I couldn't help Li Aiping, so I went to see Ma Wenjing again, and saw Ma Wenjing holding a peachwood sword in both hands, relying on the peachwood sword to support the ground, so that he would not kneel.

Looking up at the Hanwu pile again, I saw that the Hanwu pile had risen to the height of a three-story building, and it was still at the top of the Hanwu pile.

No, I looked at it and saw that Dangdang's eyelids were moving, and there was a possibility that they could open at any time.

I hurriedly said to Ma Wenjing: "Ma Wenjing, Dangdang's eyes are about to open." ”

"The wind rides the water, the water ...... Ah......h

I saw that Ma Wenjing couldn't hold it anymore, so I hurriedly stepped forward to help Ma Wenjing.

The feeling of helping Ma Wenjing is the same as the feeling of helping Li Aiping, it feels like helping a mountain, and Shen can't lift his hand at all.

Ma Wenjing turned her head slowly, her face was pale, her lips were white, and she said one word to me in a boo: "Yellow." ”

When I heard Huang, I knew what it meant, and turned my head to look at the yellow-robed Taoist priest, and at some point, he changed to sitting, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his lips flying, and he was reading something.

He actually took advantage of the Han Wuzhuan to deal with Ma Wenjing.

No, you can't let him refine it.

I let go of Ma Wenjing and ran over quickly, about to kick the yellow-robed Taoist priest.

At this time, Han Wuzhuan chased after me, stretched out many ghost hands from inside, grabbed my hands and legs, and prevented me from moving the yellow-robed Taoist priest.

I turned my head and saw that the Han Wu pile was close at hand, and the fierce faces of those children were also close at hand, and I could see it very clearly and be very scared.

I quickly turned my head in fright.

I was caught by the ghost hand and couldn't move, and I remembered that I had a charm in my pocket that my aunt had left behind to deal with black and white impermanence.

But now I think about it too late, because I can't move.

However, even if I can move and come up with a charm, I can't deal with the Han Wu pile.

Because Han Wuzhu is not an ordinary ghost, the charm is useless against it.

"The wind rides the water, the water rides the wind, the Ma family and Ma Wenjing invite Thor!" Ma Wenjing's struggling voice sounded behind him.

"Boom!" As soon as Ma Wenjing's words fell, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the Han Wu pile.

"Ahh Han Wuzhu let out a terrible scream, fell to the ground with a bang, and turned into its original appearance, which was actually a wooden board about one meter long and ten centimeters wide.

The ghost hands that were holding me retracted.

At the same time, the yellow-robed Taoist priest opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the whole person remained in a cross-legged posture and fell to the ground.

I was standing in front of the yellow-robed Taoist priest, and the black blood he spat out sprayed on me, and I smelled an unpleasant stench, and hurriedly covered my nose and retreated.

Ma Wenjing came from behind and pointed at the yellow-robed Taoist priest with a peachwood sword.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest could only move after he fell to the ground, and vomited five or six mouthfuls of blood, and the last mouthful of blood was red, tilting his body to look at Ma Wenjing: "Which Ma family are you?" ”

"Which other horse family can there be? Who are you? ”

The yellow-robed Taoist priest did not answer Ma Wenjing's question, and asked Ma Wenjing again: "Who are you Ma Cunxin?" ”

"It's my master."

"Okay, the person I met your Ma family today is because I am unlucky. The coming day is long, and we will have a date later. After the yellow-robed Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared, leaving only his clothes on the ground.

In fact, he did not turn into a puff of smoke, but was rescued by a ghost, and the ghost enveloped him, giving people the feeling that he had turned into a puff of smoke.

It was the first time I had seen someone use such a miraculous method, and I was amazed.

Ma Wenjing saw this trick used by the yellow-robed Taoist priest and said two words: "Qi family!" ”

"Is it the Qi family that claims to invite the Immortal Family?" I asked.

"What is the invitation to the immortal family, it is to raise the ghost family and make the son of the ghost." Ma Wenjing said disdainfully.

Zhong Ling also said the same thing about the Qi family, and she was very disdainful of the Qi family.