I saw that seven or eight guards suddenly rushed up behind the eighth prince, and they all attacked Ling Qiqi, Bai Xi and Hei Yao immediately stood in front of Ling Qiqi, and one person on the left and right stretched out a high-five, although the guard's kung fu was not as high as the martial arts of the two, but the two fists were hard to beat the four hands, and the two and the guards were still entangled.

Lingqiqi was shining in the sun, and her body became more and more strained, and she clubbed her knees with her hands, trying not to let herself fall, and her lips became more and more pale.

In front of him, Bai Xi and Hei Yao were entangled by eight guards, and they were also unconscious, if the evil ghosts in the body of the eight princes attacked at this time, I was afraid that they would be worried about their lives, Ling Qiqi thought of this, and slowly moved his feet back two steps, ready to find an opportunity to escape.

But there were more and more crowds of onlookers, forcibly blocking the road and blocking the water, and Ling Qiqi's feet that had originally retreated were helplessly squeezed by the crowd and took a few steps forward.

Everyone looked at the eighth prince staring at Ling Qiqi with a fierce face, and Ling Qiqi looked delicate, although the two of them were entangled, but they didn't see the two of them go into battle in person for a long time, and they couldn't help but feel a little bored.

"Hit him, Eighth Prince!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"You're beating!"

The bustling noise in the crowd was all the mentality of watching the show, and everyone had a good look on their faces, and everyone couldn't help shouting, wanting to see the blood and light fight more and more.

Ling Qiqi took a deep breath, slowly straightened up, and looked at the Eighth Prince, only to see that although the evil ghost in his body was still angry, there was only a sign of wanting to attack, why is this?

When Ling Qiqi was still in doubt, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and a lot of dark clouds gathered in the sky, gradually covering the bright sun, Ling Qiqi came back to his senses and stared at the Eighth Prince.

Suddenly the sun was covered tightly, and although it was noon, it was as dark as dusk, and the sky was dark before it was dark, and the wind was blowing.

Ling Qiqi instantly felt a lot of energy, but looking at the evil ghost on the eighth prince's body, he instantly understood why he didn't move just now. If it had been attached to a living person, the sun would have been shining brightly, and it must have been restrained, but now the sun is obscured by dark clouds, and the horns on the head of the evil ghost are redder than they are seen, and they are a little larger, more than twice as large as the horns of an adult antelope.

After Ling Qiqi reacted, he was about to run away, but when he turned around, he noticed that someone was attacking on the right behind him, so he dodged sideways, and turned his head to see that the eyes of the Eighth Prince were red, staring at Ling Qiancao on Ling Qiqi's chest.

Seeing that the sword in his hand did not hurt Ling Qiqi for half a minute, the eighth prince's eyes suddenly widened, and he continued to stab at her.

Everyone saw that the eighth prince was attacking very fiercely, only to see that the young man's body was light, and he easily dodged the moves, obviously his kung fu was above the prince, but they didn't see him do it, they just dodged, and they didn't know why this move was.

"Hit him! What are you hiding? There was a teasing voice from the crowd, and everyone looked like they were watching the show.

Bai Xi and Hei Yao dealt with the guards in front of them, but they were dodging the attack of the Eighth Prince.

"Does this person seem to be unusual?" Bai Xi suddenly turned his head and said to Hei Yao beside him.

Hei Yao nodded, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "After this bright sun was obscured, the dark aura on his body became heavier and heavier. ”

Seeing that Ling Qiqi was in a trap, the two of them didn't think much about it, and immediately attacked the eighth prince.

The eighth prince noticed that someone was attacking behind him, and he raised his hands and struck back, Bai Xi and Hei Yao were knocked down, and the two fell to the ground one after another, showing pain on their faces.

"Good!"

"Good!"

Some people in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone was quite satisfied.

Ling Qiqi saw Bai Xi and Hei Yao fall to the ground, and his heart was already unhappy, and he heard that everyone was like watching the Colosseum, without any humanity at all, and a red light shone slightly in his eyes.

Suddenly, the wind was even worse, originally Ling Qiqi just tied up her hair at will, but a gust of wind blew Ling Qiqi's hair down, and the black hair instantly scattered around her waist, fluttering with the wind, Ling Qiqi's eyes seemed to be angry, only to see her fly in the air on tiptoe gently.

In the crowd, he gently grabbed the collars of the four people, only to see that they were the four people who roared the loudest just now, Ling Qiqi pulled out the four people, put them in a row, stretched out his right hand and slapped them over, and the left side of the four people immediately appeared on the left side of the face, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Get out." Ling Qiqi looked at the four people on the ground and said coldly.

The onlookers instantly became silent, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Qiqi found the four people who roared the loudest just now from the crowd, and the four of them instantly slapped and fell to the ground, and even Ling Qiqi didn't see how much he shot just now.

The four of them were knocked to the ground, knowing that their martial arts were inferior to Ling Qiqi, afraid that they would annoy her again and even lose their lives, so they immediately fled with a crawl.

Seeing that the crowd was still not dispersed, Ling Qi squinted his eyes and said coldly: "There are still people who are not afraid of their lives who want to stay here and watch the excitement?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the originally lively street was empty in an instant, the heavy rain fell suddenly, only the sound of raindrops falling on the stone floor was heard, Ling Qiqi was soaked, his hair was tightly pressed against his cheeks, and he said to the eighth prince with a cold look in his eyes: "Just a little ghost, swaggering through the market, robbing women, heaven does not tolerate it." ”

Bai Xi and Hei Yao looked at Ling Qiqi in the rain, word by word, and their voices fell to the ground, their eyes were quite firm, and they felt that they were like two people who saw Lingqi in the underworld at that time, handsome and compelling.

"I'm going with him." Bai Xi thought of the spirit praying just now for them to slap others, and his eyes were full of worship.

"I'm going with him." There was reverence in Hei Yao's eyes.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, and slowly sat up from the ground.

The evil ghost in the body of the eighth prince laughed, "Who do you think you are?" People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, if it weren't for the spirit in your body, I think you would have been gone, what are you pretending to be here? ”

"Outfit?" Hearing the arrogant tone of the evil ghost, Ling Qiqi sneered, "The living possess the body, but if the living person has a trace of will, one day you will also be driven out of this body, and there will be no day of reincarnation." I don't think this body is completely under your control. ”

said that, but saw that the eighth prince's feet were taking a step back, and the sword in his hand slipped to the ground.

When the evil ghost heard this, he was even more annoyed, and he didn't control the body of the eighth prince, and went straight towards Lingqi, only to see the red horns flying straight towards Lingqi.

Ling Qiqi hurriedly dodged sideways, but the burden tied behind his back was inadvertently scattered on the ground.

The crowd could not see the appearance of the evil spirit, but felt that the raindrops were like blades piercing the spirit prayer, and although they dodged the attack, the tombstone and gold bead flower wrapped in red silk fell out.

The rain was so heavy that it soaked the tombstones, and the raindrops flowed down the tombstones as if they were crying. When the woman in yellow standing on the side saw the words on the tombstone, her eyes were slightly stunned, and suddenly tears couldn't help but cross her face.