This extraordinary and beautiful woman, with a delicate face and a slender body, long hair on her back, a pink ribbon lightly pulled, dressed in white, the white light is even more vivid, there seems to be smoke behind her, the skin is better than snow, delicate and incomparable, the complexion is beautiful, and you can't force your eyes!

This is not who the thousand-year-old ghost was destroyed by Monroe and Lingde!

The night was not dazzled by such beauty, but focused all her attention on the white dress she was wearing!

This is the main soul!

"I'll make you cheap!"

"I'll make you greedy for money!"

After shaking his head in bitterness, the night raised his hand to his face, and slapped a few big slaps in remorse.

How can a thousand-year-old ghost not have a little way!

For 1,200 years, this ghost killed more people than the salty salt grains eaten in two lifetimes at night, and often walked by the river, how could there be no life-saving tricks.

He was completely blinded by the baby, and his brain was not like that of Monroe and Lingde's tenacious faith madmen, and he actually brought this ghost home in order to covet the ghost crystal, which was simply death!

The ghost sat quietly on a broken chair in the dark night, watching his performance and laughing.

"My little heart, do you see the slave family reacting so violently?" said the white-clothed ghost with a crisp look at the night.

Looking at such a charming and coquettish posture in the dark night, I shuddered, the temptation of the ghost, seducing the soul, this is hooking life!

The dark night looked at the white-clothed female ghost in front of him with a miserable face and said: "Mom! Aunt and grandmother can do it, and so can your ancestors, it wasn't me who killed you, it was completely Monroe and Lingde's old man, it's none of my business!

After the night said in a low voice, he pushed all the bad things in the last time, and pushed it all on the old beggars Monroe and Lingde, and glanced at the white-clothed female ghost in front of her, but what she saw was a smiling peach blossom face.

"Yo, my little liver, your mouth hasn't been seen for a few days, why is it a little dull?

When he heard the word "slave" in the dark night, his liver trembled, this terrible ghost actually mentioned this matter, he really wanted to hit his head against the wall and faint to death, and close his eyes to die, at least save some pain.

"My aunt and grandmother! This is a misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding, it was all done by Monroe and Lingde, it's none of my business, a small scumbag, my two taels of sesame oil are not enough for you to stuff your teeth, just let me go!"

Listening to this in the dark night, there was a wail in my heart, women all hold grudges, not to mention this terrible ghost who has lived for a thousand years!

The white-clothed female ghost was like a big sister next door who knew her well in the night, and she smiled like a flower when she heard his words, picked up a book on the table casually, flipped through it at will, and said to him: "Be careful of your liver! You are not weak, the death scythe has no power to fight back against my souls! ”

Grass! Hearing this, the dark night wanted to wipe his neck directly with a knife, but this female ghost remembered it clearly, which made him miserable, but he knew how fierce this ghost's main soul was, and a howl of a resentful soul could directly shatter his weak soul into a pile of scum.

The dark night wrinkled a chrysanthemum face, squeezed out two tears, and looked sadly at the white-clothed ghost in front of him: "Auntie, grandma, the younger one has a grandfather who is more than one hundred and forty years old to take care of, and an eight-year-old brother to take care of.

The ghost looked at the herbal medicine book in his hand, listened to the "big truth" of the night, raised his eyes, looked at his explosive acting skills, and said: "I know that you are old and young, and the slave family didn't say that they were going to kill you, look at it, it scares you." ”

"Huh, really?"

The ghost put the book in his hand on the table, nodded towards the night and said coquettishly: "How can you do that!" Didn't you say that you haven't tasted the posture of the slave family, how about being your daughter-in-law?

After the white-clothed ghost finished speaking, he stood up and turned around twice in front of the dark night, showing his graceful posture, holy with three points of beauty, just such a glamorous state, there is a woman in the entire Anle Town, and she is not his opponent!

“......”

The night was choked for a long time, this is not even a soul corpse, what's the matter, still have to be tortured slowly? disgusted with a knife to wipe his neck is not happy?

"Sister! Just kidding! Don't tease my little brother, my brother is timid, and besides, this kind of scum is not worthy of your treatment. ”

The mouth of the dark night was already talking, and it was set into a sister and brother relationship, and a scythe of death instantly popped out in front of him, grabbing the sickle and pointing at the neck.

The white-clothed ghost smiled and watched the night perform there, the night frowned and gestured for a long time without a hand, he was not afraid of death, but he still couldn't commit suicide, how painful it was!

staring at the ghost watching the play at night, he simply scolded her in his heart, he knew that this female ghost had eaten him today, and he also knew how he recruited this ghost, this is resentment!

The main soul that I bought, but I can only increase my sanity by devouring the qi of resentment, and of course it will become a soul of resentment, and that thing is simply a great supplement for this powerful ghost!

It is estimated that it was the main soul contaminated with resentment that was put into the oil-paper umbrella that woke up this thousand-year-old ghost, and he was also cheap, so he had to put the ghost crystal on it to raise the soul and do fart!

