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"Your Excellency, if it's okay, can I leave?"

Seeing that Bai Xiaofeng was stunned, the archangel asked a little apprehensively.

Bai Xiaofeng came back to his senses and looked at the archangel speechlessly.

Then, he nodded.

Airplanes!

Almost instantly, the trident in the archangel's hand split a three-meter-long crack in the air.

Without giving Bai Xiaofeng half time to react, the archangel rolled up the blood in the sky and plunged headlong into the crack.

Immediately, the crack heals.

"......" Bai Xiaofeng.

This guy is so fast!

It seems that I was really scared by the ghost king last time.

He took a deep breath and came back to his senses.

Bai Xiaofeng glanced around.

As Baron Thrall fled, the corpse qi around him had gradually dissipated.

However, the originally dilapidated mountain temple was even more ruined at this time, and even the courtyard wall completely collapsed in the fight just now.

Outside, all the tents didn't know where they had gone.

The students were all still asleep, scattered all over the place.

After the gray mouse manipulated the paper man to detain the soul, before the paper man put the souls of his classmates back into his body, Baron Sal came, and he was so frightened that those paper men and the souls of their classmates were all hiding.

To be reasonable, the scene just now made Bai Xiaofeng a little unresponsive.

Baron Thrall suddenly appeared, and his operation was as fierce as a tiger, and his backhand self-harm became two hundred and five.

The dramatic turn made him feel like he was joking.

However, he didn't think about it that much, anyway, two hundred and five was Baron Sal, not him.

He looked around, and could clearly feel the fluctuations of the living soul aura around him, and all the living souls did not leave too far.

He took out a wad of yellow paper from his satchel and shook his hand.

Burst!

Yellow paper burns.

He threw the yellow paper directly into the sky.

Pieces of burning yellow paper were sprinkled one after another.

At the same time, he quickly pinched the trick and recited the mantra: "The yin is orderly, the money is open, the lonely soul and the wild ghost are not disturbed, and the soul of the living is back!" ”

Airplanes!

Yin power erupted from him, setting off a strong wind.

The yellow paper flames in the sky blown by the strong wind instantly scattered and flew out.

At the same time, the surrounding maple forest also "rattle".

Follow.

Whoosh ......

Lines of white hazy light flew from all directions.

After these lights flew above the ruins of the mountain temple, they turned into white clusters of light, as if hesitating, hovering in the air, up and down.

Bai Xiaofeng's hands changed the seal, the yin power was surging, and the momentum of the whole person was climbing like a rocket.

In an instant, he gave people the feeling that he was like pulling a mountain from the ground, majestic and solemn.

Immediately after, Bai Xiaofeng pointed to the flesh everywhere and said in a deep voice: "What? If you don't go in by yourself, do you still want to take this seat? ”

These words seem to have a special magical power.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hesitant white light clusters in the sky moved.

One by one, the light clusters sank into the flesh of the students on the ground.

In the blink of an eye.

All the light clusters disappeared into the air.

Bai Xiaofeng smiled lightly, the soul was timid, with his strength, it was still easy to scare back the body with a loud shout.

Immediately, his mind moved, and the yin power spread out.

After carefully checking all his classmates and making sure that everyone was behind him, he was relieved.

In fact, this kind of large-scale spiritualism is easy to say, but it is difficult to say that it is difficult.

This kind of large-scale soul conjuring, and the soul is nearby, is not frightened, nor is it imprisoned, but any heavenly master with a higher path can send the soul back to the body.

However, the difficulty is that there are too many souls, and if there is a bad pool, so that one or two souls do not return to the body, it will be troublesome.

After all, the soul doesn't stay in one place all the time, and after a long time, it may be blown somewhere by the wind.

"I don't know where the gray mouse took Ling'er and them." Bai Xiaofeng rubbed his nose, and his gaze became deep.

When Baron Sal came just now, he was also forced to let the gray mouse take Chen Ling'er and the three of them away.

It would be more dangerous to let them stay here.

With the strength of a red-eyed vampire, in the fighting method, if you want to smoke cold and harm ordinary people, then just blow a breath is enough.

However, Bai Xiaofeng didn't expect things to turn into a fight between a red-eyed vampire and an archangel.

If he had known, he would have simply let Chen Ling'er and them stay together as melon eaters, and if there were more people, they could also eat some melon seeds to discuss.

Now that the matter is over, he has some trouble finding the gray mouse.

Just now, this mountain temple experienced the fighting method of the archangel and Baron Thrall, and the scene was full of corpse qi residues, which completely dispersed the demonic energy of the gray mouse, and there was no trace of it at all.

I'm having a hard time.

"Twitter ......"

Suddenly, a slightly piercing cry came from the maple leaf forest not far away.

Bai Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and followed the sound.

I saw that in the maple forest, the green light was forested, and a huge gray mouse was flying over with a big red gilt sedan chair.

Bang!

The gray mouse stopped five meters away from Bai Xiaofeng, and the big red gilt sedan chair smashed to the ground, bringing up a layer of dust.

As soon as he hit the ground, the gray mouse staggered, lying on the ground, looking desperately at the mountain temple that had collapsed to the point of almost ruins.

Tears swirled in the gray mouse's eyes.

Bai Xiaofeng walked over, glanced at the gray mouse, and then swept over and walked directly to the big red gilt sedan chair.

Lifting the curtain, Chen Ling'er, Ma Xiafeng, and Song Nannan were slumped inside, and the sedan chair was big enough, otherwise it wouldn't fit the three of them.

At this time, Ma Xiafeng fainted, Chen Linger and Song Nannan leaned together, their pretty faces were pale, and they even rolled their eyes a little.

Even when he lifted the curtain, the two girls didn't react in the slightest.

"Hey, it's over, how are you two?" Bai Xiaofeng frowned and asked.

As soon as the words came out, Chen Ling'er and Song Nannan suddenly came back to their senses, pushed him away, and rushed out of the sedan chair.

Then, leaning over, he vomited.

Bai Xiaofeng suddenly had a black question mark on his face???

There was a foul stench in the air.

He pinched his nose and asked, "You two won't be spit out by Uncle Ben, right?" ”

"Shameless!"

"Stinky and shameless."

Chen Ling'er and Song Nannan scolded at the same time, and then continued to vomit.

Bai Xiaofeng smiled helplessly, Niang Xipi, hidden so well, was discovered by these two sisters.

He turned his head to look at the desperate gray mouse on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Just now, when they left, it wasn't like this. ”

The gray mouse trembled for a moment, came back to his senses, and hurriedly explained: "It's flying too fast, it's dizzy." ”

Bai Xiaofeng thought about it, and at that time, the rabies-style escape method of the gray mouse, no wonder he would stun the two sisters.

Immediately after, the gray mouse suddenly faced Bai Xiaofeng, and smashed his head on the ground: "My lord, the concubine will be your mouse in the future." ”

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