An ink-colored umbrella appeared overhead, hanging there silently, even blocking the rain and mist turned into black shadows, and it didn't even occupy Meng Nanjun at all.

Seeing that this blow was blocked, the old ghost didn't know what he had found, and hurriedly condensed into one and prepared to escape.

"I should have told you that if you do any more misdeeds, I will never forgive you for your idea of beating the living."

A cold voice came from behind him, and Meng Nanjun followed the prestige and saw Gu Xiao standing there, and the umbrella was also received in the palm of his hand.

And at the same time, as soon as the words fell, the old ghost shouted bitterly, and it turned out to be a long sword in his hand that slammed into the old ghost's body, obviously there was no spiritual power around him, but

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