Chapter Twenty-Three: Drawing Talismans in the Sky

"What's the mess? Hurry up and let go of the first year of junior high school! Tang Meng said sharply, "First year, don't be afraid, your grandmother and her old man will come over soon!" "The first half of her sentence was said to Lingzheng and Uncle Li, and the second half of the sentence was told to me, my eyes suddenly lit up, and my grandmother also came? Her old man seems to have encountered some thorny problems during this time, she has been busy, and now she has finally freed up her hands?

As long as grandma is willing to come forward, everything will be easy to say.

Her old man is a real yin walker, not only strong, but also quite famous in the industry.

"King Ling's tomb, don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

Lingzheng's voice was cold and gloomy, he hugged my waist tightly with one hand, and grabbed Tang Meng's whip with the other, as if he wanted to pull Tang Meng out of the car directly.

I can't help but sweat for Tang Meng, I know Lingzheng's strength very well.

Tang Meng is just an ordinary person and a girl, and he can't be Lingzheng's opponent at all.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to ask Tang Meng to let go of the whip and not to resist Ling Zheng, Ling Zheng's face suddenly changed drastically, and his originally ruddy face instantly turned pale. Uncle Li originally wanted to deal with Tang Meng, but when he saw Lingzheng's sudden change, he looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes, and then raised his hand and tapped a few times behind Lingzheng's back, still chanting some mantra or something like that.

Although Ling Zheng's face was pale, his words still carried a sense of majesty: "King Ling's tomb, just stop in moderation!" If you are obsessed, it will only increase your sins! ”

Tang Meng still pulled me vigorously into the car, Lingzheng's eyes gradually became cold, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a strange arc.

"King Ling's Tomb, when my three souls gather, I will definitely abide by Master's wishes, so that your soul will fly away!"

Ling Zheng struggled to squeeze out the words, reaching out again to grab my wrist.

Wait, three souls together? I seem to understand something.

Lingzheng's eyes were resolute, and he endured the pain, stinging the softest place in my heart.

"Lingzheng ......"

I muttered, Tang Meng suddenly exerted force, and my whole body flew up, completely in a state of weightlessness.

In the next moment, I had already flown to the roof of the car, and Tang Meng easily caught me, dragged me, and forcibly pushed me into the car.

"No, you...... You're not Tang Meng! ”

I exclaimed.

Suddenly reacted, Tang Meng was just an ordinary person, even if she looked like a female man, how could she have so much strength?

From the very beginning, I should have noticed the abnormality of "Tang Meng", but unfortunately, in the case of extreme mental tension, I just wanted to escape from Lingzheng and did not study it at all.

Tang Meng turned his head and smiled like a flower: "Who else can I be if I'm not Tang Meng?" ”

"Click!"

As I struggled to get out, something like a seat belt popped out of the saddle and buckled me into place, so tight that I couldn't move.

"Who the hell are you? Let go of me! I yelled.

What the hell is this? Not only did I not break free, but the more I struggled, the tighter I strangled.

"The game has just begun, so why leave in a hurry?" Tang Meng reached out and stroked my face, her hand was so cold that I shivered unconsciously.

"The first year of junior high school!"

The spirit was shouting my name outside the car.

He held the golden dragon pestle and smashed it into the front of the car, only to hear a loud "bang", and the front of the car collapsed, and smoke rose in an instant.

"Lingzheng!" I couldn't help but shout.

At this time, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked as if he was in great pain.

Tang Meng snorted coldly: "Lingzheng, my senior brother, I didn't expect that you to embark on that road, it's a pity...... Haha......"

I trembled, sure enough, it was the tomb of King Ling!

He had already shown his feet, or he didn't need to disguise it anymore, and the tone and voice of his voice had changed back to the way they were.

But why did he become Tang Meng's appearance, and he was so similar, even I didn't recognize it at first.

"Bang!"

Ling Zheng kept his face calm, and slammed the golden dragon pestle into the windshield of the car again.

The windshield was smashed with cracks like spider webs, and there was a hole the size of a bowl at the stress point, and broken glass splashed on the face of "Tang Meng", and a scar was immediately scratched.

To my surprise, after "Tang Meng's" face was scratched, the wound turned outward, but no blood flowed.

Through the bright red wound, I saw another layer of pale skin.

The "Hulong ......" car was hit again.

"Tang Meng" turned his head to look at me, and the corners of his mouth showed a vague smile: "Woman, scared?" ”

As he spoke, he held the steering wheel with one hand, grabbed the valgus wound on his face with the other, and peeled off a large piece of skin with a "snort".

Now I'm even more sure of his identity, that's right, he is the tomb of King Ling!

After removing half of the face, I could clearly see the pale side face of King Ling's tomb.

I shuddered, and a terrible thought suddenly surged into my mind, could that face really be Tang Meng's? Will King Ling's tomb occupy Tang Meng's body?

"King Ling's Tomb, I won't allow you to hurt Chu Yi!"

Lingzheng's roar woke me up from the shock.

