Zhang Zitao took a dagger and came directly to us.

His face was full of arrogance and arrogance, and he had the appearance of a victor, swept over the faces of each of us.

Eventually, he fixed his gaze on me.

I was strangled by the spirit, and I felt a little uncomfortable, and my face turned red.

But I didn't beg for mercy, and I didn't admit defeat.

As an exorcist, I should have my integrity.

Even if you die today, you will not die today.

I won't beg for mercy, and I won't lose the integrity of an exorcist.

Zhang Zitao wiped the knife in his hand twice on my face, and also made a small cut.

I felt a slight pain, and the blood was oozing out.

Zhang Zitao raised the blood-stained dagger, and then licked it in front of me very disgustingly.

Then he spoke to me:

"Ding Fan, Ding Fan! Why do you think you're bad? Why do you want to be an exorcist? ”

"Hmph, I don't. If you don't be an exorcist, how, how can I kill you......"

I said fiercely.

Zhang Zitao was not angry at this time, and sneered:

"Ding Fan! Look, can you kill me now?

But no matter what, we're also classmates.

Let me reap your life! ”

"If you want to kill, you can kill, there is a lot of nonsense.

If I do not die today, I will surely cause you to die at my hands tomorrow. ”

I held my breath and finished these words in one breath.

After Zhang Zitao heard this, he directly snorted coldly and said:

"Obviously, you don't have this chance!"

After speaking, Zhang Zitao violently raised the dagger in his hand, pointed it at my neck, and stabbed it.

"Old, old!" Lao Feng raised his head with all his strength and shouted with difficulty.

Brother Feng next to me closed his eyes directly.

Tonight is destined to be the end for us.

But I didn't expect to die in this old mountain.

I looked at the dagger, and it arced in mid-air.

Under the moonlit night, there was a flickering coldness.

If you are stabbed, you will die on the spot.

At that moment, my heart was cold.

Knowing that he may not be able to escape this catastrophe.

It's just, it's just that I'm unwilling, and I haven't avenged the master and the Dudao master.

I haven't been able to eradicate the ghost eye, and I haven't even been able to participate in the promised ball.

I'm smiling bitterly in my heart, that's it! Die and die!

It was as if at that moment, I accepted death calmly and gave up the last meaningless struggle.

Zhang Zitao, but with excitement.

It was as if I had seen a sword pierce my throat, and I had seen the painful expression on my face when I died.

However, I, Ding Fan, should not die.

Maybe Lord Yama didn't want me to report below so early, but at this critical moment, the accident happened again.

Suddenly, there was a lot of wind in the forest.

A burst of pressure like a mountain suddenly fell into the sky, enveloping all directions.

Not only that, but a rush in vain came with a roar, pointing directly at the sharp blade in Zhang Zitao's hand.

The moment the blade touched my throat, Bai Busy instantly struck the blade.

There was a crisp sound of "clang", and the dagger in Zhang Zitao's hand bounced out on the spot.

The dagger arced and pierced straight into the pole of the tree not far away.

All this came too suddenly, even the ghost Sanyuan, who was standing not far away, couldn't react.

It wasn't until the dagger in Zhang Zitao's hand was knocked down that Ghost Sanyuan reacted.

"Who!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, blocked in front of Zhang Zitao, and protected him.

Zhang Zitao was also worried for a while, he was busy just now, and it was not something substantial.

It's a pure power, and a force will knock the dagger in his hand away, what kind of skill and Taoism is this?

And his arm was also numb from the force just now.

His face also changed greatly, and he couldn't take care of me, who was a prisoner at this time.

He also stood up and looked in the direction that Bai hurriedly shot.

The surrounding wind is still whistling "whirring", blowing the surrounding woods to sway from side to side, and the dead leaves are dancing.

The power of the cold and the cold surged in all directions.

gave people a very strong sense of coercion, which made everyone present very uncomfortable.

We, naturally, also found anomalies.

They all turned their heads to look at the darkness in the distance, but there's nothing there......

Ghost Sanyuan looked nervous and stared at the darkness in the distance:

"Friend, the poor ghost Sanyuan, since you are here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

But as soon as this voice fell, in the darkness in the distance, a smart and crisp female voice suddenly came:

"The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings. is so beautiful, but I can meet you demons! ”

The voice is ethereal and tactful, like a yellow warbler out of the valley.

But when I heard the voice, my heart moved.

His eyes were full of incredulity and shock.

This sound is very distinctive, that is, it is very good.

In my memory, there was a man whose voice was exactly the same.

So the owner of this voice, could it be her? Is that the female ghost who came back to her soul with her?

In the beginning, we both used fake names to deceive each other.

Until finally through the light gate, when the sun is about to return.

She just told me her real name, but the sun is vast.

I think that after we return to each other, there may never be a day of reunion in this life.

However, to my surprise, I didn't expect to hear her voice again here today.

This had to make me feel shocked and unconvinced.

She's very strong, much, much higher than me, if it's really her.

Perhaps today, we still have a glimmer of life.

I thought silently, my eyes widening.

I want to see if it's the female ghost who came back with me.

Before I knew it, my heart was beating faster, faster and more tense.

And in the dark distance, a figure gradually appeared.

The moonlight flowed, and the figure gradually walked out under the moonlight.

Ethereal like a fairy, like a clear moon.

Long hair into the waterfall, white clothes are better than snow.

Tall and graceful, with a face like a hibiscus.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, all kinds of money.

Such peerless beauties, even if you look at them, you can never forget them.

It's no one else, as I guessed, it's the female ghost who returned to my soul with me, Murong Yan.

When I saw her, I had some inexplicable surprises in my heart.

Some excitedly shouted at her: "Murong, Murong Yan ......"

Murong Yan seemed to hear my voice as well, and glanced at my position.

The corners of the mouth also hooked a soft arc at this time.

When it came to the ghost Sanyuan, he sneered and said:

"Humph! Poor Dao, who dares to meddle with this idle matter, it is you. ”

Zhang Zitao, who was hiding behind the ghost Sanyuan, saw Murong Yan and frowned.

Then he said to her: "This, isn't this my sect traitor Murong Yan?"

Damn, you dare to come to the door.

Ghost Sanyuan, I captured her alive.

When the time comes, I will be rewarded for my godfather! ”