicked and hit the wall, and was hit by the black umbrella before it landed.

"Whew", the chair let out a miserable howl similar to that of an animal, and although the mouth was wide open, not a single tooth could be seen.

"Evil obstacle, I will accept you today and let you do evil again!" Chang Ping took out the talisman and slapped it at the chair.

"Hiss", the big mouth sucked hard, Fu Zhen was sucked into his mouth, Chang Ping felt a brief dizziness in his brain, and when he woke up, the chair had climbed up the stairs.

An An chased after the chair, and Chang Ping reminded loudly: "Be careful of its mouth!" ”

The chair suddenly turned to An An and opened its big mouth, and the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi reached out and pulled her behind him.

Chang Ping saw a trace of white light detach from the body of the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi and burrow into his big mouth. Lying on the grass, no wonder those people will die tragically, this bastard sucked away people's good luck.

"Whoosh", Chang Ping threw out the black umbrella, "pop", the black umbrella knocked the chair into the air, and Daoist Zhen jumped past the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi, and pounced on the chair in the air with a talisman seal in one hand.

"Hmph", the big mouth let out an angry snort, and the two legs shot at Zhen Daochang. "Slap", his hands and chair legs touched together, Zhen Daochang suddenly felt that his hands were unconscious, his body fell, and the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi who reacted caught him.

The chair legs flew back into the chair, "snap", all four legs landed on the ground, red eyes glanced at the three people on the stairs and slammed open the door and ran in.

Chang Ping jumped up, supported his hand on the handrail of the stairs, bent his legs and turned over to the stairs, followed the little Taoist of Tianzhi up to the third floor, bent down to pick up the black umbrella, and cautiously approached the door.

The door didn't close, and the two frowned when they stood in the doorway and saw the furnishings inside. The room was full of chairs, and they were identical chairs.

"What should I do?" Tianzhi Little Daoist asked in a low voice.

Chang Ping groaned for a moment and replied: "Burned, all burned!" "Bastard dares to suck Lao Tzu's good luck, it's strange if you don't burn you to ashes.

"Click", the lighter burst into flames, lit the talisman and threw it into the house. "Whew", one

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A light wind blew, and the flaming sigil fell to the ground.

Chang Ping sneered, his gaze swept over each chair: "It's a little interesting!" Let's go, let's go down! With that, he turned around and left the door, and the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi hesitated for a moment and followed.

An An looked at Chang Ping suspiciously: "What's wrong?" ”

"Don't catch it, let's go down!" Chang Ping said and quickly descended the stairs, and the three of them followed.

The four of them came out of the house, and Chang Ping looked at Tianzhi Daoist and Daoist Zhen: "Go find some firewood!" ”

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi nodded, and pulled Daoist Zhen with a confused face to find wood, An An looked up at Chang Ping: "Are you going to burn this house?" ”

Chang Ping nodded: "Well, since it uses a clone, then I'll burn it with fire!" "Your grandma's, I burned down your nest, see if you can hide and take it, and if you provoke the master, I will burn all the houses here, anyway, no one will live in it, and if you burn it, it will be burned!

Tianzhi Little Daoist and Zhen Daochang walked back with the wood in their arms, and threw the wood into the house according to Chang Ping's instructions.

Chang Ping chanted the incantation in his mouth, sealed his hands, and when the incantation ended, his hands were spread out, and two blue flames appeared in his palms. "Go", two flames fell on the wood, "Teng", the wood burst into blue flames, as the fire became larger, the flames turned normal red and yellow.

The wood burned more and more, and the flames jumped to the roof, and the wooden roof was soon ignited, and smoke rose from the whole room.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi walked to Chang Ping's side, looked at the raging fire in the room and asked, "Uncle Xiao, what kind of fire were those two fires just now?" ”

"Earthfire!" Chang Ping took a step back, the smoke was too thick, and he was a little choked when he stood closer.

Tianzhi Little Daoist's eyes widened in surprise: "Earth fire? Can you teach me? "The fire of the earth burns everything, and the fire of the sky does not burn anything, this is a skill that many cultivators want to master.

Daoist Zhen looked at Chang Ping: "Little Uncle Ancestor, why don't you use it when dealing with blood corpses?" ”

Chang Ping laughed self-deprecatingly: "I just remembered it!" "Hey, it's not good to have too many skills, and I always forget to use them. glanced at the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi: "It's not that I don't teach you, you can't practice the exercises at all, only the pure yang exercises can!" ”

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi was a little disappointed, but there was no way, his own exercises had been determined, and it was too late to change it now.

