Chapter 2341: Ding Ermiao's First Love (31)

The book was picked up, one person and one ghost, fighting in the hall of Qiyunguan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Facing the cold wind released by the male ghost, Ding Ermiao faced each other with a sword technique.

But as soon as the sword was pointed, Ding Ermiao felt that something was wrong. When the peachwood sword encountered the cold wind, the originally light peachwood sword suddenly sank down, and it seemed to become a thousand catties of weight!

"Good skills!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Ermiao hurriedly transported his sword and retreated, and as soon as he turned around, a copper coin flew out against the body of the sword.

The male ghost did not retreat but advanced, and the ghost figure rushed forward, ignoring Ding Ermiao's copper coin.

This crooked blow was right, and before Ding Ermiao's copper coin could explode, it had already passed through the ghost.

And Ding Ermiao's eyes were full of flowers, the old ghost had already arrived in front of him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a black mist sprayed towards Ding Ermiao!

Ding Ermiao wanted to step back, but he was a step too late, only to feel stiff, and the peachwood sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Haha, it turns out that the disciples of the three poor old thieves are just like that!" The male ghost smiled fiercely, and his hands were already folded, and he grabbed Ding Ermiao's neck.

But the old ghost can spray, and Ding Ermiao will also spray blood.

Just when the old ghost thought he had succeeded, Ding Ermiao opened his mouth, poofed, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed on the old ghost's face.

"Ah......" The male ghost screamed, and the ghost flew out upside down and hit the east gable wall of the main hall, with a bang!

Ding Ermiao was infected by the ghost qi, his face was dark, and the stiffness in his body was still not relieved.

He bent down with difficulty, picked up the peachwood sword, held the offering platform in his hand, and sneered: "Old ghost, you have been hit by my child's blood, and you won't last long!" ā€

What he said was powerful, but Ding Ermiao's heart was also horrified. It stands to reason that I shouldn't be so fragile, why was I squirted by a male ghost and stiffened? Also, the peachwood sword just now stabbed out, why didn't you listen to the call?

The old ghost trembled, hid in the corner, and looked at Ding Ermiao with vicious eyes: "Little Zamao, you have fallen into Lao Tzu's ghostly spirit, and you won't be able to last long!" Lao Tzu is waiting here, waiting for you to die of anger, waiting for the three poor old thieves to come back and collect your body! ā€

Ding Ermiao's face was stiff, he wanted to laugh, but his face couldn't move, he opened his tongue and said: "This is Qiyunguan, I have the protection of Sanqing Dao Qi, if you want to kill me, don't think about it!" ā€

While speaking, Ding Ermiao grabbed the incense ash on the offering table and smeared it on his body. Incense ash has a certain effect on dispelling the cold.

But because of the stiffness of his body, most of the incense ashes that Ding Ermiao grabbed were sprinkled on the ground.

"Boy, is it difficult to move, do you want me to help you?" The male ghost stared at Ding Ermiao's expression and demeanor, and said gloomily.

In terms of the degree of recovery, the old ghost's recovery is a little faster than Ding Ermiao's.

Ding Ermiao couldn't hold it after all, and fell to the ground with a thud, but he meditated strongly, used the breath in his body, and said, "Don't be complacent, my master...... Right now, right back! ā€

"Hahaha, when your master came back, I had already gnawed you to the point that there was only a pile of white bones left!" The old ghost smiled cruelly and walked towards Ding Ermiao step by step.

Ding Ermiao's eyes widened, concentrating on the breath in his body, trying to dispel the cold in his body.

But the old ghost came step by step, and the danger was approaching, so that Ding Ermiao couldn't concentrate his mind.

"Hahaha, little miscellaneous hair, you won't be able to live for an hour without my hands!" The old ghost approached, pointed at Ding Ermiao and said, "The life lamp on your body has been extinguished, do you still have to hold on?" ā€

"Lifelamp?" Ding Ermiao was stunned for a moment, and immediately complained bitterly!

I knew that my three life lamps were extinguished, and my cultivation was naturally greatly reduced!

No wonder I used the peachwood sword just now, and I couldn't do it as soon as I made a move!

At that time, he only wanted to fall in love with Fang Yun, so he extinguished the life lamp. Later, when I heard the bell warning, I didn't think much about it, so I rushed back.

Who knew that the life lamp was not re-ignited, and he fought in the main hall, and he couldn't get the blessing of the three clear Dao qi, so he was defeated!

Thinking of this, Ding Ermiao was frustrated, what a mistake turned into a thousand hatreds!

Okay, what kind of ghost love is playing, and you extinguish your own life lamp?

Fortunately, he accepted the female ghost as soon as he made a move, otherwise, he would have died a long time ago.

Although he knew that there was more than one bad luck, Ding Ermiao still held on, gritted his teeth and said: "Old ghost, in my Qiyun View, don't want to be presumptuous. If you want to kill me, try it! ā€

Who knew that the old ghost also sat down in front of Ding Ermiao and said, "I won't kill you, I will watch you die slowly, and then take your soul and torture you slowly!" ā€

After that, the old ghost opened his mouth again, and a cold wind hit Ding Ermiao's face.

Ding Ermiao shuddered, only to feel that he had fallen into an ice cave, and his bones and eyes were tingling. Then, the numbness spread all over the body, and Ding Ermiao opened his mouth, but he couldn't even speak.

The old ghost recovered well, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, tell me, where is your master?" ā€

"I—I can't...... Speak, stay away from me...... Let's, let me recover. Ding Ermiao stammered, his eyes purring.

The old ghost wants to inquire about the master's traces, and it seems that he will not kill himself so quickly. Thinking of this, Ding Ermiao's heart felt a little hope.

The old ghost thought for a while, took a few steps back, stared at Ding Ermiao, and asked, "Can you talk about it now?" ā€

"Or ...... No, the mouth is ...... Frozen. Ding Ermiao said.

The old ghost shook his head and said, "The skills of the Maoshan disciples are really poor! Presumably, the three poor old thieves can only train such a nest disciple. ā€

Ding Ermiao smiled hard and said, "Let me say, my master is here...... In a certain house at the bottom of the mountain, you help me remove the offering table, and the inside is ...... There is a secret passage, and from there...... You can find my master. ā€

"Secret passage?" The old ghost believed it and said with a wicked smile: "It seems that the three poor old thieves are also an old and unscrupulous person, they must be digging tunnels and going to a woman's house to fool around!" Don't lie to me, if you lie to me, I'll bite you! ā€

Ding Ermiao shook his head: "I don't lie to you." ā€

The old ghost snorted, came to the offering table, and bent down to check.

A yellow cloth was laid on the altar and hung down to the ground.

The old ghost lifted the yellow cloth and asked, "I checked it just now, but there is nothing in it, how can it be authentic?" ā€

Ding Ermiaonu's mouth: "In, inside...... There's a copper coin switch, you put ...... Copper coins are pulled out ......"

The old ghost looked at Ding Ermiao, and saw that Ding Ermiao was very honest, not like lying, so he got into it.

Ding Ermiao suddenly burst out, pulled the offering table casually, and shouted, "Master, come quickly!" ā€

The offering table fell in response, and three incense burners the size of sea bowls fell to the ground, and the incense ashes suddenly fluttered, and the room was filled with a vast fog.

The old ghost was under the altar, and when he saw that something had changed suddenly, and Ding Ermiao was shouting at the master again, he inevitably panicked, hurriedly got up, and floated towards the corner of the house.

(To be continued.) )