"Old ghost, that's because you're lonely! Because he is my master, he can do it easily! Helin Lot, who was tied to the iron cable and couldn't move, said sarcastically.

The Ghost God Sect's Protector's pig-liver-colored face was even more gloomy, and his vicious eyes looked at this Hai Lin Lot, who had been slandering and destroying his authority as a Dharma Protector, and the whole person already had the intention of killing people.

"Stop pretending to be a ghost and sneaking around!" The Guardian of the Ghost God Sect looked at the wind and snow in the sky, was very jealous, and said vigilantly.

Except for the gentle breeze, there was still no change around, and no figure appeared.

The boss of the murderer looked at Maeve and Eve and Hellinglot, who were tied to the iron ropes, and a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he respectfully walked up to the Dharma Protector.

"Lord Dharma Protector, I don't think you need to give face to this hidden mouse, he doesn't want to come out now, and his subordinates think there is only one possibility!" The murderer boss said in a low voice.

"Huh?" The old man of the Ghost God Sect frowned and looked at him.

"That is, his strength is mediocre, and he must be afraid of the golden body cultivation of the Dharma Protector! If, calling it me, if I am strong enough to push everything, I will not sneak and hide, but stand directly in front of you! The Boss of the Murderers opened his mouth to express his conjectures.

When the old man of the Ghost God Sect heard this, he immediately nodded in agreement, he looked at the whirring wind and snow around him, and said, "That makes sense." ”

"As for this strange snowfall, I wonder if the Dharma Protector has ever heard of the Embroidery Fist?" The Killer Boss reached out and caught a white snowflake falling from the ceiling, he gently crushed it, raised his head and continued.

"Naturally!" The old man of the Ghost God Sect nodded again and said, "Embroidered fists, embroidered legs, just bluffing things!" ”

After the old man of the Ghost God Sect finished speaking, a pair of jealous and worried eyes became trembling again, and he looked around viciously, looking at Maeve Eve and Helin Lot, who were tied to the iron ropes.

He smiled knowingly.

"Huhu...... Tick ...... "The whole hall was still in a bleak wind, and the snow was falling, blowing everyone's hair and clothes.

A group of Ghost and God Cultists, some of them faced this strange and demonic scene, and they had private discussions and panicked; Even a small number of people prayed to the snowflakes.

"What are you panicking about!" The old man of the Ghost God Sect roared majestically and rigidly at a group of chaotic cultists.

A group of Ghost God Cultists turned their heads to look at the Dharma Protector who was standing on the presiding steps above the main hall.

"Haha...... Er'er Xiaodao, deceptive tricks, I, the Seven Snakes, stand here, want to learn the magic of the Taoist friends, if you can win me, Maeve Eve and Helin Lot, the two beasts can be taken away by you. The old man of the Ghost God Sect laughed at the flying snow, he pointed his fingers arrogantly, and roared with full anger.

"Come out, I promise you with one hand!" The old man of the Ghost God Cult continued arrogantly.

"Huhu...... "The wind in the sky became more rapid, whirring and blowing, and the snowflakes the size of a goose feather became the size of a baby's palm.......

"Aren't you adoring your master, Heylein Lot? Don't you show off that your master is the supreme god, then now ask your master to come out and compare with me! I gave him a hand! ”

The Guardian of the Ghost God Sect looked proudly at Hailin Luot, who had been making him lose his majesty, and he had basically agreed with the opinion of the murderer boss now, this demonic phenomenon in the sky was just an embroidered fist, a flower fist and an embroidered leg.

In fact, the people who control the snowflakes and the breeze are mediocre in strength and are afraid to come out.

"Master......!" Helin Lot looked at the sky of the hall surrounded by snow, and couldn't help but call.

"It seems! Your master is afraid of my Seven Snake Male, otherwise, the cowardly junior like a mouse, how about I let you have a pair of hands! "The old man of the Ghost God Sect is a man who bullies the weak and fears the hard, and he is now more and more sure that the master in Hellinglot's mouth is a waste, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

He shouted arrogantly one after another, and in the admiring eyes of a group of cultists, the rickety old man received respect one by one!

Chu Lingfei, who was grabbed by her arms by 10 maids and maidservants, danced in the wind in her long skirt, and her long skirt reflected her more beautifully, like a fairy.

But at this time, the face of the fairy (Chu Lingfei) was very ugly, she looked at the sky with a pair of big eyes, and then looked at the old man of the Ghost God Sect who was standing on the steps and called out arrogantly, and her heart was cold.

"Why don't you be brave? You are the power of faith of Maeve and Eve and Hellinglot. Chu Lingfei said, she now also agreed that the 'master' who had never dared to show up was really scared, and she looked at the two loyal Maeve and Eve who were tied to the iron rope with big worried eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost, you're coming out! If you are here, don't be so disappointing, you are now full of street talents, breathing fire, sprinkling snowflakes, and selling the art of begging for food in the rivers and lakes with a big stone on your chest, which is not interesting! ”

The Guardian of the Ghost God Sect continued to speak, his face like the bark of an old tree was extremely proud, how embarrassed he had just been frightened in front of everyone, and how embarrassed he was now.

"We're not a begging restaurant here!" The Ghost Protector continued, his dry face chattering as he watched the snowflakes flutter in the air.

……

On a bed in a fortune-telling shop on the ancient street of Donghai City, a handsome boy who was sleeping with his eyes closed opened his eyes, and a pair of handsome brows frowned slightly.

Because of the butterfly effect, the gentle breeze on the sacrificial hall became rapid, and it made a "woo...... Whining......! The sound was clever, and the snowflakes floating in the air were no longer pretty, but shimmering with cold frost crystals.

The murderer turned his head with a grin, and bowed deeply to the majestic Dharma Protector standing on the steps, and the sycophants were in place.

He looked at the sky, although there was a strange sky, but he was not afraid at all, he still thought it was an embroidered fist, it was just scary, he didn't notice any figures around here, any unfamiliar faces.

The old man of the Ghost God Sect also thought so, feeling that the rats didn't know which nearby corner to hide, secretly casting spells, and didn't dare to see people.

The two of them would never have thought that the rats they kept talking about, the people who secretly hid, were not nearby at all, but in the far other direction of Donghai City, the ancient street, the fortune-telling shop!!

(End of chapter)