In the room on the third floor, a chair jumped out of the crowd, ran to the staircase to take a look, and then retreated, his red eyes rolled twice, and rushed to the window.

"Bang", the window shattered, and the chair flew out of the window with the broken wood.

The four of them raised their heads at the same time, Chang Ping recited the spell again and made a handprint, Tianzhi Little Daoist and Zhen Daochang ran to the side of the road, An An held a black umbrella and stared at the fallen chair.

A blue flame appeared in Chang Ping's palm again, and his red eyes were frightened when he saw the two flames, and his four legs were twisted together.

Chang Ping jumped up with two fires, the legs of the chair suddenly unscrewed quickly, turned like a propeller, and the falling chair rose again.

"Do you think you'll be able to escape?" Chang Ping looked at the chair with a sneering look in his eyes, threw out the flames with his hand, and recited the incantation again: Yuqing Shiqing, the true talisman sues the alliance, pushes the two Qi, and mixes one into a true. Five thunders and five thunders, anxious to meet Huang Ning, the chaos changes, the roar of lightning is fast, the sound of the sun is coming, the wolf Luo is depressed, Lu Chun is depressed, and the urgency is like a law.

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The sky was suddenly overcast, and with a crisp click, a golden lightning bolt struck the chair in the air.

"Whew", a puff of green smoke came out of the chair, and it fell down with a miserable howl.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Daoist Zhen was stunned.

"Lying grass! Thunder! The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi burst into foul language.

At this time, the two of them had the same idea, last night Uncle Xiao (Uncle Xiao) released too much water, if he used all these spells, he would not lose his sword.

Two flames fell from the sky, and Chang Ping reached out to catch them and rushed to the chair.

"Bang", the chair smashed on the ground, his blood-red eyes looked sluggish, and he looked at the person who rushed over with two fires in fear, and begged for mercy loudly: "Immortal spare your life!" Immortals spare their lives! ”

Chang Ping sneered and looked at the chair: "Give me a reason!" ”

The chair said listlessly: "Please forgive me for the sake of my cultivation is not easy, I can return your good luck to you!" ”

The corners of Chang Ping's mouth rose and he asked sneeringly, "Do you think these are enough?" ”

The corners of the chair's eyes drooped: "It's not enough, as long as the immortals let me go, I can give you half of my good luck!" ”

Two flames flickered up and down in the palm of his hand, and Chang Ping looked at the chair with a smile and did not speak.

The chair glanced at Chang Ping: "If it's not enough, I can give you two-thirds of the good luck!" ”

Chang Ping squatted down and stared at the chair's eyes: "Do you think those who were killed by you will agree?" ”

The chair shook in frustration, and a hint of ruthlessness and determination appeared in his eyes. "Die!" The four legs shot at Chang Ping at the same time, "bang", An An flashed in front of Chang Ping with a black umbrella and opened the umbrella.

"Bang bang bang...", the chair leg hit the umbrella surface, Chang Ping jumped out sideways, and the two fires in his hand were thrown at the chair.

"Teng", flames burst out on the chair, "Wow", the chair opened its mouth and howled, its four legs struggled violently, and wisps of white light broke away from its body, two of which penetrated into the bodies of Chang Ping and Tianzhi Little Daoist, and the two of them felt that something inexplicable had changed their bodies.

The chair struggled in the blue flames, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't extinguish the blue flames on its body.

All four legs burned to ashes, and more and more white light emanated from its body, merging into the air. The howl grew quieter, and the chair disappeared, leaving only the back of the chair.

The four men looked expressionlessly at the chair's feeble mouth open, "poof", and the last flame disappeared, leaving a cloud of ashes in its wake.

The house next to it was still burning, flames were rising, and billowing smoke rose into the sky. An An glanced at it and then looked at Chang Ping: "These houses are connected in the middle, if they continue to burn like this, all the houses will burn!" ”

Chang Ping looked at the raging fire expressionlessly: "Then burn it, maybe when it is burned, it will force out the black hand behind the scenes!" ”

A dark cloud appeared in the sky, and the dark cloud continued to grow, and soon covered the entire village and blocked the sun, and a feeling of overcast clouds came to the face.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi looked up at the sky: "It seems that someone doesn't want this village to burn down!" ”

"Boom", a muffled thunder sounded, and raindrops fell from the sky......

(It's too late, sorry to say to everyone, there will be two more chapters today!) ）

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