Song Youfu has followed the ghost path chief for many days, often chatting with the ghost path chief, and has some understanding of the ghost path chief's past, and he also knows a lot about the ghost path chief's methods. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He felt that the Ghost Dao Master could easily deal with this ghost, and he didn't need to observe it for so many days.

The Ghost Dao Chief sighed slightly and said, "There are two reasons why I haven't started for a long time. First, I want to stay in the Maoshan area for a while to comfort this homesickness in my heart. Second, I'm waiting for an opportunity for my three poor junior brothers to catch this old ghost so that he can make a name for himself. ”

Let the three poor Dao chiefs become famous, and the ghost Dao chiefs have two points to worry about. If the three poor do this, they can convince the public externally, and internally, they can suppress Long Shuanghuo and make Long Shuanghuo a little more convinced.

After all, the current Qiu Sanqi is the head of the Maoshan Xuyun Temple, and he needs some merits to support the scene and boost the prestige of the Maoshan faction.

The Ghost Dao Chief also knows that in the next twenty years, the Maoshan faction will still rely on Qiu Sanqi to support it.

Song Youfu knew the intention of the Ghost Dao Chief, nodded and said, "So that's the case, but when is the opportunity for the Three Poor Dao Chiefs?" ”

"In another two or three days, it'll be almost." The ghost leader smiled.

Song Youfu didn't ask anymore, and accompanied the ghost Taoist with peace of mind, waiting patiently.

After another two or three days, the ghost Taoist suddenly resigned to Song Jiagui.

The Su family couldn't keep it, so he had to send off the ghost chief.

But after the ghost road chief got on the car, he got off the bus from the middle of the road, and secretly returned to Maoshan at night.

When he came back this time, the Taoist chief was directly guarding the mountain road between Maoshan and Xue Buji, which was only two or three miles away from Xuyunguan.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and there was a hazy moonlight.

The three poor Taoist chiefs came back from helping people do things at the bottom of the mountain, drunk, staggering, humming a tune-out tune in their mouths, and came to the void cloud with one foot high and one foot low.

The ghost path chief hid in the shadows, and when he saw Qiu Sanqi coming, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and flew out a flying crane talisman with a flick of his fingers.

The flying crane talisman greeted the three poor road chiefs, flew past the three poor road chiefs, and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.

"Huh? Maoshan Flying Crane? Qiu Sanqi suddenly woke up, stopped, turned his head to look around, and shouted, "Hey, isn't it the senior brother of the Dragon Double Fire Dragon?" If you want to meet your senior brother, you will come out in a big way, what are you doing pretending to be a ghost? ”

Those who can control the Maoshan Flying Crane are naturally the people of the Maoshan faction, so the three poor Taoist leaders naturally thought of Long Shuanghuo.

Although Long Shuanghuo is wandering outside, he often comes back to make trouble, looking for the three poor dao chiefs to fight, fight formations, and fight fists, and fight for the head of Maoshan and the great seal of Maoshan.

So at this moment, when he saw Maoshan Feihe, Qiu Sanqiao thought that Long Shuanghuo had returned.

The ghost path was silent, but he secretly complained that this junior brother was confused. Long Shuanghuo is only in his early thirties, how much cultivation can he have, and he can control Feihe like this?

So the finger in the hand of the ghost Taoist changed a little, a little farther away.

The flying crane, which had already flown far away, suddenly burst into flames, and with a ball of fire, rushed straight down the mountain.

When the Third Poor Daoist saw the firelight, he hurriedly looked at it, and then he was taken aback, and said, "When did Long Shuanghuo become so powerful?" This ability to control Feihe is much better than mine! ”

The ghost Taoist couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to wave his hand and let the old ghost Song Youfu out.

This junior brother is too unclever, so he has to do it.

Song Youfu understood, hurriedly floated out, bypassed the three poor road chiefs, and fled towards the bottom of the mountain, wanting to lead the three poor road chiefs to the bottom of the mountain and to the door of Old Lady Su's house.

When the three poor Taoist chiefs saw Song Youfu, they were even more surprised, and a thunderbolt in his palm came out, shouting: "Where is the demon, leave it for me!" ”

But Song Youfu had already prepared, and floated outside the range of the palm thunder attack of the Three Poor Dao Chiefs. Although the palm thunder of the three poor dao chiefs is powerful, it is beyond the reach of the whip.

"Still want to escape?" The three poor Dao grew up angry, waved his sleeves, sacrificed the five-element flag, and ordered the five imps in the flag to chase after him.

The flag was fluttering, and five small flags chased Song Youfu away, chirping.

Although Song Youfu received the help of the ghost Taoist and improved his Taoism, he still couldn't deal with these five ghost boys.

Seeing the five ghost boys chasing after him, Song Youfu was horrified, shouted for help, and said, "Help, Dao Chief, help!" ”

"Dao Chief, I only kill ghosts, not save lives!" Qiu Sanpoor thought he was shouting at himself, laughing and triumphant.

Anyway, if the five ghost boys are released, they can hold this old ghost in a moment, why don't they laugh?

When Qiu Sanqiao laughed, the ghost Dao chief had already left the place, and the last one came first, catching up with Song Youfu.

The five-element flag behind is coming, and it looks like it is about to fly in front of you.

The ghost path chief spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all five small flags were hit, and they came to the ground slowly.

"Keep walking, lead him down the mountain......" the ghost chief commanded, and ducked to the side again.

Song Youfu was frightened for a while, floated forward for a while, and looked back.

The three poor Taoist chiefs noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly caught up to see.

At first glance, his five-element flags fell to the ground, and the five ghost boys were trembling inside......

"Bastard, dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and make trouble until I was sent by Maoshan!" Qiu Sanyi picked up the flag, was furious, and asked, "What's the matter, who sprayed blood?" Isn't that bastard of Long Shuanghuo? ”

The voice of a ghost came from the flag, saying, "The blood-spurting person is very fast, and I was hit before I could see clearly......"

When the ghost path chief spurted blood, the escape under his feet did not stop, and the five ghost boys naturally couldn't see clearly.

"Hehe, little Taoist, I did it, I have the ability to chase me!" In the distance, Song Youfu stopped and provoked the hatred of the three poor.

The three poor road chiefs scolded, collected the five-element flag, chased Song Youfu's figure, and rushed down the mountain.

Is it tolerable or intolerable? The three poor Taoist chiefs no longer have a temper, and they can't help but be angry.

Song Youfu is a ghost, floating without obstacles.

The three poor road chiefs are in the prime of life, and their steps are also very fast.

One person and one ghost, ran seven or eight miles in an instant.

But with such a run, the three poor road chiefs suffered a loss after all. After running for seven or eight miles, the three poor road chiefs were already sweating profusely and panting like oxen.

"Old ghost, stop for me, if you don't stop again, my master will go up and destroy you!" Qiu Sanqi chased after him, and at the same time made intimidating words.

"Blow, blow, blow!" Song Youfu thought it was funny and was even more sarcastic.

The three poor Dao grew up angry, stamped on the ground with their hands and feet, shouted loudly at Shigong's upper body, stepped on the grass and trees, and chased towards Song Youfu.

Song Youfu knew that it was powerful, turned around and fled, not daring to stay for a moment.

The ghost dao chief unfolded his escape technique, and quietly and unconsciously followed behind the three poor dao chiefs, and praised in his heart, the cultivation of these three poor junior disciples was not much worse than his own back then.

One ghost is in front, two people are behind, and the trend is flying.

Dozens of miles of mountain road, seven or eight minutes later, has come to an end.

There are many buildings in front, the lights are faint, and it has arrived at Xuebuji.

(To be continued.) )