Uncle Li had been silent since Lingzheng began to change, and finally simply closed his eyes, only to see that his lips were still squirming. At first, I thought that Uncle Li was unwilling to interfere in the battle between Lingzheng and King Ling's tomb, or it was possible that his old man had no combat power at all and did not dare to make a move. It wasn't until now that I realized that Uncle Li seemed to be preparing.

Ling Zheng held the golden afternoon pestle in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand flew up and down, pinching an extremely complicated hand.

In the next moment, there was an additional talisman phantom in front of Ling Zheng, and the color became darker and darker, and it looked like it was almost condensed into a substantial talisman.

Draw talismans in the air, Lingzheng can actually draw talismans in the air!

"Edict!" Lingzheng roared, and the virtual image of the talisman was like having eyes, floating towards the tomb of King Ling, and the eyes of King Ling showed a look of horror, and he turned his head to hit the steering wheel and wanted to run in the opposite direction.

"Woman, after the show, it's time for us to go."

King Ling fled from the tomb and said to me with a sneer.

The car fell backwards with a "bang", but Uncle Li did not move, but looked at me with meaningful eyes. He seemed to comfort me, and he seemed to sympathize with me.

Ling Zheng rushed towards the car......

"Uncle Li, save Lingzheng!"

I don't know what I think, but the devil sent the god to say this.

Ling is comparing the speed with the car, so it must be hitting a stone with an egg.

If Lingzheng was injured by King Ling's tomb, then I couldn't forgive myself.

Uncle Li bowed slightly, signaling that I don't have to worry too much.

The car had not yet poured out of this small alley, and the phantom of the talisman was about to fall on the forehead of King Ling's tomb, and King Ling's tomb suddenly took out a knife and put it on my face, Lingzheng's expression was grim, and he said loudly: "Collect!" The talisman suddenly retreated in the opposite direction, and it was attached to Lingzheng's own chest, Lingzheng's body was stunned, and he knelt on one knee, bowing his head and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Lingzheng......" I was frightened and cried out loudly.

On the side face that had been exposed in King Ling's tomb, he sneered, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Woman, you see that he really feels sorry for you very much, and he would rather withdraw the charm and eat it himself, than bear to see your little face being scratched by me." Ha ha...... I wonder if it will be exciting if I am driving into it now? ”

I was anxious and struggled to stop him: "King Ling's Tomb, you madman, stop!" ”

Unfortunately, my struggle was destined to be to no avail, and the rope on my body was almost stuck in the flesh, and I had to sit honestly in the passenger seat.

"This old thing has given most of his spiritual power to Lingzheng, I can't miss this great opportunity!"

King Ling's tomb sneered.

I couldn't help but tremble, no wonder King Ling's tomb never had the intention of fighting with Uncle Li and Lingzheng just now, he had been testing Uncle Li, waiting for this moment!

At first, King Ling's tomb should have been quite jealous of Lingzheng, and an Uncle Li deliberately used tricks to deal with Lingzheng, wanting to see how Lingzheng would react. When Lingzheng's face turned pale, it may have been seriously injured before, and Uncle Li consumed a huge amount of spiritual power in order to help Lingzheng. After Lingzheng drew the talisman in the air, he consumed a lot of spiritual power, so Uncle Li and Lingzheng may not be the opponents of King Ling's tomb now.

Strangely, when was the spirit wounded? How did I not know?

King Ling's eyes were full of madness, and after hanging up the gear, he stepped on the accelerator to the end.

At this speed, he must want to knock Uncle Li away first, and then press over Lingzheng's body.

The thought that Lingzheng might be run over by the wheels makes my heart ache.

"King Ling, you madman, pervert, stop!"

I was so anxious that I kept cursing him.

King Ling's tomb didn't even look at me, and said coldly: "Woman, don't worry, soon, it will be over soon!" After that, let's get back to what we didn't finish before...... I can't wait. ”

The car gradually crashed towards Uncle Li, and I was frightened and instinctively wanted to close my eyes.

However, within two seconds, King Ling's tomb suddenly said in a panic: "Oh no, Lingzheng, this old fox still has a back hand!" ”

Hearing him say this, my heart said, "Is it possible for the spirit to turn defeat into victory?"

I breathed a sigh of relief, opened my eyes again, and just saw that Lingzheng was shocked, and several golden dragons on the golden dragon pestle suddenly came to life, hovering in the air a few times, and then surrounded Lingzheng, the dragon light of the golden dragon made Lingzheng's body glow a faint gold, like an ancient and mysterious god.

Lingzheng grasped the golden dragon pestle tightly and stood up, calm and simple.

"Lingzheng, be careful!"

I'm worried about Lingzheng, he's injured, I don't know if it's the opponent of King Ling's tomb.

King Ling's tomb snorted coldly, raised his hand, and the long whip in his hand flew out diagonally.

The long whip was full of evil spirits, and I sensed that there were countless Yin Soul bones and blood on it, and it seemed that this whip was transformed from the chains of King Ling's tomb, and the whip turned back into pitch-black chains in the sunlight, emitting white smoke.

I yelled, "Lingzheng, run......"