"Stroke! After wiping your neck, your soul can't escape from the palm of the slave family, why do you have to accompany the slave family to practice that ghost method?" said the white-clothed ghost with a slurp towards the night, his eyes full of contempt.

Throwing the scythe of death in the dark night, he jumped directly off the fire kang, instantly ran to the female ghost, knelt down and hugged the pair of slender legs directly and began to cry.

"Sister! The little brother regrets not being at the beginning, I really don't blame me for this! It's all done by the old beggars Monroe and Lingde, and I was also led by the nose, helpless!

You say that I am a necromancer, and I am of the same origin as you, and that old beggar is of the same light line, and if he doesn't force me, how can I dance with him?"

The white-clothed ghost didn't look at the night at all, and pointed towards the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, the dark red oil-paper umbrella opened directly on its own, and Qianqiansu's hand pulled towards the endless souls, and in an instant, five or six soul shadows were sucked by her, and the cherry mouth opened slightly, and these soul shadows entered directly into the mouth.

The white-clothed ghost smacked his lips, looking unsatisfied, stretched out his hand and pulled again, and five or six soul shadows entered her stomach.

......

When I looked up at it in the dark night, I was simply terrified, and my own blood refining secret treasure had completely become the snack box of this terrible ghost.

Your own oil-paper umbrella is no problem at all!

The problem is this ghost crystal, he knows that this terrible ghost is definitely nine deaths at the beginning, only to escape the murder of Monroe and Lingde's murderous old beggars, and he doesn't know what level it has recovered after swallowing his three or four hundred ghost bodies.

Holding this powerful ghost in the dark night, the ghost cried wolf howl, crying was heartbreaking, but the eyeballs were dripping and rolling, allowing others to slaughter, sit and wait for death, that is not his style!

Life is cheap!

But that doesn't mean you can't struggle, she's been hit hard, and he still has a black cloth belt in his hand!

The white-clothed ghost swallowed nearly three or four hundred souls of the oil-paper umbrella before he stopped, and his heart was endlessly dripping blood in the dark night, which was his money!

"Get up! my sister said that if I don't kill you, I won't kill you, but the slave family wants to be your little wife, giggle~"

The white-clothed ghost gently raised the big flower face of the night with his jade fingers and said, obviously he was in a good mood after swallowing so many ghost bodies, and his face was a little ruddy.

The night looked directly into the eyes of the ghost, and when he heard these words, his heart was as cold as the pair of beautiful legs he was holding.

It's haunted!

is still a daughter-in-law, it is simply the first cold joke of the millennium!

He didn't know why this terrible ghost didn't kill him, and he was still entangled like this, but his IQ was not bad at all, and his brain immediately turned around twice and he found the reason.

The dark night instantly let go of the pair of cold and beautiful legs he was holding, stood up with a rub, took two steps back and directly copied the oil-paper umbrella that was floating in the air, grabbed the ghost crystal on it, and looked coldly at the white-clothed ghost on the chair.

"Old witch, you are not lightly injured, and you want to rely on me to avoid the disaster?"

The eyes rolled wildly just now, and he immediately knew the purpose of this powerful ghost, this is the human world, not her Eastern Desert North Mountain Range!

This is the territory of the Undead Empire again, and with the divine consciousness of this terrible ghost who has almost entered the sainthood, he does not believe that he can't perceive the powerful necromancer of this town.

Although his strength is a scum in the night, other necromancers are not rotten dishes, and he probably doesn't even have the share of escaping when he meets this powerful ghost, but if this injured ghost meets a high-level necromancer, it is estimated that it will be the meat on the other party's board!

"Yo! change your face so quickly, just now you were called Sister Slave, and in the blink of an eye, you will be called the old witch, you heartless. ”

The white-clothed ghost looked at the ghost crystal on the oil-paper umbrella copied in the night, and was not moved at all, as if it didn't matter, looking at the dark night with a handsome face, he whispered a word.

"Hmph, old witch, don't talk to me about those voids, I have already said, it is that Monroe and Lingde who have made you dissipate the void through a thousand years of penance, and it has nothing to do with me with a gold coin, you have to entangle me like this, don't force me to crush this ghost crystal, everyone will die together!"

The dark night stared at the blood-red eyes, and said fiercely to the female ghost in front of him, how could he still look pitiful just now, but now his face is full of hideousness, and he looks desperate!

"The slave's that is the Holy Core!Do you try your hand to see if your hand is hard, or is it hard?" The white-clothed ghost looked at the night with such an expression and didn't care at all, stretching out a pair of plain hands to fiddle with in front of his eyes.

Listening to the words of this powerful ghost in the dark night, he was directly stunned, and the miserable green flashed in his hand, and he pinched it towards the ghost crystal on the oil-paper umbrella.

"Grass!"

The dark night looked at the ghost crystal that had not moved at all and said directly, and then the whole face collapsed in an instant.

"How about it? It's hard enough! The slave family is so beautiful to be your daughter-in-law, and you don't want to accompany you to support the old and the young, why don't you have a conscience, my little heart!"

The white-clothed ghost winked at the night and said playfully.