Late in the night, it was past twelve o'clock in the blink of an eye.

The entire Lin Mansion was quiet, as silent as death.

Xiao Jia was obedient, and according to Li Changsheng's instructions, he checked the flour outside every fifteen minutes.

I looked at it over and over again, but it didn't change.

After a long time, he was also a little sleepy, after all, in the past few days with Li Changsheng, he had hardly rested well.

Li Changsheng sat on the sofa in the living room, as if he was in a state of mind, his eyes were open, and he didn't even blink.

If Xiao Jia hadn't known that Li Changsheng was capable, I'm afraid he would have thought something had happened to him!

In the room, Director Lin had fallen asleep. Xiao Jia had secretly gone to see it twice, and he could hear Director Lin's snoring.

Everything was quiet, the night was peaceful and peaceful.

It's eerily quiet.

At this time, Xiao Jia went to inspect again, and it was the same as before, no different.

Xiao Jia took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down, looked at Li Changsheng who was settled, and looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the evening, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Li...... It's been tossing for most of the night, and there is no movement at all, will the head lowering master, knowing how powerful you are, not coming? ”

Li Changsheng sat quietly and did not speak.

Xiao Jia didn't get a response, so he added: "Look...... Although Huatian Group is rich and powerful, but the head descender does things for them, and it is also for the sake of interests, so he will not work hard, right? He knows that he can't win against you...... Maybe he won't do it, Mr. Lee...... You think I'm right? ”

Li Changsheng sat quietly and still didn't speak.

Xiao Jia pursed his lips, a little bored, and began to look east and west on the side, amusing himself.

The weather is in winter, and it is naturally cold.

Suddenly, Xiao Jia only heard a "bang", and the window of the room cracked all at once.

The windows of the Lin Mansion are made of tempered glass, although they are cracked, they will not be broken into pieces and fall down.

Xiao Jia was startled, and a spirit quickly got up from the sofa, ran to the window, and looked out.

At this look, his eyes suddenly widened.

I only saw outside, a demon wind of "woo" was blowing, as if it could be blown in through the window glass, and a cold chill came to my heart.

Before he could react, footprints began to appear on the flat flour outside, densely packed, from the outermost iron gate of the Lin Mansion to the side of the house.

"Here we are...... Here it ......."

Xiao Jia shouted, hurriedly turned around, and looked at Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng seemed to have expected it, stood up, walked to the window, glanced at it, and then smiled coldly and said, "Dump the nest and go out?" It seems that this time it is not a small ......"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Jia was stunned and hurriedly asked.

I saw Li Changsheng pinching the magic formula with one hand, chanting the spell in his mouth, and before Xiao Jia could react, he gently pressed his hand on Xiao Jia's forehead.

A faint golden magic seal was punched out of Li Changsheng's hand and submerged into Xiao Jia's forehead.

Xiao Jia said "oops", his whole body trembled, and his eyes looked out of the window.

This time, he saw it all clearly.

I only saw that from the outermost iron gate of the Lin Mansion, hundreds of little ghosts were running towards the house with a "babbling" cry.

The footprints on this flour are the ones left by these imps.

These little ghosts are all infant spirits raised by the head descender for many years, large and small, there are about dozens of them, and they are fed with essence blood on weekdays to do things for the head descending master.

Now that the head descender has given an order, the little ghost is pouring out of the nest, with a strong momentum, with a demonic wind.

Li Changsheng walked to the door of the house, and with a "bang", the door was opened.

Outside the house, a cold wind blew in in an instant, blowing Li Changsheng's clothes.

When the little ghosts saw Li Changsheng, they immediately shouted: "Hurry up...... Brothers...... Above...... Shreds him ......"

"Tear him up...... Tear him up...... Breath out for my dad ......"

The little ghosts raised by the head descender will call the head descender "Daddy".

Li Changsheng snorted coldly, and shouted angrily: "The sword rises ......"

When the words fell, I only heard a sword groan of "ding", which seemed to have a sword qi that rushed straight into the sky.

In an instant, a cold light flashed in the darkness, and a silver-white short sword seemed to fly out from behind Li Changsheng, killing the many imps who were surging towards him with the sound of breaking through the air.

The soaring sword qi came as if breaking through the void, setting off a cloud of snow.

The sword light sprinkled out, as if all the demons and monsters outside were shrouded in this vast sword aura.

These little ghosts were cultivated by infant spirits who died shortly after birth, and they have been sucking the essence blood of the head descending master since they were children, and in terms of cultivation, their mana is very strong, compared to those ghosts in the wilderness, but they are much more powerful.

I saw the little ghosts flying towards this head, and the soaring black gas swept up in an instant.

At this moment, the flour on the ground was swept up by the wind, as if it was sticking to the little ghosts.

Although the imps are fast, the speed of the silver-white dagger is even faster.

Li Changsheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking coldly at the little ghosts surging outside, his face calm.

A cold cold light lit up under the night sky.

The silver-white short sword turned into a sharp mang, and with a "whoosh", it slashed, and thousands of brilliance condensed on the blade, surging like a dragon going out to sea.

As soon as the imps stepped forward, before they could react, the silver-white short sword slashed out, and the imps were slashed to ashes in an instant.

The terrible sound resounded throughout the night.

But this voice can only be heard by Li Changsheng and Xiao Jia, because these little ghosts can only be seen by Li Changsheng and Xiao Jia.

The imp who walked up to the front was beheaded, and suddenly the imp in the back knew that it was powerful.

I saw them "babbling" and shouting, and when I saw the shining silver-white short sword in the sky, slashing towards them, I immediately screamed, turned around and was about to run.

The silver-white dagger is extremely powerful, where would these harmful imps escape?

I only saw the cold light falling, and in less than a moment, all the little ghosts outside this room were slashed into by Li Changsheng's silver-white short sword.

The flour that stuck to the imps was spilled down at this time.

Outside the house, a cold wind blew, like a vast amount of snow falling from the sky.

Xiao Jia was stunned, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

He has followed Li Changsheng for two days, and although he thinks that Li Changsheng is a master, he has never had the opportunity to see Li Changsheng make a move.

Tonight, he saw Li Changsheng make a move for the first time, and he was shocked.

(Thank you for the book friend Seeking Cc, Shanghai Zheshao, swaying in the wind, this life is only for you, forget, 151****4139 for the reward.) As a token of appreciation, I've added a new chapter here. The update speed is not fast enough, please understand, after all, the plot needs to be conceived. ）